Author Archives: Unfolded NYC
Call me Isadore
Once upon a time, I worked for an exclusive, understated consulting firm that hosted an annual holiday party for the staff and a select few friends. One year, Mr. Unfolded decided to enliven this exclusive, understated event by bringing Don King. (Mr. U. … Continue reading
Late summer in the city
What a day for cycling! Temperate, light breeze, sunshine, the barest hint of fall in the light and the air. Traffic was nearly nil on Lafayette St. At the Union Square Greenmarket, one of my favorite farmers was selling ice pops … Continue reading
Girl Power
This mountain hill slope and I, we have issues. It’s steepish, bumpy and often crowded. I’m no longer nervous about riding down it, but climbing all the way up seemed an unattainable goal, until recently. My first Brompton, an M3L, could get me … Continue reading
The Facts of Life on a Brompton
The first week with Monty has been terrific, but I feel like a kid who just learned where babies come from and is still a little hazy on the specifics. This is my first bike with more than three gears, and I have only the sketchiest grasp … Continue reading
Rider in the Rain
Monty and I had our first experience in drizzle today, and all went well. Cycling in warm summer rain makes me happy. I got to try out the Origin 8 light bars, which are easy to operate and very bright. … Continue reading
Introducing Monty
The pain of Maggie’s loss is abating, helped along by the new man in my life. Say hello to Monty, a dashing M6L. Here he is from the right – And from the left – The guy doesn’t have a … Continue reading
Loss, remorse and (expensive) redemption
One moment Maggie was there. And then she wasn’t. How I could be so shockingly, senselessly stupid? Can I blame endorphins? Early Saturday morning, I rode downtown and took an exercise class. Then I headed over to Lafayette Street, which … Continue reading
Commute photos du jour
A favorite vista in Riverside Park Maggie checks out the transport competition
Low-tech. Life-changing.
I usually cycle in street clothes, often in a skirt or dress. (“Can I ride in this?” has become a major criterion when I shop for new duds.) Depending on wind speed and direction, this entails some risk of exposing more … Continue reading
Here, there and everywhere
“You run errands on your bike? That must eat up so much time!” said a friend. Well, no. For one thing, to paraphrase what Colette (or Freud or May Sarton – maybe all three) said of cats, time spent on a … Continue reading
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