Blog posts about living in, understanding, and finding the best of mavenhood.
The Blog
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.
For as long as I can remember, it’s been a tradition in our family to make Christmas cookies and give them away to the people in our lives. People we love, people we don’t see enough of, people that live close to us, people that used to live close to us, teachers, colleagues, and life-long friends.
Ask me how to get on the Christmas cookie list, and I may joke that you either have to name your kid after one of us or knock off someone else that’s already on the list. But honestly, say one wrong word about the cookies or give us a “suggestion” on what you would do better, and you’re off the list. Don’t even jest that you don’t need cookies…’cause you won’t get any. Just ask my friend who told me she had put on a few pounds and didn’t need cookies one year, so I sent them to her address with just her partner’s name on them, and a note enclosed saying he didn’t have to share because she told me she didn’t need any. Needless to say, she never made that mistake again.
How the Baking Marathon Started
But seriously, the tradition started with my mom and her oldest sister when my mom was about 8 years old. My aunt would make fruitcakes, and Mom would make little spritz cookies with a set my grandma gave to her. Grandma put Mom’s cookies out at the family Christmas celebration that first year, and Mom’s cookies were so popular that Grandma asked her to make more and more each year.
When Mom got married, Grandma would give her money to make cookies for the family celebration, and Mom’s cookies got increasingly more elaborate. She started taking them to the holiday parties she was invited to and giving them to the older people who lived in her neighborhood. Everyone loved them! And a family tradition was born.
When Making All the Cookies Became a Tradition
I truly don’t remember not making cookies at Christmas. I remember the year our pipes froze, and we had to wash dishes in a wash pan in the bathtub. I remember dropping cookies using a tablespoon and being instructed to keep them all the same size…ok, I don’t remember that part because I wasn’t trusted to drop cookies…But I remember my sister dropping cookies using a tablespoon and being instructed to keep them all the same size. I remember having a dark-colored cookie sheet and a light-colored cookie sheet and having to swap them in the oven midway through baking to make sure the cookies all ended up the same color. I remember the old-school nut chopper that, if you chopped too hard, made the nuts at the bottom into a fine powder, instead of making them uniform in size. I remember getting in trouble for licking our fingers while we were baking. I remember my mom staying on us to instill the proper technique so each and every cookie was beautiful and did not look like a 6 and 8-year-old made them. I remember the year I lived far away, and my mom and sister sent me a picture of my baby niece with a mixing bowl and a spoon, “mixing” cookies, because I still hadn’t graduated to “mixer”. But most of all, I remember how happy people were to get our cookies at Christmas.
Each year, we bake more than 200 of each of 16 different kinds of cookies and 5 types of candy, plus dog treats for our furry friends. There are cookies we’ve made since the beginning, like Holly Wreaths, and other cookies that have come and gone over the years. We all have our favorites, though they’re all our Mom’s favorites.
How We Make it Work Every Year
We’ve instituted rules like: Christmas Cookie Baking Weekend is not the time to try a new recipe, leave the spatula where it belongs, and never ever ever use real butter in the Russian Tea cookies. We all know our “roll”; Mom is the dishwasher and task floater, my sister is all-time mixer, my oldest niece puts the finishing touches on and is the master of lemon zesting, my youngest niece is the decorator, and I’m a professional cookie scooper.
We’ve faced questions like, “How do you half an egg?” Why do we have so much powdered sugar left? Where did the spatula go? How did we lose an entire pan of cookies? Who has the New Kids On The Block Christmas Album cued up? How did we do this before we had all of these new gadgets? Are we getting too old for this? And, do you think we can do this last batch in the toaster oven? (To be fair, that last question was asked at 11 o’clock of the second night when the cookies we were working on took 20 minutes in the oven and we were exhausted…and Mom went to sleep early and wasn’t around to reprimand us.)
Cookies and Christmas
Over the years, lots of things have changed, my nieces are old enough to do more than put M&Ms on top of the cookies, we have a cookie scoop that is perfectly measured to keep all the cookies the same size, we use silicone baking mats and have a convection oven so the cookies bake evenly, we have a professional size mixer…even though I can’t use it because I still haven’t graduated to “mixer”.
My mom didn’t expect her little spritz cookies to turn into an annual weekend project where we bake and box more than 3,500 cookies and candy pieces. I can’t imagine a Christmas without it. But the tradition and the joy our cookies bring remain, and hopefully will even when I’m so old that my nieces and their kids are making cookies without nuts because I can’t chew them, like we used to do for my Grandpa!
