Two Cities has a lot to be thankful for this year and as Turkey Day approaches, we have to stop and count our blessings. Here are just a few of the things our fledgling magazine has to be thankful for:
1. We have received many wonderful submissions for our first issue – more than we expected or hoped for in this short time. So we are thankful for all you hungry writers out there trying to get published! We look forward to reading more of your work in the future!
2. We have a functioning and vibrant site that people …Read article
iT’S AMAZING TO THINK THAT WHEN MY FATHER WAS GROWING UP, PASTA WAS EXOTIC. Just one generation prior, the experience of eating the cuisines of other nations was irregular, unusual, and infrequent. The nights my father had pasta were special “Italian nights”, and he didn’t eat Italian sausage (now his favorite food, something I was raised on) until his thirties. Now, thanks to the diversity of our cities, we’re able to enjoy foods from every corner of the globe. While New York may have us beat for sheer number and variety, Boston can offer a competitive array of eating choices. …Read article
It is difficult to get more than a few blocks away from an amazing restaurant in New York and they aren’t all pizza places and burger joints. The beauty of New York is that, rather than being a “melting pot” where people assimilate to American culture, it is a boisterous conglomerate of too many nations to count. There is amazing pizza to be found, for sure, but there are so many unique flavors to try that I may go weeks without a slice. I am an adventurous eater, as my co-editor will tell you, willing to try anything once. So …Read article
IT’S EARLY – seven in the morning. Early, at least, for a writer who tends to hit her stride at around four in the afternoon. But I teach writing at a university in Boston, and this semester I’ve drawn the short straw and am teaching the morning class. I cover my ears; I’m on the green line, heading around the bend out of Lechmere station, and the tracks always rasp and screech at this point.
Riding the train is how I have always gotten to know the cities I’ve lived in. They are the vein that injects you into downtown, …Read article
Running the marathon, I noticed many signs that read “You run better than the subway” or “You run better than the __ train!” I found the signs funny, especially the ones relating to the R, the train I take to work each morning. There has been some work being done on the tracks, causing service changes, besides the fact that the R is generally a slow train by New York standards. But when I stepped back and actually though about it, I realized that the New York City subway is one of the best things about the city.
When I …Read article
IT’S BEEN SIX MONTHS SINCE THE BOMBING THAT SHOOK MY CITY. Boston is not unique for having such violence invade its ordinary daily routines, its joyful rituals. It won’t be the last place that such appalling acts take place. But it does change things when you feel your own home, your place — yours! — as the target of cold blind hatred.
Today I’m thinking about the feverish week that followed that sudden explosion. The endless looping footage, the breathless (and often wrong) pronouncements by newscasters. I was at the marathon that day, as so many Bostonians were; I was …Read article
Tomorrow, I will be doing something crazy. I will be waking up early, putting on some spandex, taking the subway to the Staten Island Ferry and then running for 26.2 miles. For the first time ever, I will be running the NYC Marathon.
Running a marathon has been a bucket list item for me since I was a child, but it was one of those things I never actually thought I would do. You see, I actually hate running. But, growing up in Boston, the marathon was always a huge deal. I knew people who ran it every year, who …Read article
It’s a busy week for the editors of Two Cities Review! First on the Boston side of things, we enjoyed the controlled joy of winning the world series. Both of us were students in Boston during the initial, world-shattering 2004 world series win, and I know I remember how the entire city was swept up in that excitement. The front page of the Boston Globe was this single, primal roar of triumph.
But that’s old news — this week, our very own New York editor will be running in the New York marathon! You’ll be seeing her thoughts on …Read article