89th and Central Park West (32 W 89th St)

When I was looking up movie/tv sites in NY City, this was the only residence that I really cared about finding. I mean seriously, outside of this one picture, I could not have identified a single one of the pictures that I took without having been there and told what it was. I absolutely love, love, LOVE the winding steps to this brownstone and can picture Sally lecturing Harry that "you don't have to show every emotion you have the second you have it." This argument happens as the two of them are helping Jess and Marie set up their new place in When Harry Met Sally. Moments after Harry and Sally make up, Jess comes down the steps with his stupid wagon wheel coffee table.

(I feel so New Yorker-y, having used the term "brownstone" appropriately there.)

91st and W End Ave

Mr. Pitt lived in this doorman patroled, ivy covered fancy building.  Elaine worked for him during a season of Seinfeld. I was way across the street when I took this picture and it was the only time that a real New Yorker said anyting to me while I was snapping a shot. He told me that a squirrel lived in the ivy and that you could see him come out almost every night. Those west siders sure are friendly.

328 W 89th Street

So many emails were composed behind this door, and so many witty conversations took place in this apartment. It wasn't until the end of the movie that Meg Ryan came bouncing down these steps, off to meet NY152 for the first time, that you got a good look at the place from this angle. (It would, however, be the wrong way for her to walk if she was headed to Riverside park.) The opening credits of You've Got Mail really give this neighborhood and the front of this apartment a great deal of charm. Watch closely as it changes from animation to real life and see the jogger move from digitization to real form as he runs. So cool!

I seriously love this movie SO MUCH! I spent 2 days strolling around the upper west side, trying to soak in the atmosphere that Nora Ephron tried to portray that there are parts of Manhattan that are just neighborhoods. SO TRUE! I giggled at myself as I found the Starbucks Kathleen and Joe bought their coffee at, walked down the sidewalk that they nearly crossed paths on, stood up eating a hot dog where they set their final date before she found out who he really was and...(I can't believe I'm admitting this, I'm such a romantic comedy junkie!) located several spots that I feel inspired the movie, it's bookstore, the nut shop, etc. Oh, what a delightful 2 days!

83rd between Amsterdam and Broadway

I was delighted to show up and find that this little place, Cafe Lalo, was just as quaint as it appeared in the movie, You've Got Mail. I believe they actually did film inside this restaurant, and there is a cute little ding on the door as you walk in. Can you picture Tom Hanks shaking the railing declaring, "I.knew.she.would.be." after his friend told her that his date was beautiful? Probably not, I'm the only that can quote the majority of that movie. Anyway, although this might not be the best place to bring kids for lunch, there is a children's museum right across the street they may enjoy (Monday is reserved for school groups).

112th and Broadway

This was the first place I went on this trip to New York. Not because I was that excited to go, but mainly because I'd been on two different airplanes (neither of which served any kind of food, not even salty nuts or stale pretzles) and I was hungry. I was all set to order Elaine's "big salad", but was disappointed when it wasn't on the menu. The inside wasn't at all like Monk's is on Seinfeld, but there are a bunch of Seinfeld pictures all over one wall. None of this was disappointing to me in any way, mind you, I am just stating facts. I enjoyed my eggplant sandwich, but have had better right here in Scottsdale at Delfalco's. It is the atmosphere that I always appreciate while on vacation anywhere. At one point, the Greek owner hurriedly filled my water glass as several servers (all male) leaned back to watch the NY Knicks inevitably beat the Miami Heat. It is so entertaining to watch any NY sporting event around true New Yorkers. If you have time, head east down 112th and go into the church at the end of the street. My aunt says it's gorgeous inside.

But seriously, how can you look at this sign and not be singing in your head the little "bu-duh-dum-du-dum-duh" jingle that intro's some stupid conversation that will undoubtedly ensue?

I'm back...but really I'm gone

I don't know if I've been too busy to blog, or just haven't had anything good to blog about, but I've been reluctant to do it lately. It's always fun and rewarding when you know people are reading and commenting, or if you're just trying to journal something to remember. This post here is actually just a little set up post for what is to come...my journey of movie and TV sites in NYC. And because swyping on this phone of mine is painstakingly slow compared to my semi awesome keyboarding skills, it will be pictures only and I'll fill in the details later. If anyone is out there and wants to take a guess at the site, or leave me a quote from the movie or episode, feel free. Your choices are: Seinfeld, Friends, Sex and the City, You've Got Mail, When Harry Met Sally, Serendipity, Enchanted, Big... and probably many other that share filming locations.

Someday...

Someday all of our electronic devices will work at the same time.

Someday I will go to bed when I am tired and not stay up past my sleep time, making it impossible for me to go to bed until a much too late hour of the night.

Someday I will learn to use a candy thermometer and make toffee and other goodies that I now just dream of. It's depressing to be ignorant of this candy making skill. It is, however, probably for the best since we really don't need anymore sweets.

Someday I will buy a meat tenderizer. I used to have one and never used it. Now I don't know where it went. Again, there are many recipes I would like to make (mainly chicken ones where you roll tasty fillings inside), but I don't have the means to pound that chicken breast flat. Ugh again, big sigh.

Someday I may be as smart as my email account. I went to send someone an email with a letter for them to review. As I hit send, gmail popped up with "you wrote, 'I've attached' and do not have an attachment. Do you want to send it anyway?" Well of course not, thank you for telling me I'm an idiot.

Someday I will know all my account names and super secret passwords for important top secret web sites like Pei Wei and Walgreens photo center.

Someday, I hope, all our debts will be payed off and we'll know not to get back into debt.

Someday (soon!) tax season will be over. I won't be so busy, life won't be so hectic, and I won't have as much income. That won't help with the above 'someday' though, will it?

Someday I will know my alphabet well, and know that 8 times 7 is (49+7=) 56 without doing that little addition problem in my head.

Someday everyone in this house will stop coughing.

Today I will appreciate what I have, what and who I know, and who I love because I don't have it too shabby.