This week’s special food issue of The New Yorker would be worth reading without any specifically New York–oriented content. But fans of the locavore movement will probably want to flock to Adam Gopnik’s long piece on eating the fruits of the five boroughs (if you consider live poultry from the Bronx fruit, that is). Friend of Grub Street Gary Shteyngart has a moving little memoir about his boyhood love of McDonald’s that got us right in the kishkas. (Similar essays are by Anthony Lane, David Sedaris, and Nell Freudenberger.) But most enjoyable of all was Calvin Trillin’s essay about Singapore street food.
The latest American Apparel billboard at Allen and Houston Streets, photographed (badly, with a cell phone) Saturday night. To those who have read Calvin Trillin's Floater: Look, two-thirds stockings! (To everyone else: Look, standard-issue American Apparel hipster pulchritude!)
Chain-Link Solid Thigh-High Socks [American Apparel]