There are some times I think I could pick up and leave New York, maybe for Portland or Austin or some much-touted but slightly out of the way haven of liberalism.

And then there are days when I haven't finished shopping for my bosses and their last day in the office before the holiday is tomorrow but my train doesn't get into Grand Central until after 10pm but I need wrapping paper and bags and bottles of Patron by 9am the next morning. Then I can rest assured that there must (by the laws of the universe) be a 24 hour Duane Reade near Grand Central and they must have wrapping paper and gift bags, and there's probably also a liquor store near either home or my office that opens before 10am.

And this is how my faith in the laws of the universe was confirmed, thanks to the fine establishment of Columbus Circle Wine and Spirits, which opens at 8am.