A Place to Call Home

I spent the first half of my Memorial Day weekend scoping out NYC neighborhoods. The second half was spent brooding over all the wonderful possibilities. After my Happy Hour Bus Ride on Thursday evening, I made my way into Astoria, Queens and met up with my dear friend and former roommate, Katie. Did I mention Katie has a room opening in her 4-bedroom Astoria apartment? After a quick tour of the apartment, an incredible meal at a Greek cafe in the hood, and some drunken debauchery at a local bar, we hit the hay to prepare for a day of hunting. This is what I woke up to:

Pretty serene for an NYC apartment right near the subway, right? After some hot, shweaty time walking around Astoria, Sunnyside (adequately named as there was no shade in sight), and Hamilton Heights, it was pretty clear that Astoria is the place for me. I’ve spent a year and a half living in downtown Hartford, having to drive to the suburbs to see much street life. Astoria has a noticeably young, artistic vibe, great ethnic offerings (note the Greek cafe I mentioned above), reasonable rents, and an easy commute to midtown…when we stumbled upon a synagogue, this Jewish boy felt right at home. It is most definitely a thriving community. Could I live in Sunnyside or Hamilton Heights for a bit cheaper? Possibly. But I have an incredible opportunity to live with some of my best friends in an apartment right near the subway with affordable rent and an 18 minute commute to my office…and there’s plenty of closet space for all my ties. So I did my due diligence by exploring a few neighborhoods but my answer is pretty clear, right? See the full photo tour of my trip here. And now we move into “negotiation” mode. I can’t wait until this is all signed, sealed, delivered. June is going to fly by.

My trip to the city also included catching my friend’s show, The Drunk, at Center Stage; it was so refreshing to see a talented, young group of artists putting on a show. I told you I’d get it all in.



  1. nick said


  2. Aviva said

    To quote my mother, the Astoria apartment sounds “bashert” (Yiddish for “destiny”).

  3. Jared said

    It most definitely seems to be bashert, doesn’t it?? Did you notice the photo of the synagogue I came across?

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