Our second annual catalogue of the phenomena both new and timeless that make our metropolis irresistible. From the heroic (one New Jersey teen’s journey to the FDNY) to the amazin’ (Endy Chavez’s miracle catch) to the merely outrageous (Donald Trump’s obsession with his own endowment), it’s a wide-ranging—but of course not nearly comprehensive enough—attempt to explain what makes this city so worthy of undying, if complicated, adoration.
Will New York, unlike Paris, respect a Jewish holy day?
Can’t disguise envy.
NYSE sure looked nice.
Liberals who got robbed.
Gives lesson in semiotics.
Gnarls Barkley’s “Crazy” was tapped as a finalist for the Grammy for Record of the Year, which certainly seemed appropriate, since, as 2006 ran out, the whole world appeared headed for a rubber room.
The Telecaster-rockin’ five-term Queens congressman who’s suddenly the newest player in Washington.
It’s time for the $750 steak, seasoned with white truffles, not A-1 sauce. Bloodthirsty wall streeters, Mickey Rourke eat it up.
Forget your astrologer—astrophysicist Neil deGrasse Tyson is here to predict the end of the world.
Sirio Maccioni frets over who can bring the stars back to Le Cirque.
A bottle of Château Haut-Brion to break the bank and other holiday splurge-inducers.
The succulent Japanese delicacy that looks like brains.
Is Gordon Ramsay too fashion-forward for uptown diners?
Marinate an Austrian in the culture of New York eating for a while, and don’t be surprised if he comes up with a menu like chef Daniel Angerer’s (ex of Fresh) at his new Klee Brasserie.
Despite their year-round availability, dried black-eyed peas get their chance to shine in a a southern specialty served on New Year's Day.
If you’re going to dine out on New Year’s Eve, why skimp?
The Feast of the Seven Fishes, an Italian Christmas Eve tradition, gets translated (and sometimes truncated) hereabouts.
Making the most of two party locations most New Yorkers avoid on December 31: Times Square and their own living rooms.
Holiday lobby displays that inspire feelings unfit for the season.
Amedeo’s elegant cameos are hand-carved from African and Caribbean seashells.
"I believe they hire us because we have an accent, and this gives an exotic taste to the Christmas tree."
The Culture Pages
Clive Owen on moving between the socially aware and the unabashedly pulpy.
Clint Eastwood’s second Iwo Jima movie is great; Sylvester Stallone’s sixth Rocky isn’t bad.
Q&A with the 'The Painted Veil' star.
It is hoped 'Spring Awakening' will awaken more authentically rocking, convention-defying Broadway composers.
Two shows trace the evolution of Saul Steinberg’s whimsically appalled worldview.
New York Magazine's holiday buzz and backlah report.
Microsoft’s Gears of War is the most realistic alien-invasion video game yet.
The highbrowest, lowbrowest, brilliantest, and despicablest things of the year.
New Year’s doesn’t have to be a nightmare of velvet ropes and supersize prices. (But do book tickets to these shows sooner rather than later.)
Which museums stay open while you have guests to entertain?
'When Santa Fell to Earth' and more.
Barack Obama has gone as far as he can on charm: Now it’s time for substance.
Is the trans-fat ban an Orwellian move by a power-mad health commissioner? Eh, probably not.
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