Manhattan

Tips and Articles in Manhattan

Remember 1995?When those strange velvet couches started turning up in your local bar?Martini glasses suddenly grew by inches and appeared beside lacquered trays of sashimi?The lounge novelty has since become a thriving institution: welcome to t...
Dodge dim sum. Hold the raves on risotto. Here's the lowdown on Stars and Stripes for the taste buds. Sure, you might have to drive out of the comfort zone, yell your order, or share a table with strangers. It doesn't faze you at all. You crave th...
Calling all Augustus Gloops: there's a new chocolatier in town. At Manhattan's Max Brenner, Chocolate by the Bald Man (841 Broadway; 212/388-0030)—Brenner's first American outpost—decorative glass pipes "pump" chocolate from white vats, and giant ...
So you're not a diva who travels with a makeup artist in your entourage?Well, there's hope for you yet. In major cities, a new class of beauty boutique is cropping up where personal attention and expert advice are the hallmarks. As antidotes to th...
french bliss Hotelier Grace Leo-Andrieu, who transformed Paris's Hotel Montalembert and Le Toiny on St. Barts into stylish enclaves, has once again worked magic—this time at the Lancaster, a 19th-century town-house hotel near ...
New York has never been a city of good breeding. It's my home and I'll defend it to the death, but architecturally it has always been far less interested in the pedigree of a given building than in the revenue-producing potential of the real estat...
Virtually every setting—coastline, open prairie, mountain range, big city park—makes for rewarding bird-watching. One of the joys of the sport is how little equipment it requires. Binoculars (8 x 40 or higher) and a comprehensive field guide are a...
Why do my friends laugh when I tell them I am training to become a housekeeper at the St. Regis Hotel?I guess they’ve never talked to my vacuum cleaner. If they could find the thing, it would roll its eyes and tell them that working for me is the ...
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Robert De Niro’s Greenwich Hotel sits resplendent—all brick and glass and wrought-iron—between Franklin and North Moore Streets in Manhattan’s TriBeCa neighborhood. It looks as if it has been here since the turn of the last century: the handsome c...
When I was a kid, I was crazy lucky to live within walking distance of a luncheonette that, according to a hand-painted sign in the window, served the World’s Best Coffee! Never mind that I despised coffee. I understood that someday I’d be a grown...