So, it seems like it might be okay at breakfast. But they also found the food pretty bland at other times. Okay, then, we’ll try it for breakfast.
So, it seems like it might be okay at breakfast. But they also found the food pretty bland at other times. Okay, then, we’ll try it for breakfast.
Tiny Cat Pants 
This story made me think of you. Imagine, people in New York are so attached to their public parks that they actually fight over which one is best!
As someone who moved from NYC to Nashville within the last year, let me tell you: New Yorkers will fight over ANYTHING and can be really provincial in sticking up for their neighborhood or borough (and it’s one city with two damn baseball teams, for pete’s sake, so it’s made for fighting). Plus, there’s so little greenspace in the city that people get really, really attached to whichever park is closest to them.
All that said, though, Prospect Park kicks Central’s big, tourist-ridden ass.
Ya know, that’s a lot like saying that an English garden kicks a French garden’s ass. It’s all according to taste. Both of those parks were designed by Frederick Law Olmstead, the greatest park planner of his day, and they were deliberately set up to be different. Prospect Park is meant to be less manicured and planted; Central Park is meant to be more ordered and full of created delights and diversions. Both of them have been maintained pretty well in the spirit in which Olmstead set them up, and both are pretty wonderful.
Signed,
A Former Resident on Pelham Parkway, where we didn’t have to go to some park to see trees’n’birds’n’animals because they were right there in the center of the road. So take that, silly island boroughs
Yebbut, Brookyn rules! So there!
(No , seriously, I really enjoyed both the Vaux /Olmstead creations while I lived up there. Central Park was the only thing that kept me sane my first year in Manhattan. Me and another homesick girl at my school who was from North Carolina would take our books and go study in the middle of the Ramble, where if you sit really still, you can’t see any buildings.
But I lived near Prospect Park for seven years and it is very near and dear to my heart. I even proposed to my husband in a gazebo in the Ravine. So I’m just the tiniest bit biased.)
I lived next to the Bronx Botanical Garden, which was also pretty nice. But, really, the best thing about the Bronx is that you didn’t need to “go to the park” because (in most of the borough) there was lots of green all around.