We took Hannah to her new Harlem abode yesterday. We had taken a Harlem tour some years ago to see both the amount of new construction and residential rehabilitation going on, and to see some of the historic sights which remain (like the Alexander Hamilton house) and the commercial life of the area. But I don’t remember Adam Clayton Powell, Jr. Avenue (a/k/a 7th Avenue) which, north of 110th Street for about ten blocks or so is a major street with a dividing green median strip (think Park Avenue) and only pre-war (pre-almost any war, I’d guess) brick, elegantly designed mid-rise brick apartments buildings. These are beautiful blocks, all residential, no commercial at all. Now that’s the good news; the bad news is that there is no commercial at all. Even when you go one block either way, and the commerical development appears, it is not what you would like it to be. it is rather marginal; the more user-friendly activity is a few blocks to the west, but on the other side of Morningside Park.
Hannah’s building is red-brick, 6 stories, with several units on a floor. Her unit has three bedrooms, a foyer, living room, dining room, kitchen, laundry room, den/work room, and bath. Terrific for NYC. The building, a co-op, seems to have a complete mix of people, and to be quite welcoming and friendly, It looks like a nice place to hang out.
Now we did have the opportunity to have supper at a very good Ethiopian restaurant, Zoma, on 113th and Frederick Douglass (a/k/a 8th Avenue). Pleasant restaurant, pleasant service, excellent food (we had the vegetarian combo). After supper, I asked for coffee, and got an apology from the waitress that they only had “American” coffee. tht was fine with me, and it was quite good coffee, because we left the restaurant, walked back to the apartment and immediately hit the road back to DC.