As I walk down fifth, to my new office, I fantasize about dropping into Tiffany’s or Bergdorf’s for some lunchtime shopping. Or perhaps Escada where the shoes in the window have caught my eye, possibly even Pucci where a tight green dressy in fabulous print is calling my name. Then perhaps after work, dinner with the new boyfriend at Brasserie 8 ½ which I’ve wanted to return to since my twenty-first birthday dinner. But this is not simply a fantasy, it’s utterly laughable. Even if I had the…

Ovelia

I’m pretty excited to do the first installment in my new ‘hood: Astoria. And I can’t think of a better place to start than Ovelia, which basically embodies all the reasons I’m moving there. The restaurant, which is Zagat rated, is as trendy as any hotspot in Chelsea or SoHo with its funky décor and wait staff that looks like a bunch of Gossip Girls extras. (I mean that in a…