Notes from a golden age for the New York City bibliophile.
For your consideration: The oddest couple in movie history.
If you’ve ever shopped at Erewhon, you’re most likely aware that the luxury grocery store is the trendiest place in Los Angeles to see and be seen. The hype is real, the shopping experience far from ordinary.
Much of what ails the world today is a result of Western governments arbitrarily dividing foreign lands that they have colonized or occupied with no consideration of national sovereignty or demographics.
Anyone seeking an antidote to pervasive fear may find it in focusing on the good that might be coming our way right now — that way we can receive it, spread it around, and give it life.
A nod to the hard-working, industrious folk slogging through the infamous East End traffic to keep the place functioning.
To live a protected life is to know too little. It’s a segregation of the mind bounded by proscribed language.
A case is made for the 1973 Bonac football team’s inclusion in East Hampton High’s Hall of Fame — and memories are triggered.
What should Jews do about the rise in antisemitism? Here are a few modest proposals.
The South Fork traffic mess is worse than ever, and it’s driving everyone nuts.
Playwright, lyricist, actor, debtor, here is John Howard Payne on the 200th anniversary of the unveiling of his song “Home Sweet Home.”
Dr. Robert Marshall’s metaphor of the fractals within a tree is useful in explaining the infinite patterns, and from there it’s a short leap to fractals in the arts.
How Fred Yardley and the lifeguards of Main Beach pioneered the best way to body surf.
Our community needs to be educated about what’s here or coming down the pike: Many trees are in trouble.
The dysfunction in Washington cannot prevent us from meeting our responsibilities as a world leader. Congress must put aside petty squabbles and rise to the occasion to provide proper funding for Israel and ensure we’re combating antisemitism, Islamophobia, and all forms of hate here at home.
As we’re now safely into the fall, we can dig in to the Hamptons’ favorite pastime: kvetching about restaurants.
I’ve always seen the South Fork as a giant outdoor Cinerama. But how movies have portrayed the area has been hit or (more often) miss.
Falling leaves provide shelter for the insects that pollinate our flowering world. They nourish the soil, keeping it alive. Let’s rethink what we do with them.
Closing up our summer retreat was when I first experienced what my grandmother called “the pain of a heavy heart.”
I refuse to embrace the title of elderly. No, I am in that age range which I have labeled “twelderly”; like “tween” is to teen.
A 2012 Columbia University study on addiction medicine found that only one in 10 drug or alcohol addicts gets medical treatment, leaving more than 20 million Americans untreated.
Thinking about my youth in Amagansett both takes me back in time and roots me firmly in the present.
Memories of Sixto Rodriguez, singer-songwriter who found late fame.
The lessons of Barry Commoner, the “Paul Revere of the modern environmental movement,” are now more important than ever.
I am 17 years old and would like to share my experience as a minor in a county jail for eight months.
This experiment would be part of my personal plan to adopt a more planet-friendly lifestyle.
Refreshing humanity and entertainment in an afternoon with comic books.
Jerry Herman, the musical man, was more than just underrated.
It seems that everyone wants to write a children’s book, and while lots of people think they can, I beg to differ.
Everything that my granddaughter does is new, vibrant, and alive. Everything my mother-in-law does is old, frail, and confused. And I’m caught in the middle.
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