Monday, May 31, 2010

It's Memorial Day Weekend!



Memorial Day weekend is coming to a close. TR and I spent the weekend in town. I had one open house on Saturday, went on one run and washed every article of clothing in the house. Now it's just me, the Dixieland channel on Pandora and a bottle of white Bordeaux that has to finished before sun down. Life's all about meeting objectives.

Last Tuesday: At the B5 Media party where Erin C. runs the much-esteemed Crushable.com. Best cocktail party I've been to in a while.


It was a very lively crowd.
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Sunday in the park with Andre.


Papa bear and his cub.
Papa Bear and cub

A mated pair.
Two attractive people

Attack of the giant, ginger baby!


Looking wholesome and clean. For once.


Bodega cat sleeping in the middle of the sidewalk. Those cats are hardcore. We could all learn from bodega cats.
Cat sleeping outside bodega

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Friday, May 28, 2010

Decisiveness: Let's Give It A Shot

This morning at a listings meetings I got some raised eyebrows from my colleagues when I made a crack about how a guy who came to see one of my listings yesterday came with his mother. As in, he needed his mother to help him pick out an apartment. This man was coming to New York City to be a physician. That's a pretty decisive job, and he needed a second opinion when it came to his living arrangements?

I don't ask much of men, particularly when it comes to business, but I do ask that they be decisive. Decisiveness, in general, is a quality I value highly in people, and more importantly, in clients. I will work with someone for weeks and find them exactly what they want and need, as long as they know exactly what they want and need. I don't care if they have a fleet of Siberian Huskies and a budget of $2000 and need to live in SoHo. If they can be decisive, then game on.

Mothers are also deal breakers. No place is ever going to be good enough for their little prince, especially if it's in an emerging neighborhood like the outer stretches of Williamsburg, Brooklyn. Obviously, I have a son, and if at age 28 Andre needed me to chime in about where he was living, I would be concerned and most likely tell him to grow a pair. Because what kind of son, or any kid in general, are you raising when they can't make a basic decision on their own, as an adult?

That is all.

Monday, May 24, 2010

It's The Murray Hill Street Fair!



Yesterday was the annual Murray Hill Street Festival, sponsored by the Murray Hill Neighborhood Associated. Food was definitely the star of the show. I always tell people you'll never go hungry in Murray Hill. Check out some of the eats:

Spices!


Pickles from Sarge's Deli


Enormous turkey legs


Heated over an open flame...
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Mmmm...primal
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It's easy to forget how close the neighborhood is to things.
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Classy music. This is Murray Hill, after all.
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Saturday, May 22, 2010

The Quotable TR: Saturday Night Special!

Me: Isn't it fun being a family man?

TR: I think I need some baklava.

Friday, May 21, 2010

How A Piece About Bordeaux Speaks To A Larger Issue In Journalism

A few days ago The New York Times ran this piece about Bordeaux, and how it's supposedly falling out of favor with young wine drinkers. A few of my friends forwarded me the piece, and wondered what I thought of it.

After an obligatory eye roll, I can tell you exactly what I think of it: I think it's nonsense. More importantly, it's yet another splashy headline aimed at getting clicks and forwards, the currency of attracting online advertisers. This is key, especially when discussing a news organization in the red as much as the Times.

Let's get back to the wine. The article submits that young wine drinkers are abandoning Bordeaux for other French wines, namely because Bordeaux is so expensive. Other wines, such as those from the Loire region and Beaujolais, are less expensive, but they also don't taste the same. Bordeaux is known for being full bodied and complex, and for a lot of people that's exactly what they want with dinner. Other times, though, you may want something lighter, which is when maybe something from the Bandol region might be nice.

To say that Bordeaux is falling out of favor is ridiculous. To hear it coming from a food writer is even more perplexing. Yes, Bordeaux is expensive. So are BMWs, and there are reasons for that. If you want a cheap wine, try a gallon of Yellow Tail, but if you want something that goes well with a steak dinner, a cheapo is not going to cut it. Brodeaux is also not as outrageously priced as the piece might lead you to believe. Chateau D'Arcins has a wonderful 2005 Bordeaux that you can pick up anywhere for less than $25. Chateau Puy-Blanquet, which I often send to clients, also has a 2005 Grand Cru that retails for about $30.

Wines are, ultimately, a flavor. Some you will like, others not so much. I don't like pistachio ice cream, but I wouldn't tell someone not to eat it or that it's not fashionable. The wines of France are a varied bunch, and worth exploring on every level. To compare them as one lump group is doing them a disfavor. Perhaps this writer might consider putting down his Trader Joe's Two Buck Chuck and try some new things.

I have a student in my class right now, a former quant, who often talks about his frustration with the media and how they report financial issues. He also laments sensational headlines that don't really explain the problems clearly, that often treat bankers and traders as, in his words, "mad scientists in a backroom." As someone who put together the formulas that moved our markets, he hopes to write about it with an expert's perspective.

