Cushman & Wakefield, one of the biggest commercial brokerages in New York City, has called a press conference at 10:30 on Tuesday morning at the Rainbow Room. A spokesperson for the brokerage told The Real Estate that “big news” would be announced, possibly involving a merger or acquisition.
Michel Houellebecq—the balding bad boy of French letters—has always written himself into his novels, giving his main characters his sad, unusual upbringing (his parents abandoned him and left him to be raised by his grandmother), his marital history, aspects of his employment history and even, in two instances, his name. His fourth novel, The Possibility Read More
The crappiest supermarket bread costs two bucks a loaf. A gallon of milk costs four bucks, and heating oil is already 20 cents a gallon higher than it was last year. The cost of housing is through the roof. Medical services are so famously high it doesn’t bear mentioning. The price of everything is going Read More
The McSweeney’s tribe thinks that the book-reviewing trade has become a little too toxic. They worry that snarky reviewers might steer people away from interesting, earnest books. (See Heidi Julavits’ piece in The Believer magazine.)
Well, Believer it or not, we couldn’t agree more. So we’re turning the book reviews over to plants. (We actually Read More
My wife is a lawyer. Every year, a steady stream of wide-eyed summer interns flood the New York firms. Associates, like my wife, like it because they get carte blanche to take the interns to lunch at the city’s swankiest restaurants. Interns like it, of course, because they get well fed. Law firms like it Read More
“I hate ‘foodies,’” said my companion as she settled into a booth at Commune. “I went to a cocktail party for Alain Ducasse last night. Food. Food. Food. That’s all they talk about. It’s so boring. I write about food. You write about food. But we don’t talk about it all the time, do we?” Read More
There are occasions in our encounters with art, especially if the art in question is not a familiar experience for us, when the most mordant sarcasm may be the best introduction to the most exquisite delicacy and splendor. Sarcasm disabuses us of our tendency to be pious about beautiful things we may know little or Read More
I happened to be away from New York during the third week of July. When I left, it was a city in the United States. When I got back, it was a city in India. The Kennedy residence on N. Moore Street has become a Hindu shrine.
These outpourings take place in southern Asia all Read More
For a moment, when I sat down to dinner the other night at Asia de Cuba, I felt that I was back in boarding school. We were seated on high stools in the middle of a big, crowded communal table. But boarding school was never like this. To my left, as far as I could Read More
