"Urban ex-pats with rug rats"
Well, the street itself is a leafy dead end shaded by 200-year old sycamores. There's a gentle incline from the entrance to top of the street at a little cul-de-sac, which is semi-surrounded with new growth evergreens. The houses are a hodgepodge---15 or so on both sides of the street—of pre-1920s colonials, some with arts and crafts influences, and dressed with painted or stained wood shingles. The houses on the north side of the street backup to the backside of Mountainside hospital, which top floors are very visible in the winter when the sycamores are leafless, but in fairness the hospital is a good neighbor. Emergency vehicles turn off sirens after 7:30 pm and not before 9 am. What else? The street is a mini-UN with all nationalities represented, and many ex-manhattanities or brooklynites that wanted more space. There's at least one-kid per house. There are no less than 30 young kids on our small street. In fact, be careful: it's possible to conceive by just stepping foot on our block. Perpendicular to our street is Sherman Ave, which is also residential and quiet, but it does have a couple of terrible 1970s split levels. Traffic is light and the people are okay about keeping their dogs on short leashes. We've been there less than a year and folks are as friendly as can be. Door-to-door commute to midtown Gotham takes me 45 minutes.