Grumblings from Earth’s Oven

There’s a lot of romance in New York City: walking down Brooklyn Heights Promenade at sunset; getting lost in the crowd, architecture and history of Grand Central Terminal; listening to street musicians in Central Park…for me, just being near 30 Rock makes me fall in love with New York. But all that romance, all that joie de vivre, shrivels up and dies in the summer. Read the rest of this entry »