I’m a city girl (OK, an old city girl) from my taste buds that crave Chinatown Ice Cream Factory Pandam to the designer sandals wrapped around my size 8 1/2 feet.  I like looking out my kitchen window and seeing my neighbor’s blinds winking back.  I enjoy the sounds of traffic even if the fumes will eventually kill me.  I haven’t enjoyed a starlit sky in a long time but, hey, I can always hop a train to the diamond district to get a bling fix.  Yet, in the stillness of night, (we have night time stillness in Queens.  It no longer exists in Manhattan.)  I miss the country.  Specifically, I yearn for New England.