Conservative lawyer Paul Clement is the toast of the Supreme Court, before which he’s arguing seven cases this term.
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In an excerpt from his forthcoming posthumous autobiography, the Republican rocker talks about his angry image
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Following celebrity sex-tape litigation.
Its critics are glue. And its clients don’t care what they’re called, so long as the returns are good.
Our roundup of news from around the city.
Rating on a curve.
Eating, praying, and drinking with the Times’ conservative wunderkind.
Will Ferrell brings his comedy (and unlikely body-image crusade) to Mexico.
A staggering new Salesman goes back to the source.
The zingiest art fair of the season was a one-day affair in a Lower East Side motel.
It was 1957, and a teenager from Brooklyn already had her eye on the top of the charts.
The author of Island of Vice lifts the city’s skirts for a look.
Degenerate King Abel Ferrara tackles DSK and the apocalypse.
Could he get the nomination? Science says yes—with a little help from a certain being he’s very close to.
The Toucan and the Lion joins the Scotch-egg craze.
Nautical doormats, Aire opens in Tribeca, and more.
“They will have [class], but I’ll be hung-over and sleeping.”
Three evolving neighborhoods that strike the perfect balance between affordable and desirable.
Danny Meyer’s North End Grill doesn’t rise to destination level.
You might think the Greenmarket in late winter to be bereft of leafy greens, but in fact it’s a veritable salad bar.
Thai by way of Oregon, Baltimore lake trout, Wisconsin-style pizza, and parsley-root sundaes for dessert.
Readers sound off on Best of New York 2012, law schools, and more.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies.
