“Wait,” said my friend Scott a couple years back when I mentioned I’d never been to New York, “YOU have never been to New York??”
It was as if I had told him that I’d never seen a sunset or walked on a beach.
He was astonished that I — being the avid traveler and food and art lover that I am — had never been to the food and art capital of America.
“I’ve never had much interest in New York,” I said, which elicited a further jaw-dropped gape of astonishment. More
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