Haru: The Japanese mini-chain’s takeover of New York is proceeding according to plan with the opening of their latest location in the financial district. The elegant, bi-level space (pictured) is located in the landmark 1903 Beaver Building, which calls to mind a mini-Flatiron Building. This location features two floors of dining to accommodate 160 guests, a 17 seat sushi bar, a second “alcohol” bar and two private party rooms. Like the other Harus, the extensive...
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On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
New York isn’t a place to be taken lightly (or for granted), and there are as many novels attempting to capture its vibrancy are there are streets. Since the dawn of its history, New York has captivated artists attempting to convey even a smidgen of its potency through their work. So while this book isn’t exactly a new release, consider it the first in an ongoing virtual bookshelf, a review of the art of writing about the city itself. If you have suggestions, too, of any book that you consider the quintessential New York novel, feel free to pass it along. Over time, perhaps, our bookshelf will serve as a loose gathering of literary threads from all over the city, a lot like the streets themselves. It’s a map, if you will.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
Part One: POP QUIZ! Name as many of the seven dwarves as you can. Count with your fingers, or, even take a minute before reading on and scribble down on a scrap of paper as many of their names as you can dredge up.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
This week, the city failed to require Critical Mass, a monthly group bike ride through the streets of Manhattan, to obtain a parade permit beforehand. This shouldn't be much of a surprise to anyone, as the city was at best on shaky legal ground in its attempt at banning critical mass. However, the judge in the case made a very clear statement that unfortunately the vast majority of cyclists seem to ignore: "Riding a bicycle on city streets is lawful conduct, as long as one observes the applicable traffic laws and rules".
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
with a hint of trepidation, always slightly suspicious of any literary representation of that day in September. McInerney didn’t disappoint, at least not on that count. The aftermath of the attack, the atmosphere in the city – both human and architectural – was carefully and truthfully written, and the surrealism of downtown was captured perfectly. Even the behavior of his characters in relation to the disaster that disrupted their lives was believable; their questionable motivation behind their charity, the selfishness mixed with the unfamiliar camaraderie was all recognizable in the memories we all carry of that autumn.
On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.
This week a federal judge served up former Environmental Protection Agency chief Christine Todd Whitman with an entirely warranted wake-up call. While more than 5,000 residents, workers and students from Lower Manhattan have filed a class action lawsuit accusing Whitman and the E.P.A. of misleading them about the health risks involved in breathing the air near Ground Zero, Whitman, seeing herself somehow exempt, had filed to dismiss the case.
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On Sundays Gothamist runs opinion pieces relevant to life in New York and reviews of recent books and performances. The judgments expressed below are entirely those of the author.


