Story of my life: Once I’m done with something, that’s when it suddenly becomes cool. The New York Times has discovered my previous neighborhood, Mount Airy.
Which I loved, but I absolutely hated those frickin’ cobblestones on Germantown Avenue. People used to mobilize to protect them every time the city wanted to pave over them, insisting they were part of the area’s Colonial charm — when they weren’t. They were put in place in the late 1800s. It was a nightmare, walking across the street on those things, and even worse driving. “Charm”? Bah, you can keep it.