Seventh Street House

Love the fireplace mantel and the tall windows in my place. Kitchen is on the small side for a serious cook, but the gas range is solid and the dishwasher works well. Plenty of coffee within two or three minutes of the door.

My dog and I walk to Prospect Park every morning and back in under ten minutes. The building is small enough that neighbors say hello on the stairs. Leasing was straightforward and nobody tried to rush me.

The apartment itself is charming and the location is hard to beat. Four flights is four flights, though, and I underestimated that when moving in a couch. Maintenance requests get handled, sometimes a day or two slower than I'd like during the holidays.

We're in one of the three-bedrooms and having a washer and dryer inside the apartment is a game changer in a prewar walk-up. Light in the afternoons is lovely. The bike room means our bikes are no longer living in the hallway.

Good building, good block. The package lockers have saved me a lot of missed deliveries. Only knock is that the laundry room gets busy on Sunday mornings, so I've learned to go on weeknights instead.

Three blocks from the park was the selling point, but the apartment is what kept me. The brick wall and the old floors in my one-bedroom feel like the real thing, not a renovation pretending. The super lives in the building and fixed a sticky window the same afternoon I mentioned it.