I've been recently spending time in Harlem. It goes without saying it's a place with character. Tonight, in particular, I went to a restaurant called Babbalucci on 126th. The food was good, but that didn't matter.
This part of town and this restaurant embodies the world I want to live in. I've never been to a place that was so culturally rich in such a relaxed environment. We weren't coming together to support a cause. This wasn't a march We were just there as humans. There were black people, white European people, Indian people, etc.
It was like experiencing fresh air for the first time.
I realized that I felt so comfortable, so at home, because I almost never experience this diversity in my life. I spent this past summer living in the Upper East Side. I'd often go to this one restaurant with my uncle. Every single staff member was black and Hispanic, everyone eating in the restaurant was white. This scenario isn't uncommon and it always makes me uncomfortable because I myself am Dominican. It creates an abstract division.
I fell in love with Harlem tonight.