It’s a bit of a cliché, but you have to be a bit tough to be a New Yorker. Fast times. Quick breaks. Snowy, icy sidewalks. Trains that at times randomly skip stops.
Huts with snow all around them for outdoor dining. Yes, we’ve learn to eat out in the cold. And, yes we walk for miles in the snow. And, we like it. We take it all in. And, we hope things will improve. Despite our fast curmudgeon nature, we have high hopes.