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‘She Was Often the Only Bright Spot in My Otherwise Grim Days’
Food Cart
Dear Diary:
I was near Central Park South for a doctor’s appointment, so I decided to stop at a food cart I used to frequent when I worked in the area.
The cart was owned by an Egyptian couple. The woman who worked there gave me a free banana and said “love you” without fail every day.
She didn’t know that I was going through a rough time, and that she was often the only bright spot in my otherwise grim days.
As I got in line on this occasion, I worried that she wouldn’t be there anymore and that if she was, she wouldn’t remember me. After all, it had been six years.
But there she was, at the rear of the cart. We made eye contact, and she kept looking back at me.
“Did I see you at Costco the other day?” she asked.
I smiled and shook my head.
She stepped in front of the cart. Her shirt said, “I love you.”
“No, no,” she said. “I remember you.”
She gave me a free bagel and told me proudly that her daughter was a big shot at Chase now. She told me to come back soon.
As I walked away, I began to tear up. I wished she knew what her kindness had meant to me all those years ago.
— Kelly Krause
Puzzling
Dear Diary:
I’ve taken the A to work for 20 years. And for 20 years, I’ve done puzzles on the train during the ride.
I didn’t think there could be any more firsts for me on my commute after so long until a recent morning.
As I sat there working on a Sudoku puzzle, a man stood over me telling me where to put the numbers.
At first, I was inclined to tell him he was out of line. Instead, I complimented him on his ability to read backward, and we did the Sudoku together until he got off the train.
— Sandra Feldman
‘Misty’
Dear Diary:
I walked to the Brooklyn Heights Promenade at the end of a long week. I planned to go for a run after taking in the view for a few minutes.
Golden shadows danced tenderly against the red brick that flanks one side of the ramp down. Tree branches and falling leaves were momentarily etched by orange rays. The sky was pink and glorious.
Two young men set up their saxophone, electric guitar and small speaker. The music started so gently: “Misty.”
The saxophone carried the melody. I settled against the fence, my back to the skyline, and watched, an audience of one.
A man in a red flannel shirt slowed to a stop. His hair, brownish and thinning, shined in the setting sun. His face softened as the music played. He caught my eye with a quick smile and settled against the fence a few yards away.
We stood and listened together, taking in the dying leaves on the trees, the people of New York and the beautiful music.
When the song ended, he clapped first, and then I joined in. The musicians nodded. A prickling of tears in my eyes, which had begun at the start of the song, grew as I wondered what to do next.
The man approached the musicians. I turned away and started my jog. I thought about my endless nights alone in my room.
A few minutes later, I saw the man who had been listening to the music walking in my direction with a grinning woman at his side.
I caught his eye for a moment, and I think he recognized me before I looked away. My face, already warm from the run, sizzled more.
The sky was starting to darken. As I turned, I saw my shadow, indistinguishable from the pavement.
— Dylan Nadelman
Albertine
Dear Diary:
What do I know about France?
What do I know about French bookstores in New York City?
Not much is the answer to both questions.
But I do know about sisters.
And I saw two sisters in the French bookstore.
It’s not like I asked them: “Are you sisters?”
I didn’t need to. I could tell by watching them amid a dispute.
When sisters have conflict, their reactions are unique.
Sister #1 said something I couldn’t hear.
Sister #2 replied: “In Malaysia, people don’t mention the tiger for fear it will draw him out.” I’m not sure if this was an allegory, but for a moment, the moment became sharp. Coincidentally, in a moment, after that moment, the sisters hugged each other with their eyes, while allowing each other red carpets of retreat.
I didn’t end up buying a French book.
Instead I considered sisters.
Before leaving in pursuit of ice cream.
— Danny Klecko
Tasty Contraband
Dear Diary:
We were waiting to get into a comedy show in Brooklyn on a Thursday night. Members of the venue’s security staff were checking bags.
“No drinks,” they hollered. “No food. No cookies.”
Pieces of fruit were confiscated. Some people had their chocolate taken away.
After clearing security and heading for the entrance, we saw a box filled to the brim with delicious contraband: apples, bananas, oranges and, to top it all off, a large, vacuum-sealed package of cooked octopus.
— Betty Tsang
New York
$140,000 a Year in Manhattan: Pizza Is a Treat, and Old Toys Are New
How can people possibly afford to live in one of the most expensive cities on the planet? It’s a question New Yorkers hear a lot, often delivered with a mix of awe, pity and confusion.
