From One NYC Penthouse to "Another"

Two 29-lb. frogs, a sweet UWS concierge, and the bliss of being in the right place at the right time.

The other day my 4.5-year-old daughter asked me how old she will be when she gets her first phone.

“Sixteen,” I said very confidently, having absolutely zero confidence whether or not this is an accurate/appropriate time for a human being to own their first phone. But to me, this seemed reasonable, given as locals here, I want her to notice these are som…