On some level, I believe the following about New York City: I understand that its jarred salsa is subpar as compared to salsa made in Texas. Sometimes you'll go to a coffee shop with friends, and hijinx will ensue. Sometimes you'll go to a diner with friends, and hijinx will ensue. Depending on where you live, either Adam Gopnik or Brooklyn mama divine Ayun Halliday will be at any birthday party your child attends. Also, there is something about the sidewalks of New York that make it really quite comfortable to wear high heels.
I'm slowly replacing my pop culture knowledge of New York City with actual experience. My sister Erin and I are heading up there tomorrow. I can't tell you how excited I am, but "super-duper" might come close. We'll be at two events, one on Tuesday, one on Wednesday.
Otherwise, we'll be doing things like mooning about, having lunch with the excellent writer Carol Paik (yippee!!), and buying souvenirs for our kids. I cannot wait for the hijinx.