I have never been to Hell’s Kitchen; either the restaurant or the suburb in New York.
When I think of the latter, I always conjure up images of rough, tough games of basketball, played with a metal chain hanging from the hoop.
Put simply, I think of New York as a basketball city. But what do I know?
Apparently, that idea isn’t too far from the truth. The New York Knicks are, as we speak, 1-0 up in the NBA finals, and the residents of the Big Apple are going bananas for it.
There is a lot of ways to measure enthusiasm, but the economist in me can never avoid prices as a key indicator.
I think this says it all:
