January 1, 2001 Issue
"Manhattan needs conspicuous extravagance -- that is, unless stock speculators start jumping out of the few skyscraper windows that actually open."
-- Gael Greene, "Feeding Frenzy"
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Navigating the city's vast, spectacular smorgasbord isn't easy. But luckily, our insatiable critic has eaten everything -- from perfectly seared steak at Baldoria to foie gras and truffles at Le Bernardin to the quintessential junk-food fix at Peanut Butter & Co. -- so you won't have to.
Bill O'Reilly's years as a TV newsman taught him to distrust the media -- and he's turned his anger into a top-rated TV show and a best-selling book.
The dot-com bubble may have burst, but all that industry-building did not go for naught. Steve Bodow talks with the VCs who, with an infrastructure in place, lots of trained talent, and seed money to spare, are just waiting for the right moment to get back into tech. It won't be long. In the meantime, what's going on with all those Ivy League English majors who migrated here looking to cash in on the e-commerce boom? Vanessa Grigoriadis finds out how Silicon Alley casualties are coping.
The City Politic
The Moynihan legacy
The Bottom Line
What's next for a hot hedge-fund manager at the height of his career? Retirement, of course.
This Media Life
A look back at a year that turned the media (old and new) on its head
BY RIMA SUQI
Sales & Bargains
Indian salons for impeccable brows
Traffic's hit-and-run technique; Thirteen Days delivers
Picturing New York succeeds where Bright Young Things fails
Jane Eyre and Tiny Alice both miss the mark
Sol LeWitt: conceptual artist as community builder
The Met makes Verdi into a joke
Ailey: fine dancers, weak new works