Words simply cannot describe how much I love Coney Island. I’ve been going there since I was a kid. Man, has it changed. But there will always be Nathan’s. I cannot pass this iconic 101 year old institution without getting a chili dog. Yeah, I like hot dogs. Wanna make something of it?

February is the off season in this part of town—even when it is almost 60 degrees out! That makes me very happy. Not in a general way, because I appreciate the underlying cause of a 60 degree February day in NYC (ok many days), but in an ‘I’m sure glad I can play at the beach today’ kind of way. There’s a difference.

One of the good things about having the boardwalk pretty much to yourself is that you can hear the waves without having to be right next to the water. It was that quiet.

The only regret I had was that I was not allowed to visit my beloved Zoltar. Zoltar sits directly beneath the WonderWheel, (which you wouldn’t catch me dead on–95 years old, and it looks it). One of the many things I love about Zoltar is that he senses you and starts talking, even before you put your dollar in to get your fortune. Alas, he’s a three-season kind of guy. We’ll get together next time, after the park opens in April.