When I would come to New York City as a tourist, it was where I longed to stay…to visit…to shop…to dream. I think that the Upper East Side became the American Dream for many Millennials. Someday, I would work hard enough to enjoy an UES penthouse. Someday, the shopkeepers on Madison would all know me by name. Someday, I would have a corner Italian bistro booth that felt like home. Someday, I might be the next Serena or Blaire or, better still, Lily… Times have changed. I’ve changed. The Upper East Side has changed.
Many tourists to New York will not purposefully venture into our neighborhood. It hasn’t been showcased in a television series or a movie. It doesn’t have a catchy name like Chelsea, The West Village, or Hell’s Kitchen. It’s not one of the well-known acronyms like UES, UWS, LES, FiDi…If you end up here, you will be in the heart of East Side residences, neighborhood restaurants, cafes, and bars, and a major hub of transportation via the East River ferries at 34th St., the Queens-Midtown Tunnel, and the Grand Central Terminal at 42nd and Park.