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Means, motive and opportunity are the usual lenses that we use to examine crimes. In Liz Moore’s The God of the Woods, tragedy is explored through the impact of wealth, station and traditional gender roles. Ping ponging between the 1950s, 1961 and 1975, the story details the separate disappearances of two children belonging to the Van Laar family from Camp Emerson – a beautiful, wooded site in the Adirondacks. The first child, nicknamed “Bear”, vanishes during the 1961 end of summer annual “Blackfly Goodbye” – a decadent weeklong party to close out the season. The 9-year old’s grandfather said that they set out on a hike, but the boy went back for his jackknife and was never seen again. Bear’s parents have a second child, who the father insists they name Barbara, who is obstinate and oppositional. In 1975, when the book opens, she is missing from her bunk at camp – the second vanished Van Laar.
This novel provides vast opportunities to explore the role of wealth, class and family station on behavior. The Van Laars’ home at the camp bears the ironic name “Self-Reliance”. Intended to reference Ralph Waldo Emerson’s musings on the value of non-conformity, it is instead, the home base for the parents’ fight to maintain the status quo in all things. Rather than functioning independently, the family is wholly dependent on a large staff of locals who manage the estate and the camp. The entire enterprise is built by others and maintained by the work of town folk such as the Hewitt family. When Bear vanishes, suspicion is cast on a hired hand with devastating consequences to him and his relatives. The destructive impact of the Van Laar family’s behavior on these individuals is accepted as collateral damage.
For me, the most significant and interesting part of this work was the evolution of the roles of women and female characters across the span of the three decades of the story. Alice, the mother of the two missing children, is swallowed by the gender norms of the role she accepts. Marrying into a wealthy family, she subjugates any individuality to play her part well, adopting the clothes, mannerisms and suppression of opinions required of her. These expectations are communicated explicitly and leave her in a superficial flimsy existence that she copes with through alcohol. She is demonstrably unable to handle the challenges of life that confront her, including the death of her son.
Three other interesting female characters (Judyta, TJ and Barbara) represent different adaptations to second wave feminism. Barbara presents herself as an ungrateful, rebellious teenager, but is revealed to be searching for love and a positive female role model since her mother, though physically present, is emotionally absent. She finds it in TJ Hewitt, the fiercely independent camp director who wears androgynous clothes, has a steady job and is highly knowledgeable about the woods and survival. Some people suggest an inappropriate relationship between Barbara and the older woman. “I wouldn’t call it that. She just stays with me, makes sure I stay out of trouble. The Hewitts are like family.” TJ has carved out an unusual life for herself outside of mainstream society, but she owns it. “We can do as we please, if we only learn not to care so much about what people think.”
Judyta has tackled things differently. She is the first female investigator in Albany. Through her diligence, patience, intelligence and deliberate non-threatening approach, she slowly grows in confidence. Initially deferring to her male superiors, she earns respect and status. She is good at her job, and despite an instinct to be deferential, she pursues the truth. “Rich people, thought Judy—she thought this then, and she thinks it now—generally become most enraged when they sense they’re about to be held accountable for their wrongs.” Her family undermines her career choice at first, but when she refuses to abandon her goals, they ultimately express pride in her accomplishments. Her ascent is the hopeful note that acceptance of a new social order is possible.
There are many other things to focus on in this book – the role of relationships, secrets, education, grief, etc. But for me, the role of the women during this dawning age of feminism is of most interest. Liz Moore has created a credible world. The interactions between the rich family and their guests with the locals who depend on them for their livelihood is well crafted. The prose is lovely. Some of the characters feel incompletely drawn and I found the bouncing back and forth between times a bit jarring, but despite that, it was worth reading to see, among other things, how different characters broke free from their societal cages.
Visiting as many New York City Holiday Markets as possible over one weekend has become a December annual tradition. It’s my way of unofficially kicking off the Christmas season, and a reminder to embrace at least part of what makes the city fun. I map the market trips to include holiday lights and other shopping along the way. Usually, I go alone, but this year my sister was with me, making it feel more like a shared tradition.
Planning the Weekend
The weekend route can be flexible, as each market has a distinct vibe. Traveling in semi-geographical order makes sense and makes adding things in easier. It’s important to allow time for wandering or detours so the weekend isn’t rushed.
Weekends are very busy, and that energy feels right this time of year in short bursts. Midday into early evening works well, especially once the lights come on. Layering up, including a hat, gloves, and scarf, plus a tote for any extras, is part of my we’re-going-to-be-outside-for-a-while strategy. My sister refused to wear a hat and somehow managed not to zip up her coat for a good part of the day, which gave me a chill just standing next to her. I’m still shaking my head about this.
