For the fourth summer, I’ll be spotlighting little aspects to life here that I love. To see previous Valentines, click the “Valentine” tag at the end of the post.

There’s something incredibly small-town and sweet about how bread gets delivered to restaurants (and yes, I know this happens beyond Tribeca). In a city where you can’t take your cell phone out on the subway platform without worrying it’ll be snatched, bread can just sit outside for hours?