August 14, 2000 Issue
"Frank Lucas was as bad as they come. But the guy was a pisser. A pisser and a killer. Easy to like. A lot of those guys were like that. It's an old problem."
-- Judge Sterling Johnson, "Gangster Rap"
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BY GAEL GREENE
You already know that Alain Ducasse is a French folk hero. That he's opened the most outrageously expensive and fussy restaurant in the city, with ranks of Stepford servers and an assortment of twenty pens to choose from to pay your bill. But price and pedigree and pretensions aren't the point: For the Insatiable Critic, the proof is in the amuse-bouche. Can a globe-trotting chef produce a consistently sublime meal? We ask Gael.
Frank Lucas ran the most legendary dope ring in Harlem, smuggling heroin from the poppy fields of Vietnam in the coffins of dead soldiers. Even the prosecutor who put him away can't help liking him. Now, after the fancy cars, the opulent furs, the pricey pads, and the offshore accounts, all he has left are the stories -- like the one about Kissinger's jet.
On the Waterfront
When the isolated harborside neighborhood of Red Hook was about to be trashed by a huge garbage-transfer station, community leaders, business owners, and people from the projects all joined together to fight City Hall. But now, with real estate booming and Fairway wanting to move in, leaders of that united front have declared war -- on each other.
Ruby Foo's, the W hotel, Nobu. Designer David Rockwell is famous for exuberant, theatrical spaces. When it came to his own loft in TriBeCa, the focus was on family fun, and the roof was his playground.
Blacks in blue: The NYPD's Eric Adams takes the spotlight
GOTHAM REAL ESTATE
How Manhattan brokers were dragged into the information age
New York goes head over heels for the shoe-boot
The National Interest
Colin Powell's speech flies, John McCain's tanks: The convention's speakers reviewed
George W. spent last week stroking the center. Has he left himself open on the right?
The return of the little red trike; patchwork duvets
Launderers who really care about the care of your shirts
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BY SHYAMA PATEL
Get sporty: Athletic watches that won't cramp your style
An empty-headed update of The Invisible Man; Clint Eastwood's geezers in space
In his new play, Tabletop, Rob Ackerman finds truth in advertising
The Lincoln Center Festival is reliably risk-free
Tom Selleck plays a presidential candidate who sleeps around!