Central Park – “Just some grass and trees”
Its just grass, trees, overpriced cafes. Surrounded by buildings in a square. Filmed from a helicopter it might be interesting, but you will not be able unless you have military permission. Booring.

As a general rule, I avoid Rockefeller Center, especially on the weekends. It’s not as much of a cluster fuck as Times Square, but it’s pretty close. I never regretted this until this past weekend, when I discovered there is a Lego Store right by the ice skating rink. There

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Welcome to New York during Yule season, suckers. It’s a time of great mirth-sucking and merriment-destroying. From the Black Friday stampedes to Christmas Eve traffic, rarely does a city unify so absolutely under the banner of pissy mood. Holiday magic is in short order, despite what Macy’s would have you

As much as I love Christmas sometimes I find it hard to get into the spirit of things. The idea of holiday shopping can be soul crushing, Rockefeller center is like a cage match between tourists and my sense of personal space, and the only tree that will fit inside

You thought I was talking about Rockefeller Center, didn’t ya?  Well I wouldn’t do you like that, dear readers.  As someone who grew up within vomiting distance of Rockefeller Center, I spent many a miserable, overcrowded, annoying December 4th being dragged by my parents (along with my sister and any