New York Stories: John Roberts shares a New York memory
Guest blogger John Roberts shares a memory from living on the Lower East Side in the mid-’90s.
Fri Jul 12 2013
Photograph: Kate Butler
Welcome to "New York Stories," in which some of our favorite New Yorkers tell a story—funny, heartwarming, sad, whatever—about this great city. This week, John Roberts remembers the time he transported a holiday decoration on his bike.
Although I have so many awesome memories of the past 25 years of living in and loving Manhattan, one of my favorites is of the time I had gotten off work as the juice guy at Angelica Kitchen in the mid-’90s.
I lived on Suffolk Street at the time (which I now refer to as "Suffer Street" because I never had any money). My nickname was Coinstar. It was early December but that didn't stop me from riding my vintage bicycle that had chopper handlebars and a banana seat and pretending I was an old Puerto Rican man.
On the ride home I spotted some Christmas trees for sale and decided it was time to buy one. After choosing the perfect tree that I probably spent all my tip money on, I pedaled home with it on my shoulder, carried it up four flights of stairs and called it a day.