Reader 2112, who wisely prefers to remain otherwise-anonymous, sends along this link to a WSJ article on the joys of Cos Cob.
Residents of Cos Cob, which stretches along the Mianus River, enjoy the rustic qualities of their neighborhood, where wild turkeys, deer, fox and coyotes might roam [they might if they hadn’t been turned into cacciatore – Ed], particularly in the northern section, where the lot sizes are larger. But they also prize their tightknit community, with smaller yards and closer quarters than those in some other areas of Greenwich. Cos Cob also has its own library and post office as well as a quaint commercial strip on East Putnam Avenue, lined with a mixture of long-standing mom-and-pop stores and chain establishments.
“It’s a happy medium,” says Renee Gallagher, co-founder of Round Hill Partners, a Greenwich real-estate firm. “You can walk to things in Cos Cob—in Greenwich proper you only have a couple of places to walk.”
Hmm – fine dining provided by Chicken Joe’s Grease Pit and the enormous selection of snacks at CVS, a “quaint commercial strip” comprised of a liquor shoppe, a vacuum cleaner store and a defunct barber joint and, of course, sixteen banks. I’m also not aware that Renee has been in Cos Cob since 1968, when she dropped her son Graham off at a Midget League game on Bible Street, and she probably doesn’t know that residents there walk instead of drive because their donkeys all succumbed to hoof-and-mouth disease years ago. But whatever: this is a good article to remind us all that, when reading a reporter’s coverage of something you actually know about, take the time to reflect on how much they must be getting wrong about subjects you aren’t familiar with.