If there’s one thing more offensive to a New Yorker than watching clueless tourists
patronize trite, overpriced attractions, it’s going to another city and feeling like a clueless tourist patronizing trite, overpriced attractions.
So here’s a guide to finding the good life in:
• Los Angeles
Plus: whom to ask about semi-legal British hallucinogens, how to find L.A.’s hippest improv comedy, what to order at Australia’s finest seafood restaurants, where to get handmade Italian bags sans price-tag-inflating brand name, and much more.
A few years ago, Rosie O’Donnell turned away from fame. Then she kicked it around, set it on fire, and ran away from it screaming. And she’d do it again.
Thanks to a seemingly endless string of Bush blunders—and some hard-nosed power brokering by 2006 campaign honcho Chuck Schumer—Democrats in Washington have just started to realize that, deep down, they’re actually not expecting to get blown out this time. In fact, the Senate could be theirs.
America’s oldest and most venerable magazines have handed over their reins to a crew of youthful, erudite whippersnappers.
Dan Hoyt is an industrial-music enthusiast who owns a respected raw-food restaurant. He also enjoys exposing himself in public. The “subway perv” speaks.
Blame it on the rain.
Pucker up, Dems!
Dunkin’ bacon okayed by rabbi.
In Montauk! On ESPN2!
Artist not “up to my ass in designer clothes,” okay?
If New Yorkers had trouble relating to the suffering of the French students rioting over not having inviolate civil-service job security, at least we understood where their Tourism minister was coming from when he declared, “We are currently in a situation of blockage.”
Four Stuyvesant High School students decided to publish their shared teenage journal—in their own handwriting, with photos and doodles included.
Fed-up vendors start a garage of their own.
Undergrad stats whiz Victor Hu brought Moneyball-style analysis to the Bombers’ old-school front office. Here, his calls on the ’06 season.
The latest architectural fad: extreme makeovers in glass.
Cherry blossoms won’t peak here until later this month, but at least one local restaurant is jumping the gun with a cherry-centric menu.
No joke, April is National Grilled Cheese Sandwich Month. Show you care.
"I just want to look like spring incarnate!"
The Culture Pages
MoMA backs slowly, perhaps inevitably, away from the cutting edge.
An ensemble comedy featuring post-starlet-age women that’s a rare success of its kind, plus a ludicrous piece of Sharon Stone sexploitation that isn’t.
Q&A with the Take the Lead star and its inspiration.
A photography exhibit that shows Africans through their own lens for once.
A vigilante-spy movie wastes an interesting premise.
Why Fernando Meirelles admires Entourage.
“Superstar in Norway” gets you nowhere on Bleecker Street, and that’s exactly why Sondre Lerche lives there.
An adaptation of Aristophanes that’s just a little too far over-the-top.
While the Met orchestra’s conductor is on the disabled list, five substitute conductors—usually booked years in advance—were coaxed into the pit.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies.
Hillary’s just as bad at talking about globalization as the rest of the Democrats.
How the Times Company—currently the worst newspaper stock in America—could turn things around and give Google a run for its money.
Appease your inner child at one of these puppet shows for adults at HERE Arts Center.
“Fest Forward: Hip-Hop Unbound,” a festival at NYU’s Skirball Center exploring the roots and future of the form, includes discussions, film, and, of course, performance.
A summit (at NYU’s Skirball Center) devoted to hip-hop aims to deconstruct the genre with—lucky for you—a series of live performances.
Three can’t-miss shows on the same block.
The other John Fogarty is a fortunate son.
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