In the summer of 1949, E. B. White sat in a New York City hotel room and, sweltering in the summer heat, wrote this remarkable, pristine essay. Perceptive, funny, and nostalgic, the author’s stroll around Manhattan remains the quintessential love letter to the city. This edition, published to mark the 100th anniversary of E. B.White’s birth, appears with a new introduction by Roger Angell.
” … the passing decades have done no harm to White’s brilliant essay … a gem among the season’s best books … ” -Town & Country




