The Village Voice is Officially Out of Print

The Village Voice is Officially Out of Print

It’s surprising but not jarring The Village Voice is ending its six-decade print run. After all, paper publications are the checkered taxi cabs of New York City, subsumed into extinction by the steady tick of technology. Journalism is dead, remember? Or at the very least, journalism as it once stood has been

Revelation Underground

Revelation Underground

Making its way toward 59th Street, the subway was but a metal serpent slinking beneath Manhattan’s Upper West Side. Moments before, the doors of the 1 Train had slid open and four or five sleepy passengers emerged, settling with their foil-wrapped deli lunches onto blue plastic seats. It was the

Light On Ice

Light On Ice

Everything was ordinary when the morning in question appeared, new and bright with a faint layer of fallen snow. December days in Manhattan were sometimes like that though, routine at first glance then cold and tricky as the sun settled down.

10 Food Network Chefs to Follow … To The Ends Of The Earth

10 Food Network Chefs to Follow … To The Ends Of The Earth

I watch Food Network like it’s my actual job. (Hey LinkedIn, is there not a Director of Judging Chopped Judges position out there somewhere for me?) Also, there may be slight truth to the rumor that while making basil-crusted yellowfin tuna, I’ve been known to describe the steps involved in concocting a perfect balsamic

Coming Up Roses

Coming Up Roses

“You’re on in five,” said Benji, the entertainment manager of Sully & Co. Burger Bar in downtown Santa Barbara, who wore a silver ring on each of his long-nailed fingers and smelled of whiskey, cigarette smoke and sweat. Usually this was the time backstage when Lennie’s band—The Backward Compliments—would huddle

Featured Friday: Citizen Brooklyn

Featured Friday: Citizen Brooklyn

Today, I’ve got New York on my mind, so Featured Friday is all about Citizen Brooklyn. This team of creative minds not only encourages creativity through their magazine … but they also celebrate it, highlighting the story of the author or artist just as much as what that person happens to create. It’s

Lost and Found on Flower Street

Lost and Found on Flower Street

By Melissa Marni They weren’t punctuated flickers of light after all, if such a phenomenon existed. Nor were they spotlights hinting at a faraway land where she’d find escape. They were beads (of course they were beads), hanging in strips of blue, green, yellow and some kind of magenta-orange from

Revelation Underground

Revelation Underground

By Melissa Marni The subway car made its way toward 59th Street, a metal serpent slinking beneath Manhattan’s Upper West Side. Moments before, the doors of the 1 train had slid open and four or five sleepy passengers emerged, settling with their foil-wrapped deli lunches onto blue plastic seats. It was

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