Another article about Park Slope (ugh)

Ok, New York Times, I need to talk to you. I think you have a problem. Every time I turn around it seems you're talking about Park Slope again. A new French bistro on 5th Ave. A flea market on 7th Ave. Problems at the food co-op. So on and so forth. And now this, another piece about love-hate relationships with the Slope. Times, I think you're a junkie.

But you just couldn't help yourself. So this Park Slope resident writes about Park Slope and now all the Park Slopers are posting impassioned blog comments about how they've been represented. I'm sure they're divided over whether to reject the picture Sohn paints ("We're not all like that!") or to embrace it ("A child's growing brain needs organic gluten-free flatbreads after morning yoga!"). Yadda yadda yadda. I hope you all get priced out and have to take the train from Windsor Terrace to get your Kombucha tea from the co-op. See if you can get the workers on co-op cart duty to walk you all the way home. Good luck.

Shockingly, Sohn pokes fun at Park Slope but really, deep down, she loves it. Such a compelling contradiction, no? NO. Everyone feels that way, even people who don't live there (e.g., me... that co-op rocks).

This isn't newsworthy, and Lord knows what it's doing in the home section. This is about a book! Sure, Amy Sohn has a home in that neighborhood, if you want to get technical, but this isn't about her brownstone, which I'm sure is beautiful and artsy and filled with organic cleaning products. And it doesn't say anything interesting about the neighborhood that hasn't been covered within the past two months, I'm sure.

Anyway thanks NYT. Were this on my friend's blog I'd consider it a fluff piece, but somehow it ended up with a starter on the first page of the Home section. Sohn must have a great publicist.