The smallest house provided us with a unique base slap bang in a great area of Manhattan - so much better than a soulless hotel it oozed charm and quirk and the outdoor space was a welcome treat, allowing us to soak up the noise and atmosphere of the village - but sadly no sign of Mr.Brown. We agreed with some of the other reviewers that the decor is a little tired, the place isn't surgically spotless and the TV's were unfathomable BUT these minor points were far outweighed by price, character and experience. High lights of the trip were the tenement museum, high line and frick collection as well as the usual incredible food halls and some magical jazz music in Central Park. Make sure you take your walking shoes and enjoy what has to be one of the greatest cities.