Overall, maybe that's the problem. Maybe the issue these days is not only are news outlets competing for eyeballs on the web -- hence the crazy headlines -- but some journalists simply don't have the background to write intelligently about their beats. There's been a lot of turnover in the industry lately. Someone who was writing about entertainment a year ago might take a business writing gig to pay the bills, knowing nothing about the markets. Everyone needs to make a living. Maybe this Bordeaux piece is just symptomatic of a larger issue across the field.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

This Never Happens When I'm At The Library...

The New York Public Library is facing some pretty steep budget cuts, cuts that could close branches.

As an avid library user, this makes me sad. At least once a week I'm in the main reading room working on things, and I peruse the stacks often. Even Andre and his babysitter makes trips to the children's section as part of their regular routine.

The NYPL and an improv troupe made the following video to help raise awareness of the cause.

You can make a donation here.

Williamsburg has come into its own since I came to New York City eleven years ago. What used to be a dirty, hipster enclave has matured into a clean, hipster enclave with lots of new developments. And cafes!

Below is such an apartment in a new development. It's a large one bedroom with gorgeous shared outdoor space. It's off the Lorimer stop on the L train.

Slideshow below. Full specs here. $1800.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

After Saturday's Race

Another weekend, another race. Saturday morning found me doing an entire loop around Central Park -- a true 10K. I finished in 1:05, which is horrendously average. I need to get the lead out!

Proof that subway workers are not totally heartless: I left the house on Saturday morning all ready for my race -- until I realized I had forgotten my Metro Card! How to get from Grand Central to 59th Street without paying a fare?

The answer is charm and a drop of desperation. Since I was outfitted in my running gear, and even had my number pinned to my chest, I told the nice man in the booth that I had forgotten my Metro Card, could I just slide through? I was a New Yorker, after all, and I've bought thousands of dollars of subways fares in my eleven years in this town. He smiled and passed me through. Maybe he's a sucker for a gal in a tank top.

When I was done I gave the same story to the woman at the 57th Street station. "No problem, baby," she said. Maybe I smelled of sweat and she just wanted to get rid of me.

Right after the race (and a shower) I took out a client, the sister of a friend, and we had an almost fruitless hunt of two bedroom apartments. Almost. (Two bedrooms are notoriously wily creatures, existing more in theory than in practice.) For what it's worth, there is an enormous two bedroom on 57th and Second Avenue with a terrace for $4750. Doorman building!

Just as I was about to go home, I started getting phone calls and text messages from several family members about a confirmation party in Connecticut that I never got an invite for. Lost in the mail? Who knew? But the entire Millard clan was convening in Westport. Who was I to miss out? I packed up Andre and hopped a train to greener pastures.

As soon as we arrived, Andre discovered a drum set in the yard. Because no Millard party is complete without a live band.


Take a baby to a party, and you'll never have to worry about him. Everyone will want to give him a snoogle.


The older and redder he gets, the more I wonder if I actually had anything to do with creating this child.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Murray Hill One Bed With Yard -- $2595

Summer rental season is nothing if not exciting. A $2500 one bedroom will fit the average single person, but the average single person won't have an enormous backyard.

Specs here. Photos below. It's still being patched up a bit.

Tonight! Everyone Should Go To This!


, originally uploaded by La Pauline.


Some of my lady writer friends are offering massages and acupuncture during tonight's reading. There will be booze.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Mother's Day!

These past two weeks have been nuts. Everyone and their tree has come out of the woodwork looking for a place to live. I even went to Brooklyn! (Well, Brooklyn Heights. Let's be civilized.) It's been a dizzying routine of showings, lease signings and check collecting. Sunday, being Mother's Day, afforded me one day off. I started the day early with a quick race in Central Park. After hosing myself down I spent the afternoon napping. In the evening, the ladies came by for dinner at Penelope, the girliest restaurant in Murray Hill, if not all of Manhattan.

Since I've been so busy lately, these two have spent a lot of time together.


It got a little quiet on Sunday afternoon, and I thought TR was in the kitchen cleaning. I went over to see what was up, and instead found the scene below. Since Andre and I have otherwise taken over the apartment, TR has been reduced to turning the tiny kitchen into his man cave. He's even sitting on top of the wastebasket.
Tom's new man cave

Two gingers


The ladies came by for a dinner outing.
All the ladies

Heather and Andre got a long quite well.
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And Peppe took a shine to her suede boots. This, coming from a cat who spends 90% of his day asleep under the bed. But for a pair of Italian boots, he turns on the charm.


Erin tries to charm Andre


Heather et moi. I've been rockin' much flat hair lately.


Erin et Jen

Murray Hill One Bed With Wrap Terrace -- $3650

In my never ending quest to laud the virtues of Murray Hill, I offer this amazing one bedroom with wrap terrace. It's in a doorman building with a small fitness room, laundry and pets are OK.

A unit like this in SoHo or the West Village would easily be over $5000, but live in the East 30s and it's yours for a mere $3650, and no broker fee.

Full specs here. Slideshow below.

Sunday, May 09, 2010

Weekend Warrior


I started Mother's Day off with a quick four mile race in Central Park. It was cold out, and TR and Andre smartly stayed home. I finished in just under forty minutes.

Sunday, May 02, 2010

This song is way too catchy

It's been on heavy rotation in my iPod. I wasn't aware there was an opening in the Rat Pack, but Michael Buble seems to have created one for himself.