Magnolia Bakery pastel colored, vanilla buttercream cupcakes.
People watching in Washington Square in fall.
Channa roti from India House in Park Slope.
The Union Square holiday market.
The warm puff from the subway doors on a blustery winter night.
The strangers that help carry kids in strollers up or down subway stairs without comment or eye contact.
Manhattan viewed from the BQE.
Tofu basil from Rice Thai Kitchen in Park Slope.
Century 21. But not the communal dressing rooms.
Gospel brunch at Superfine.
Gnocchi at Noodle Pudding.
The holiday lights.
The smell of roasting nuts.
The Brooklyn Bridge.
The people that lost their lives. The people who helped save or identify those people who lost their lives. The people who gave their lives to save others. The people who gave rides or shelter or a hand to people who were lucky enough to not have lost their lives. The people who came together as a community.
Hey New York,
I still love you.