(photo: Robert Bredvad)
“There’s nothing I love more than a market,” says Suzanne Dumaine. “Anytime I’m traveling you cannot keep me out of a marketplace.” This love has led the longtime recipe developer to open one of her own: Three Owls Market, a small and cozy new shop inside a former bodega on the west side of Manhattan, straddling the West Village and Meatpacking District, opening today. More →
(Photo: Clarrie Feinstein)
Devin Person doesn’t always wear head-to-toe wizard garb while working with a client, but when he opens the door to his small Greenpoint apartment for me, he looks a lot like Gandalf: lengthy robes, a tall, pointed hat, a long white beard. I can’t help but crack a smile. “You have to embrace silliness,” he says. “That’s really good for someone.”
Jillian Bell in Brittany Runs A Marathon (Courtesy of Sundance Institute / photo by Jon Pack)
At the Sundance Film Festival, you expect to see artful indies and quirky dramas — the next Little Miss Sunshine or Mudbound or Precious. What you’re less expecting is a broadly accessible comedy in the vein of Trainwreck or I Feel Pretty, the kind of unabashedly populist laugh-out-loud entertainment you would feel perfectly fine recommending to both your midwestern grandma and your Brooklyn bartender. And yet, that’s exactly what this year’s Sundance has delivered in the sweet, sincere Brittany Runs a Marathon, which stars funny lady Jillian Bell as a 27-year-old hot mess New Yorker who decides to get her life in order.
Walter Markham Jr., an artist and employee of the city’s Department of Parks, has lived in a cheerful five-floor walk-up just south of Prospect Park since 2006. One afternoon a few years ago, a carbon monoxide alarm went off in his apartment, so he called the FDNY. Soon afterwards, they rapped on his door, which he opened for them.
(Photo: Julie Smith)
Americans are more single than ever, and if every romantic comedy made in the past twenty years is to be believed, that means there have never been so many lonely people microwaving soggy leftovers.
(Photos: Jess Rohan)
Williamsburg has more millennials than any other neighborhood in a major US city, and a new meditation and wellness center is joining a growing number of services catering to the burgeoning #strollermafia there.
Sam Bier (Photo via Popcorn for the People’s Instagram
If Popcorn for the People had a kernel, it was 24-year-old Samuel Bier.
Bier, who is autistic, wanted to work, travel, and live like everyone else. Three years ago, he applied for jobs, but was constantly rejected. The unemployment rate for people with autism is 80 to 90%, and it was clear that the system was working against him. That was until his parents, two doctors, saw him joyfully eating popcorn while watching Monty Python.
Raymond Figueroa, president of the New York City Community Garden Coalition. (Photos by Ryan Krause)
There’s now a Trader Joe’s in Manhattan with enough room in its aisles to stretch both of your arms.
Seriously — it’s big. Like, it’s biggest-on-the-East-Coast big. Like, 30,000-square-feet-in-New-York big.
(Photos: Daniel Maurer)
As I noted so very long ago, when I had significantly fewer cavities, Slush Puppies are nearly impossible to come by in New York City. Even back then, Chowhounders (remember Chowhounders?) were asking: “Slush Puppie in New York— does it exist?”