Skinny Physicians Dedicate Love To Making World Thinner Place

Dr. George Fielding knows well the appetites of man. For the first 42 years of his life, his own was insatiable—a yawning, gaping feeling he likened to Edvard Munch’s The Scream—and he devoured nearly everything in sight, until he weighed well over 300 pounds. Now, nearly eight years later and more than 100 pounds thinner, Read More

Books Are the New Black! Sylphs Tote Fat, Unread Tomes

“Read any good books lately?” It’s a corny question, but one that has been successfully vanquishing conversational lulls at cocktail parties since Jackie Collins was knee-high to Barbara Cartland.

This holiday season, a new and perverse variation on this age-old standby is making the rounds at Manhattan soirées. Instead of “Read any good books Read More

Books Are the New Black! Sylphs Tote Fat, Unread Tomes

“Read any good books lately?” It’s a corny question, but one that has been successfully vanquishing conversational lulls at cocktail parties since Jackie Collins was knee-high to Barbara Cartland.

This holiday season, a new and perverse variation on this age-old standby is making the rounds at Manhattan soirées. Instead of “Read any good books lately?”, Read More

A Dark, Minimalist Tale: Postpartum on Upper West Side

A Mouthful of Air , by Amy Koppelman. MacAdam/Cage, 212 pages, $23.

Two years ago, I was giddily anticipating motherhood. Yet when my son burst into a fluorescent world, wailing, I sank into darkness. I saw the baby as an intruder, kidnapper of my husband, spoiler of my wonderfully uncluttered life. Dutifully I ooh Read More

Faith Flickers in the Burbs, Spiritual Pulse Is Faint

The Faithful Narrative of a Pastor’s Disappearance by Benjamin Anastas. Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 277 pages, $24.

If books were shelved according to the cadence of their titles rather than by the names of their authors, Benjamin Anastas’ new novel might find itself wedged between Narrative of the Planting of the Massachusetts Colony and Wonder-Working Read More

With Bio-Latte and a Gas Mask, We Won’t Panic

So is it unreasonable of me to want a gas mask, a foldable one I could carry in my shoulder bag? How about, instead of the daily vitamin I never remember to take, I get myself a supply of anthrax antidote and, each morning while I’m waiting for the elevator to rise to my floor, Read More