Alumni of not only Princeton, but also Columbia (212 719 0380) and recently, Williams College graduates (212 697 5300), are invited to be members of this private club. There is a vast library collection, squash courts, a gym, over night guest rooms, and of course, a restaurant.
Having spent much of my younger days on a sailboat, and experiencing motion sickness every time, it was with some trepidation that I approached the New York Yacht Club. Fortunately, this magnificent beaux-arts structure has been firmly anchored on 44th Street since its dedication in 1901. Although it no longer houses the coveted America's Cup trophy, the stern-like windows decorated with seashells and dripping seaweed on the facade, and the well-known Model Room on the inside, still provide enough attraction for mariners and landlubbers alike.
Founded in 1889 by Cornell grads as a bastion for their kindred, the club began renting out space for their gathering activities in 1900. After bouncing around midtown, they moved into its current home in the late 1980s. Today, the space serves as a comfortable spot to congregate with fellow alums. In addition to their restaurant, there is a gym, library, and overnight guest rooms for members.
Since its initiation in 1959, Tony's Di Napoli has thrived as a family-run Italian restaurant. The menu, more specifically, is inspired by Southern Neapolitan cuisine. Everything at Tony's is served family style. That is, one portion is large enough to feed two or three people. Over the years, many in the world of show business have come through their doors, thus inspiring Tony's to memorialize their visits with portraits lining the wall. Some subjects of these paintings include Antonio Banderas, Hugh Jackman, Bernadette Peters, Whoopi Goldberg, Alec Baldwin, and Christina Applegate. The food was good, but for added entertainment, it was fun for some members of the Manhattan Sideways team to stroll around the restaurant trying to name everyone on the walls.
When the City of New York acquired this lot to house Engine 65 in 1895, clubs and residents around the area feared it would disturb the peace. Having calls since their very first night on the job, and as the first responder to Times Square, it became clear that the service was needed and soon became wildly appreciated. One of the firemen, Chris, told me this was something he had always wanted to do. “I love the camaraderie between the guys,” he said, a theme that seems to reoccur throughout all Manhattan fire stations.