That was a great apartment. I loved getting to write my address as "such and such the Carriage House, Hastings-on-Hudson..." it felt so fancy. The above the garage apartment had a kitchen, a bathroom, a bedroom, an office, a den and a large living/dinning room. I hadn't had this much space since I'd moved out of my parent's house. It came mainly furnished, with a dishwasher and a back yard and was in a genuinely middle class neighborhood. I really felt like I was living it up there, albeit I hated having to drive to work. There was even an abandoned aqueduct trail that ran behind the house, which I could walk on for miles. Glorious, glorious place.