What Kelly is laughing about

As you may have noticed, I’ve been seeing a lot of shows lately.  How do I do it without breaking the bank?  With time and flexibility in New York, I’ve learned how to play the game– and I’ll share it

I moved to New York the Wednesday before September 11th, 2001.  The planes hit the morning of my second day of school.  My mom called me from California, waking me up, to tell me that a plane had flown into

Tuesday morning I spent half an hour clicking refresh on my phone trying to get rush tickets for the Portuguese Kid. I was unsuccessful.  But then, later in the day I got an email saying I’d won the lottery for

On Sunday I decided to go for a walk.  The Little Red Lighthouse showed up on google maps and I wanted to find it.  I walked out of Amanda’s apartment, turned right on 181st Street and walked toward the water.

On my journey to see Hamilton the musical (I’m still working on getting tickets), I have read the long book that the musical was based on, Alexander Hamilton by Ron Chernow, I have devoured the book written about the musical,

I hesitated to share this story because I find it so funny that I don’t know if I can do it justice in writing.  But I will try. While Amanda and I were waiting in line to enter the venue

“Do you want to go see a children’s show at 10:30am on a Sunday?” Amanda asked.  Of course!  Her friend Melvin Tunstall III had written the book backstage while working as a swing in the Broadway show, Beautiful (The Carol

Amanda had mentioned Dutch Fred’s enough times that when we opted to meet in Midtown before seeing The Play that Goes Wrong, I proposed that we go there. I took a look at the cocktail menu And decided to start

One Sunday Amanda and I cooked up a pile of vegetables for lunch, so it seemed reasonable that we should have ice cream for dinner.  Ice & Vice had quite a reputation.  I looked it up on the internet, but

At the tippy top of Manhattan, above Central Park and next to the Bronx is Washington Heights (well, to me.  There’s probably some other neighborhoods north of Washington Heights).  I love ‘living’ in this neighborhood even more than I loved