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I am a firm believer that New York City is the greatest city in the world because it has SO much character, energy and eccentricity. I knew this the moment I stepped outside Port Authority at the age of ten and a homeless man whacked me in the leg with a newspaper. So maybe yeah, I was petrified and my mother yelled "DON'T TOUCH MY DAUGHTER" in front of all the misfortunate city-walkers on 8th Ave. that morning, but I knew there was something different about New York City. I could just smell it. Or maybe it was the angry homeless man.
"Concrete jungle where dreams are MAAADE OHH there's nothing you can't do..." |
HKFM, 9th Ave, New York City |
Located on West 39th Street between 9th and 10th Avenues, Hell's Kitchen Flea Market (HKFM for short) includes vendors selling antiques, small collectibles, vintage clothing, modern items like home decorations and furniture, plus a TON of food vendors. My BU Dance Team teammate and I decided to try the Mozzarepa, a mozzarella "grilled cheese" sandwiched between two corn pancakes, and probably had enough calories to last us the rest of our NYC trip.
Bucu and me with the infamous Mozzarepas. |
A list of vendors is on display on the HKFM website (here). HKFM is always very social media savvy with the Twitter handle @NYCFleaMarkets updating the different vendors each weekend as well as re-tweeting some HKFM "favorite finds." They also have a Tumblr page called "Flea Speech," "a lifestyle hub for Hell's Kitchen Flea Market, Antiques Garage and West 25th St shoppers" as the page so clearly states.
Presh. |
I have a thing for street markets, I do admit, but the HKFM was such a fun experience. Have you ever been to HKFM? What was your experience like? Comment away!
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