Even though I’ve lived here pretty much my whole life, every six months or so, I find things in the city that I not only had no idea existed, but make me love the place 20% more than I did previously. Over time, it adds up.
Into this category, go the peacocks that live on the grounds of the Cathedral of St. John the Divine. They live in big coops, and appear to have the run of the place. A kid from the summer camp told me there are five of them around, but I only saw these two. The white one is a female, and is technically known as a peahen.
The neighborhood, where the church is located, Morningside Heights, is really nice, though I’m not there often. It retains that old-school, Upper West Side vibe — there isn’t a Duane Reade or Sephora on every corner, and because of its proximity to Columbia, has an extra shot of intellectual buzzing. The sidewalk book-sellers have great stuff. I picked up a really good biography of Cicero, for seven bucks.