New York, New York: the place so nice they named it twice: got a special NY memory?

Yes Lucille – I thought of you, too.

Hitting First Avenue after crossing the QB and seeing the thousands of people in front of me running the NYC marathon.

I have never been but I will go there someday and see every art museum I can.
My favorite place is the Outer Banks of North Carolina.I feel like I belong there….Manteo maybe? and one day hope to live out the rest of my life in that beautiful place. I would so love to drop dead there!! XD
@seazen—When I get my place there you are welcome to stop by for some iced tea:)

No NY memory, but will visit it someday. I want to see the entire city.
My favorite place is Hilton Head, SC. I will live there someday.

Walking through Soho on a snowy night to get some dinner on a Super Bowl Sunday. I was in town on business. I was amazed at how quiet it was.

@lucillelucillelucille Earl Grey. Hot?

Singing the song with other campers at the top of my lungs and having the park ranger tell us to stfu.

I’ve never been there, but if I ever do go, I want to eat my way across the city. I want NY style pizza, deli sandwiches, Chinese food and ethnic-fusion cuisine. I want to find all of the vegetarian places and decide which one is best.

I want to go to the Dakota Apartments to see where John Lennon breathed his last breath and go to his memorial site in Central Park.

I want to take pictures of the downtown Broadway area at night and I want to go to Chinatown.

I want to window shop at Xmas time in the snow and to see all of the displays and I want to ice skate under the tree in Rockefeller Center.

Going to the first MTV Video Music Awards. Seeing the audience down front greeting ZZ Top in long red beards. Moving my legs a million times so the guy down the row could go out and do cocaine.

Watching Billy Idol smash into my husband as he did endless circuits of Tavern on the Green at the after party.

In 1997, I worked in NY for PBS. We had antennas on top of one of the World Trade Center towers and I took my friend up to the very roof. It was an incredibly clear and beautiful full day. We sat on the roof with our feet dangling off. We could see planes… flying below us. We could see for dozens of miles. We could see all of NY and from the roof of the World Trade Center and it was magnificent. we probably sat there in amazement for 45 minutes.

The towers are gone now, and my experience that day is but a memory, one that can never be experienced again by anyone. But oh, what an experience!

Many many memories. When I was little I remember taking the train in and then going to the Automat for yummy macaroni and cheese (I have never tried the recipe).

I remember taking the Staten Island ferry with my mom once, because she just wanted to take a ride on a boat.

Shopping with my grandma.

Goind to the Planetarium and Museum of Natural history.

Going to Madison Square Garden with my mom to see the Beach Boys and watching her dance in the aisle. I was 9 and it was too loud, I had my hands over my ears. Haha.

As an adult I have fond memories of meeting my cousins at the Met Museum of Art.

Ferry to Ellis Island and the Statue of liberty.

Spending time with my sister.

Yummy pizza.

Central Park.

I guess it doesn’t really count because I’m from NY but every time I exit Penn Station (no matter how many hundreds of times I’ve done this) I am always immediately swept away by the city and how incredible the rustle and bustle is, the smells, how tall the buildings are, the smells… just all the amazingness that NY is.

I’ve posted a recent memory, but my childhood memory (1963) was coming into town to attend a monthly Children’s Music program in the basement auditorium of the Metropolitan Museum. It was conducted by Leonard Bernstein. Afterwards we had lunch at the Museum Cafeteria, and I always walked through the Egyptian section.

@SamIAm Me too. And, in the winter the men in their overcoats walking in, out and near the station. I rarely turn my head in any other location, but for someone reason near Penn Station, tons of black haired men everywhere, I always notice. I like dark hair.

Gosh, I forgot Nutcracker every year when I was a kinder at Lincoln Center. One of my favorite all time rituals. My mom loved the Candy Cane men. I loved the Chinese song and dance.

Ah, there are a few, but a gentleman has no memory.

Also, I was told today I’ll be going there next week. What can I say, it’s a dirty job but someone has to do it.

Seeing the original production of Urine Town, which was in a theatre that looked like it would be Urine Town (and had exactly 2 stalls in the ladies room for a 15 minute intermission after an hour of talking about everyone’s need to pee).
Soho, and how wonderfully busy and bohemian it felt.
The stench of the sewers, which, to this day, I still associate with a busy, wonderful, marvelous sort of feeling. Which is really much better than what most people associate with the smell of sewers.

@seazen_ Sure,no problem :)

Getting inadvertently stuck in the city, for a week. I was a teenager, and we were on our way back to Maryland after visiting Fire Island for the weekend, when our car broke down. We were in a two car caravan, and the car in front of us (driven by my friend’s mother) didn’t even notice we weren’t behind them until they hit Delaware! (This was pre-cellphone days.)

We ended up walking through the Bronx at like 3 in the morning, after taking the subway to our friend’s brother’s neighborhood. Three young women and one guy. We were scared to death! The brother’s tiny apartment, which he shared with his girlfriend, had to house six of us all week long… and there was only one bed! It took so long to get the car fixed that I got kicked out of summer school. Still, we had a blast!

I stopped my next door apartment neighbor in the Village from being murdered. Long story.

My favorite memory of NY was when I was 16 and I was running away to Canada. I remember looking out at the city lights and believing I would live there one day. It was absolutely amazing.

My favorite memory of the country took place in North Carolina. I own a huge farm near Bald Head Island. I was riding my horses with my boyfriend at the time and we went down to the ocean and spent the entire afternoon on our horses, taking in the ocean air. I miss those days :(

@Austinlad Wow!

I went to the top of World Trade Center & Empire State Building.

I was attacked once, he was probably on something or other. Big mistake. I won’t forget it though.

I lived on York Ave at 90th, around the corner from Gracie Mansion. When I walked my dog early in the morning along the river would occasionally run into John Lindsay on his morning walk. He always smiled and said hello and complimented me on my dog. I thought it was so cool.

Right now I am in Melbourne and just ate at a Korean BBQ, had kim chi and bibimbap and tempura prawns. I am so full but wow it was good.

I’m late on this question but I just discovered it and I wanted to answer!