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I’ve been overseas for the past few weeks, and the weather in Paris, Brittany, and Normandy went like this: rainy, cold and humid, windy, drizzly, a sun tease, rainy again followed by rapidly moving clouds, then a sudden dark sky, then a downpour. The “put a bullet in my head” weather, however, did not stop… Read more »

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If walls could talk, the Naumburg Bandshell would be New York City’s fiercest chatterbox. It’s been standing between Bethesda Terrace and Central Park’s famed, tree-lined Mall Promenade for almost 80 years, collecting memories while sharing music and words. Visit the Bandshell early in the morning and you’ll find a brief moment of quiet and stillness…. Read more »

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Sometimes I have a big group of new store openings; sometimes I have one exquisite standout. This week’s column features the lovely and distinct florist, home furnishings, and accessories brand Bloom. New Yorkers may recognize the name because Bloom has another outpost in Midtown. The new store is in a large and light space adjacent… Read more »

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Q: I just received an invitation to the grand opening of a new high-end resort in Atlantic City. It will be during Memorial Day weekend, and will include media events, beach activities, business dinners, and a concert by a major pop star followed by an after-party. I’m looking forward to it, but also somewhat stressed… Read more »

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Swept away by April showers, contributor Maria Gorshin, has some perfect rainy-day suggestions… A rainy Sunday in Manhattan might put you in the mood for New York’s cozy indoor spots. Open your umbrella and wander the West Village—Grove Street, West 10th, Bedford, Cornelia, Barrow, Greenwich—and you’ll discover gems that might become your go-to favorites in any… Read more »

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Motherhood is not a job. —Elizabeth Gardner My good friend sent me a link to a brilliant Op-Ed by Elizabeth Gardner about motherhood that was published in the Chicago Tribune on April 18th. My friend has two children—two very small children. Somehow, she manages to raise both babies and work part-time as a lawyer. As you… Read more »

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In 1969, desperate to escape my crappy job at a Daitch Shopwell supermarket, I secured a better crappy job in my Yorkville neighborhood. Ben’s Meat O’Mat was a mom and pop butcher/grocery store, except there was no Mom and no Pop, just two oafs named Pete and Harry. They weren’t twins, but they could have… Read more »