Our post-prandial Thanksgiving stroll, around 9:30, took my daughter and me up Broadway from 63rd. Every few blocks we passed pairs of big flatbed trucks with North Carolina plates, loaded with pine trees to create an instant mini street-forest. (Copse? Spinney?) Through year’s end, Christmas tree sellers line the avenue. There is a precise starting time for this amiable institution: midnight after Thanksgiving. Green Friday. All the way home the air was redolent of pine. I’ve smelled a lot worse along this stretch of Broadway.
Randy Cohen, l'ex ethicist del New York Times, ve lo ricordate? Questo è un suo post su Facebook.
E a Milano, quando innalzano l'albero di Natale in piazza Duomo?