We surveyed hundreds of New Yorkers about how they spend, splurge and save. We found that many people — rich, poor or somewhere in between — live life as a series of small calculations that add up to one big question: What makes living in New York worth it?
Kerry McAuliffe weighs that question every time she looks up the cost of summer camp for one of her three children or opens a stuffed closet in her Morningside Heights apartment, close to Columbia University in Manhattan, and has a basketball fall on her head.
“We’re in a place where it’s very tight,” Ms. McAuliffe said. Her family of five lives on $140,000 a year.
Their housing solution: become the super
The family’s monthly rent — $2,700 for their three-bedroom apartment — is their biggest expense, as it is for most New Yorkers. But they have a hack to make their housing more affordable: Ms. McAuliffe’s husband, Jake Kassman, is the superintendent for their building and the one next door.
He took on the super job a few years ago, after the couple’s first child was born and the family realized they wouldn’t be able to live only on Mr. Kassman’s roughly $110,000 salary as an M.R.I. technician at Columbia University’s medical center. Ms. McAuliffe had left her job in education around the same time, because the cost of child care would have canceled out her paycheck.
There are perks: The family now takes in an extra $30,000 or so a year, including a few months of free rent, and their landlord recently let them knock down a wall to take over an extra bedroom in a vacant unit next door.
‘Someone gets financial aid. Why not you?’
Ms. McAuliffe and Mr. Kassman spend much of their free time plotting how to provide their children with as many opportunities as they can, while weighing the cost of school and activities.
The family had never seriously considered private school until a chance meeting on a playground a few years ago. Ms. McAuliffe was speaking with a neighbor who encouraged her to apply for financial aid, asking: “Someone gets financial aid. Why not you?”
The family applied to the nearby Cathedral School, which costs about $65,000 a year, and received a package that would cover more than half the cost for their daughter.
The couple’s eldest has started to ask about the after-school activities and camps that many of her friends go to. The couple splurged on a week of theater camp, which cost $1,000, and a season of swim team at the local pool, which runs $800, for her.
But Ms. McAuliffe feels a pang of guilt whenever she signs her daughter up for an activity, because she can’t afford classes for the younger children, both boys.
“One day we’ll have to do a reckoning of where the funds go,” she said. “My son is like, ‘Can I do swim team?’ And I’m like, ‘We’ll see.’”
They cut back on babysitting but splurge for pizza night
Since nearly all of the family’s budget goes to rent and education, Ms. McAuliffe and Mr. Kassman have made peace with the fact that the frequent nights out and elaborate birthday parties that other families can afford are not part of their lives.
The couple gets a babysitter only about three times a year, so they can go out to dinner for each of their birthdays and their anniversary. They know it would be good for them to go out on their own more. But, Ms. McAuliffe said, “I’m trying to come to terms with the idea that this is a chapter in life, and hopefully we’ll be able to grow old together and talk about those things later.”
The family’s weekly treat is Friday night pizza delivery, which usually costs $25.
For the rest of the week, Ms. McAuliffe tries to keep the weekly grocery bill to about $300. She relies on quesadillas and pasta to feed the whole family, and is relieved that all three kids happily eat broccoli. But she worries about how much she’ll have to stock her fridge once she has two preteen boys in the house.
On weekends, the family mostly sticks to the city’s bounty of free parks and playgrounds.
The couple has a car, which they use to go visit family on Long Island. They sometimes take day trips upstate, to a farm or a hike, but usually drive home at night to avoid paying for an Airbnb. Just the cost of gas, an activity and a meal for the day usually runs them about $300.
Their Christmas strategy: Old toys are new
For Christmas, Ms. McAuliffe wrapped the open puzzles and toys that her oldest child had grown out of to make them look like new gifts for her younger children.
Instead of birthday parties where the whole class is invited, Ms. McAuliffe has each of her children pick a special activity, like a trip to the Statue of Liberty, that they can attend with a friend.
The family’s sacrosanct splurge is a short summer vacation, usually four nights, somewhere within driving distance of the city, which typically costs about $3,000.
That tradition helps the couple feel better about skipping so much of what their peers can afford. None of her children has ever been on an airplane, and she doesn’t expect that to change soon.
Ms. McAuliffe recently spoke with a friend who grew up in New York but left the city because of the cost of living. He asked her why she was staying, when life could be so much easier somewhere else.
“I just like being in New York,” Ms. McAuliffe said. “There’s so much to do the second you step outside your door.”
We want to hear from you about how you afford life in one of the most expensive cities in the world. We’re looking to speak with people of all income ranges, with all kinds of living situations and professions.
New York
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