Day 1: Columbus Circle Holiday Market
Columbus Circle is one of the easiest markets to navigate. It usually feels calmer than the others, and it was a nice way to ease into the first day. As with any market, some stalls are quick passes and others are worth circling back to. I like doing a full lap before committing to anything.
This year, some favorites included unique jewelry, spices, and one-of-a-kind jackets. A fantastic hot chocolate from the No Chewing Allowed! stand became the first warm-up of the day. Running into extended family created the perfect catch-up moment, selfies included.
Being so close to Central Park makes it easy to step into nearby shops or walk through the park, depending on the weather and current energy level. This year, a quick loop through Williams Sonoma was enough to warm up before we continued.
Grand Central Market plus a Bonus Stop: TikTok Holiday Pop-Up
Next stop was The Grand Central Market. If you’re following along, we went from the west side to the east side and half a mile south to reach the smallest and only fully indoor market on the itinerary. Beneath the iconic, soaring ceilings, four corridors of holiday stalls offer everything from handbags and jewelry to unique art. We chatted with a few artists who were running their own booths and picked up a piece of Swiss chocolate at the SwissAir pop-up a few steps away. Whether this market is a must-see or a quick look depends on your interests, but it brought a different tone to the weekend.
This year, Grand Central also hosted a TikTok holiday pop-up where you could browse trending products, pick up gifts, and play games for prizes. There was more hot chocolate, this time with peppermint. They had a corner set aside for TikTok live streaming, and the space had a fun, energetic vibe.
Along the Way
Between markets, we passed street installations, decorated windows, lights, and holiday displays. There were quick warm-up stops and a few small purchases. Not being in a rush made it easier to follow whatever looked interesting. However, inching through the shoulder-to-shoulder pre-dinner crowd outside the Saks Fifth Avenue light show was my least favorite thing.
Day 2: Bryant Park Winter Village
Bryant Park was bursting with activity across its distinct sections. The skating rink and the après-ski-style lounge, which includes a pretty big bar, make it a destination beyond just a market. Even if you have no interest in skating, it’s usually less crowded than Rockefeller Center for people-watching. Because it’s New York, there’s always a mix of ages and skill levels on the ice, and the Zamboni is often met with cheers.
The layout makes it easy to spend almost a day here. Between shopping, eating, skating, drinking, and people-watching, time moves quickly. As always, the food stalls smelled amazing, and one of the longest lines was for the most over-the-top hot chocolate. We skipped this one, even though it was topped with s’mores-like melted marshmallow, because the line was nearly thirty people deep.
In another very New York moment, I ran into someone I used to work with and had a quick catch-up. Bryant Park always delivers at least one surprise moment.
Bonus Stop: Macy’s Holiday Square
The holiday windows at Macy’s Herald Square included a karaoke machine, and the crowd was happily singing their hearts out when we arrived. The flagship is fully decorated for the holidays, and sales are in full swing. The Macy’s Holiday Square market stalls are both indoors on the lower level and outside in front of the Broadway entrance. By the time we’d warmed up, the narrow lanes of the outdoor shopping area were overcrowded, so this was a quickest stop of the weekend.
Union Square Holiday Market
Union Square isn’t the smallest market, but its layout makes you feel tucked away from the city. The crowd feels lively rather than chaotic, especially earlier in the evening. I recently saw a post about the high cost of being a vendor here for the season, including renting the booth, building it out, staffing it, keeping it stocked, and taking it down in a very short timeframe. I thought about that when I bought a container of loose tea from a husband-and-wife team I wanted to support. The tea is good, and in my opinion, supporting a small business makes it taste better.
Union Square has more shops just a few steps away, and when it was time to warm up, we bought a few more things.
What Made the Weekend Work
This weekend worked because the layering kept us (okay, me) warm, the schedule was flexible, and the shopping lists were short. There was no pressure to stop at every stall or even buy something at every market. Somewhere between Bryant Park and Union Square, we realized how nice it was to move through the city with no agenda beyond enjoying it.
At one point, my sister also pointed out that if we kept stopping for hot chocolate, the weekend would turn into a chocolate-tasting tour disguised as a market outing. She wasn’t wrong, since after a quick visit to the Frick Collection, we ended up at Ladurée.
The weekend felt festive without being exhausting, and that balance is what keeps me returning to this tradition.
Wrapping it Up
The Manhattan Christmas markets work best when treated as a seasonal ritual rather than an agenda. A few neighborhoods, a few hours at a time, and the city doing what it does best. It’s an easy way to step into the season and appreciate how New York embraces the holidays.
