Doctors! The doctors are here!
One thing we have around here are doctors.
Craig was sitting outside Birch Coffee on E. 62nd Street, drinking the brew, enjoying the fine UES spring, when an older gentleman arrived with a long-haired German Shepherd. He asked Craig to keep an eye on the canine while he went in for his Joe. They (Craig and the pooch) were having a good time playing . When the man came out, they chit-chatted. Turned out the fellow lived upstate and preferred being there, but, he told Craig, “I keep a place here for the doctors.” He thus has a pied-à-terre someone near Sutton Place.
Hic sunt medici. Here are doctors.
The Romans wrote “Hic sunt leones,” here are lions, on maps of the empire’s primitive outskirts. These were places where they considered the natives fierce and not too clever. It is said that a map of today’s Britain was so labeled.
Did you see this recent piece in The Wall Street Journal?
It features a retired couple in Miami who simply couldn’t duplicate their relationships with first-rate Upper East Side doctors down in Florida. They needed their specialists at the Hospital for Special Surgery, Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center, Mount Sinai Hospital and Lenox Hill Hospital. And so they bought a loft nearby.
Rebecca Cavallaro of Sotheby’s International Realty — East Side Manhattan Brokerage told the WSJ that such buyers are targeting so-called med-à-terres in the $2 million to $5 million range, sometimes well above that.
Meanwhile, some rich retirees are taking the direct route of not selling their UES apartments. Cavallaro adds, “People are keeping New York homes because New York is New York, and that includes their doctors.”
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