06/06/2026
2026 OSRBRR MIDTOWN: This was the 30th Bread Route Race? Is that fu***ng right? What started in 2018 as an idea to honor my father, my grandfather, their work ethic, and the businesses they built to support our family, has grown into something I still have a hard time fully wrapping my head around.
My father took me to work with him from the time I was a kid through my early 20s. Those mornings and nights in the truck shaped the way I see New York, the way I move through it, and the way I understand what this city becomes after dark. At night, the city’s alter ego comes out for the people willing to look for it. Somehow, after all these years, having the streets to ourselves still feels just as special.
This Midtown route was a little different. It was still a Bread Route, but it also followed my own early years in Manhattan. The checkpoints traced the places I lived and worked when I first returned to architecture after FIT in 2003. My morning walks to the office. My old apartments. My old stomping grounds.
Last night, 350 people showed up at 2:00 a.m. to run through that history with me.
To every athlete, volunteer, photographer, and friend who came out and helped make this happen, thank you. It means more than I can really explain. These races are personal. They are about family, work, memory, movement, and the city at the hour when it feels most alive.
Thank you for continuing to ride my family’s bread routes with me. More to come on last nights madness.
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