Marthagate broker jetés back into high society.
It’s his; he’s not leaving it here.
The simmering ego battle over power rabbi David Gelfand has erupted into an all-out legal war at the Jewish Center of the Hamptons.
Architects party in empty tower.
Men’s-room friskiness at the Shops at Columbus Circle.
Natives could take this holiday moment to step back, take stock, or better yet, get the hell out of Dodge.
The invasive celebrity interrogator wants to pour you a drink in his Boudoir (expect to see Prince Albert and Ivana there, too).
Teaching New Yorkers to deploy ‘strategic empathy’ to get what they want. Can a jackal become a giraffe?
Candidates for City Council speaker “donate” their own campaign funds to the people who will end up electing them. Is this naked vote-buying?
The Google-publishers lawsuit is an early skirmish in the war that will take down the old media.
How TiVo, DirecTV, and Apple killed the blue-chip cable stocks.
A hot West Coast designer makes her New York debut, plus a snow surfboard and more.
Store openings this week.
Evelyn Goldstein of FAO Schwartz.
A poet with a nostalgic bohemian style.
Steven Alan’s new shirt store.
The eternal conflict between sex and sleep.
Great pasta, erratic entrées at Lo Scalco.
A beet recipe from Sweetwater chef Paul Williams.
Ginger has always been big in December, but lately it has crept into all sorts of less predictable foodstuffs.
Week of Nov. 28, 2005: Naka Naka, The Place on West 10th, Blau Gans, and Barbounia.
Stop the (food) world, I want to get off.
Move over, small plates. There’s a new appetite-spoiling section on the menu.
Even if you’re not a morning person, these new breakfast options might get your juices flowing.
Serpentining through the hordes to get a glimpse of the Rockefeller Center tree amounts to a full-fledged cardio workout. Refuel here.
Four thousand square feet for $1.73 million? Only if you’re willing to live without natural light.
Tracey Emin is known in the U.K. for her personality as much as her art, but that doesn’t mean she’s a bad artist.
A Paths of Glory revival showcases the pre-cerebral Kubrick.
“I think you can be competent and satisfy a lot of people, but the moments when you become a tiny part of something larger hardly ever happen.”
The arrival of Andrew Lloyd Webber’s latest is just another reason to see Sweeney Todd.
The couples’ relationships generate no emotional appeal, and the weighty subjects they throw around tell us little we don’t know.
A new Showtime drama manages to make terrorism boring.
ABC’s Grey’s Anatomy has built up just enough positive word of mouth to ensure that, you’ll be slightly disappointed.
Two new exhibits prove painters needn’t be canonical to be interesting.
A museum exhibit about Charles Darwin? That’s timely.
Patti Smith on the old days at CBGB and the Strand.
A stunning take on the classic game from auteur Fumito Ueda.
A Juilliard School production outclasses the Met.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies.
Who will helm the nightly news broadcasts at CBS and ABC in coming decades?
Ted Koppel may be leaving Nightline, but a quiet retirement is not at all what he has in mind.
The bonuses thrown around on Wall Street this time of year are so large that their exact size is, from a practical standpoint, meaningless.
