It's not too often that I find myself in this part of Manhattan. Usually it's when I have family in town and we have to make a touristy pit stop at Eataly, but sometimes it's nice to take some time out of your regular routine to get to know the parts of the city that are so "Manhattan" that you wouldn't normally think them worthy a second glance. The idea of Gramercy is just this, but boy is it beautiful, you can't help but meander it a little longer than normal. Ritzy as hell, but the architectural stimulation makes up for the upper class air of dapperness of it all, if you know what I mean. Or maybe it's the fact that I sort of feel like I've time-travelled to London every time I come here. Gramercy feels very old New York City, and makes me want to dig up a history book on Victorian-era America, and drink a hot toddy to go along with it. Nothing wrong with that now is there?