A perfect Sunday afternoon can be interrupted with a traffic snarling street fair. I have never heard anyone say anything complimentary about these frequent events. This fair stretched through the Upper West Side.A scourge on the good people of Manhattan, these rain or shine, make-shift bazaars can run for blocks and blocks and are typically filled with inexpensive sock vendors, tourist t-shirt specials, greasy food and dozens of booths selling a host of miscellaneous non-native items. However, power shakes are good.
Even though there is something remarkably unsanitary about the scene pictured above, how can you not love a florescent lime green "I ♥ NY" t-shirt wearing man with a huge watermelon-chopping cleaver in his hand?
