On the weekends, SoHo, the warehouse wasteland-turned artist mecca-turned upscale shopping destination, is somewhat of a mess. Tourists and brave locals crowd its sidewalks and fill its stores. Walking down Broadway on a Saturday at 2 p.m. can feel like snaking your way through an oversold outdoor concert. Weekday mornings, however, are bliss. The side streets especially are devoid of all but a few people. It’s the best time to enjoy the charms of the cobblestones and cast-iron facades.
Here, a walk up Crosby Street.
*This is Why showcases moments that remind me why I love NYC.