One of the things I've always liked about NYC is how the landscape is always morphing and changing. But it's a slippery slope.
Yesterday after the parade I walked with a friend through our old haunt, the Meatpacking District. Honestly I barely recognized the place. I couldn't believe how many ultra-swank lounges and restaurants are there now. Rio Mar, one of my favorite Spanish restaurants in the city, is closed. I laid eyes for the first time on the Ganesvoort Hotel and was stunned into stupor at the sight of that fancy cafe with all the outdoor seating in the formerly near-condemned triangle building at Hudson where Jay's Hangout and the Vault used to be. When I lived on 9th Ave right above the Old Homestead Steakhouse and Nick's Diner (both of which are still there), the corner in front of that triangle building was tranny hooker & drug dealer central! Now it's all Prada girls chatting away over triple low-carb lattes.