I had one of those New York moments, and while it doesn't fit with my floral endeavors it has a nice place in my buildings tab.
My neighborhood bodega, one of the most important spots for us city dwellers. The place where you walk around your corner for just about anything; cold beer, a sandwich, the junk food you would never keep in your kitchen -it's all bought here. I can be seen lurking the aisles in my pajammas at all hours of the day and night because this place is an extension of my own apartment.
While half watching one of the zillion documentries on Andy Warhol and his factory stars- I saw it. I saw my very own corner of the city, recognizing where my bodega is now. A place that 40 years ago was the hottest spot, Max's Kansas City it's where Nico & The Velvet Underground got it's start, The New York Dolls, countless other bands and where Andy and his stars were spotted daily.
I'm not one to get oogely eyed over Andy and all of that, but I was struck- that place and time is now my corner deli. New York City, like a lot of places is chuck full with this stuff, and while say I know that, when it becomes this real, it does something funny to you. I guess one would call that a New York moment.
Read this blog if you want to explore further.
http://thisaintthesummeroflove.blogspot.com/2009/10/maxs-kansas-city-dates.html
Max's Kansas City closed in '81 (the year I was born) Bad Brains was on the lineup but they never played, it closed before.