Taking the D Train to the end of the line takes 45 minutes from Midtown Manhattan. Bobbing up above ground and then heading back underground makes the trip feel a … Continue reading Toasting Coney Island, Brooklyn
I think Rockaway Beach feels like home to those who typically make fun of beach holidays. Those who might be considered cynical. Those who might say, “IDGAF about my reputation.” Those who have more vinyl and leather than rompers and flowers. Those who have escaped their Caribbean roots. Those who value a pint over a mojito. I think this is the Rockaway crowd. They’ll let you have South Beach, just leave them and their beach alone.