The Melting Pot
The 4th of July has come and gone and so, we hope, has our recent streak of broiling-hot weather. (Hell’s Kitchen, indeed.) Our personal cooling-down strategies: abusing office A/C (which is at least 10 degrees cooler than the window units in our sauna-like brownstone), answering the dual siren calls of the ice-cream man’s perpetually creepy jingle and the music wafting from the beer-chilled bar around the corner, and visiting the city’s “pop-up pool” that opened last Friday under the Brooklyn Bridge. (What is a pop-up pool, exactly? And how does it differ from an inflatable one?)
To be fair, there’s one thing we can thank this scorching heat for: Read More
