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How to Bake a Chicken—A Day at the Met

Ladies, gentlemen, may I have your attention? I am about to speak of Vermeer and Clyfford Still and give a recipe for a baked chicken.

Marx on the Playground

One day, as I was extracting someone else’s toy from my son’s hand, another mother leaned over and said, “If Karl Marx had ever spent time on a playground, he would have know that communism would never have worked.”

Miss Mary's Advice to the Lovelorn: When it’s more than sisterhood

Dear Miss Mary: When a passionate relationship with a strong-willed man ended a while ago, I felt a bit lost and did a lot of soul searching.

Against the Giuliani Legacy

In a recent New York Times Magazine article James Traub sums up the “death of liberalism” in New York City by quoting the Manhattan Institute’s Myron Magnet, author of The Dream and the Nightmare, a book that George W. Bush says influenced him second only to the Bible.

Artist Evictions Update

Spring is here and, as the rats leave the buildings of Brooklyn and evicted tenants return to their homes on Water Street after seven weeks of limbo, the situation for thousands of residents of illegally converted commercial lofts in Brooklyn is starting to look brighter.

Fasten Your Seatbelts, Brooklyn, It’s the City Council Election

Continuity is the rule in politics; when you win a seat of power you hold on to it as long as you can. And it has been a relatively easy game to win for incumbent politicians since they have at least two clear advantages come election time.

Ft. Greene—Keeping it Local

In September of 2000, Fleet Bank began notifying non-profit, community-based organizations in Brooklyn that it was accepting applications for a $750,000 grant to be administered as part of the Community Renaissance Initiative.

Norman Siegel Runs for Public Advocate

“The decline of Brooklyn as a borough,” a certain legendary sportscaster used to say, “is directly traceable to the day the Dodgers left town.” Like all nostalgia, such a belief carries with it elements of both truth and wishful thinking.

Being Regular

I used to hang out at a good bar. It had everything: a long history, ambient despair, determined alcoholism people seemed to truly enjoy, disturbingly beautiful women roaming through a comfortable distance, queer birds with queerer histories, regulars who suddenly die from third world ailments, and a fantastic bartender who treated regulars like royalty and strangers with amusing disdain.

The Fall of Gino Braccione (1962)

Gino, Gino, whatever happened to Gino? We had big hopes for that boy.

Red Remembers Brooklyn

I used to hate the Boston Celtics. Going to high school near Philly, I had no choice. The year after a magical rookie killed my beloved Sixers, Boston soared back from a 3-1 series deficit.


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