Passover, like all Jewish holidays, floats around on the calendar. It’s never early or late, but always the same time on the Hebrew calendar, which follows a more lunar trajectory. Passover always occurs in the Hebrew month of Nissan, on the 14th. This year that will be the evening of April 10. It takes me over a month to prepare my house for...
A bumper sticker in the rear window of Santiago Campomar’s Toyota Tacoma pickup truck shows Bob Marley’s tousled, dreadlocked head and quotes from his “Redemption Song”: “Emancipate yourself from mental slavery. None but ourselves can free our minds.”
The Star’s hunter-gatherer, Durell Godfrey, wanted to brighten up the dark and gray weather. She went over the rainbow looking for things bright, beautiful, and springlike.
“We live here now,” said Dan Rizzie of the house on North Haven he shares with his wife, Susan Lazarus-Reimen, and Trixie, their Australian shepherd. “Before, we just kind of existed.” Although they bought the house in 1995, their recent renovation of its kitchen, living room, and dining room has made a difference.
Back in the day, when the kids were little and before we bought the weekend house in Amagansett, we would spend an occasional Sunday afternoon in Central Park, walking to the children’s zoo there if the weather was warm, taking a bus if not. I shall never forget my 2-year-old niece trilling at the top of her little lungs on one bus ride that “We’...
Tom Flynn, an interior designer based in East Hampton as well as Manhattan, is a hard man to catch up with. He admits to spending exhausting days both in and out of the studio, but when something strikes his imagination, he is all there. Take, for example, the 12-foot-high screen in Elie Tahari’s Sagaponack house.
From playhouses and knitting to a well-stocked pantry and the perfect crafts room, Durell Godfrey’s second coloring book, “Color Your Happy Home” (Harlequin, $15.99), written with Barbara Ann Kipfer, is a celebration of all things cozy, comforting, and . . . well, homey. Things like coloring on a cold winter afternoon while your daughter is home...
Maria Matthiessen of Sag Harbor found herself in a pickle that will probably be familiar to many grandparents: She had not planned to adopt pets, but her granddaughter, Ava, finagled her into it. Two cats, to be precise, from the Animal Rescue Fund of the Hamptons. And that is when the trouble started.
At a time when teardowns have become so ubiquitous here that everyone knows what is meant, it is a relief to find a sprawling carriage house and stable dating from 1902 that, aside from modest interior renovations and some exterior repairs over the years, is essentially unchanged.
No matter where you live in New York City, fortune’s wheel plays a part in your well-being. Great views and sunlight are here today and gone tomorrow. The coming of a new subway line shatters the peace and quiet of thousands. Small buildings are demolished to make way for big ones; longtime tenants are out of luck. Life changes.
That the South Fork is home to many of the rich and famous isn’t a surprise, but not everyone is aware of the positive corollary: Our thrift shops are high class recycling centers! No yard sale rejects here, no chips in the china, clothing is...
A beautiful waterfront house on a bluff in Springs may be an unlikely place for a museum, but suspend your disbelief. This is no archive of ancient artifacts nor a paean to priceless paintings. No, this is the Museum of Low Taste, or MOLT, a good-humored and astonishingly expansive assemblage of midcentury kitsch — ceramic figurines, lazy susans,...
When The Star’s hunter-gatherer, Durell Godfrey, went on a shopping safari, she found some serious and some useful objects, and some things just for fun. But all have interesting silhouettes.
