I'm in New York this week for the U.S. Open. While it would be lovely to be writing and publishing about what I'm experiencing while it's happening, I'd rather focus on my experience than worry about getting pieces finsihed while I'm here. (Weird, eh?)
On the other hand, it didn't seem right to not publish pieces about New York City. I haven't been here since 2009, and a lot has changed.
With that in mind, I decided to write all my pieces before I got here. Which means that what you'll be reading may not be exactly 100% factually accurate. But I promise you'll learn some interesting stuff about New York.
By the way: yes, I will certainly be writing and publishing about my experiences at the Open. Watch this space.
I was at a Jewish deli on 34th Street, not far from the French Quarter, eating a grilled-cheese-and-bacon sandwich and a really delicious shrimp cocktail. Wait. What? I went outside to look at the sign. "Non-Kosher" it said, and boy did they mean it.
Just then, the wind came up and a guy riding a windboard--you know, one of those windsurfboards on wheels--came zipping down the street, followed by a guy on an ATV pulled by sled dogs.
New York has changed a lot since I was last here.