“It’s a big lesson to all of us,” Don said. “Take picture now of what we have.”
“I try not to focus on the fact that I could never afford the house in which I grew up, and think instead how lucky I was to have lived there in the first place.”
My Brooklyn, Then and Now - NYTimes.com (via rubenfeld)
"Modern apartment buildings on one side of Flatbush Avenue stare down at scruffy check-cashing and uniform stores on the other. In Red Hook, working tugs share the waterfront with spectacular views and a museum on a floating barge. In Prospect Heights, you can have grits in the morning at Tom’s Restaurant, founded in 1936, and then cornmeal-dusted skate with baby bok choy and leek confit for dinner at James on Carlton Avenue. In Windsor Terrace, Sunday-afternoon drinkers holding plastic foam cups of Budweiser spill onto the sidewalk outside Farrell’s, where Pete Hamill’s father spent many a twilight, while yammering 20-somethings pick from an impressive and rotating selection of craft beers at the Double Windsor across the avenue. I’ve happily stood at each bar when it was three-drinkers deep."
This is so, so great.