Innholdsfortegnelse for April 29-May 12, 2019 i New York Magazine

1 In New York’s latest cover story, Olivia Nuzzi asked whether “Mayor Pete” Buttigieg is a plausible candidate for 2020 (“Wonder Boy,” April 15–28). The Daily Beast’s Scott Bixby wrote, “@Olivianuzzi’s new cover story—in which Buttigieg admits that ‘I haven’t won anything other than a few media cycles’—is a must-read.” Some readers questioned his preparedness for the presidency, with Amy Siskind suggesting, “He could run for governor of Indiana in 2020. He might actually be qualified for that.” @MartinCassien tweeted, “I was in South Bend recently. With the exception of a wealthy university, it is a depressed city and has been for as long as I can remember. I’m having trouble understanding the appeal of this candidate.” The New York Post’s Maureen Callahan pointed to the story as emblematic of…

IT WAS 2013, and David Brooks was in the wilderness. Not the literal desert or jungle or anything like that, but the emotional wilderness of an accomplished man who, in midlife, has discovered a deep emptiness at his core. His marriage of 27 years was falling apart. The genteel conservatism in which he was nurtured and raised was morphing into something craven, naked, and raw. Lonely and living alone in an apartment in Washington, D.C., Brooks, 52 at the time, took stock and saw that in his rise to the pinnacle of American punditry, he had failed to make or keep meaningful friendships. And what was happening to him, Brooks writes in his new book, The Second Mountain, was happening on a nationwide scale. “The crisis in our politics is…

I. ANYONE WHO SPENT time with Talia Ray during her first year at Sarah Lawrence College heard her talk about her father. He was a truth teller, she’d explain, who’d been silenced by a group of powerful, vindictive men. He’d been sent to prison for his heroic efforts to save her and her younger sister from their abusive mother, and his incarceration was the result of deep-seated government corruption. Talia, who had grown up in New Jersey, was old for a freshman and had become the de facto leader of her group of friends, organizing their housing for the next year at Slonim Woods 9, a drab two-story brick dorm in the middle of campus. So in late September 2010, at the beginning of sophomore year, when Talia told her…

RACHEL RICHARDS, Junior, East Harlem Pride, Triple Jump You’re just about to compete? Yes, the triple jump, which I won sixth place in at the Junior Olympics last year. I get nervous with other events, but this one’s peaceful for me. Let’s talk about the competition. These girls from Clinton High School in the Bronx, they’re really muscular and really tall. I used to train with them, but then I switched schools. So there’s a little tension. The boys on our team have some tension with Stuyvesant. And then there are these two Briannas. They’re from the Bronx too, and they’re really intimidating. Are there any boy versions of the Briannas? Oh, not really. The girls are more competitive. In my opinion. Anything weird happen today? Oh yes. I watched…

IF YOU’RE A CONNOISSEUR of Turkish food and cranky, controversialist chefs, chances are you know the work of Orhan Yegen, the passionate, ponytailed owner of Sip Sak in Turtle Bay, who built a career in the hospitality industry based on the motto “The customer is always wrong.” So imagine our surprise to find Yegen at his new restaurant, Lokanta, in Astoria, practically giddy and making Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm look like Tywin Lannister by comparison. All the old Yegen favorites are here and as good as ever: hot and tangy yogurt soup, stuffed cabbage, lush moussaka, minuscule manti (pictured), and enough delicious meze to satisfy a platoon of Topkapi Palace sultans. But the really amazing thing is the way Yegen has taken to his mostly Greek-American clientele. “They know how…

TOURING “In 2017, when we did our last headline-ish tour, we probably made $20,000, though a lot of this was made through weird one-offs, private events, and corporate gigs. In 2018, we did a handful of one-offs that made us around $10,000 to $12,000, then lost $16,000 doing a four-week U.K.-E.U. run supporting Bully.” ALBUM SALES/ STREAMING “We haven’t recouped across any of our records, so we’ve made no money from album sales or streaming.” MERCHANDISE “We make a few thousand a year, depending on how much we tour, but we rarely sell a lot when we’re not on the road.” SYNCS (LICENSING FOR USE IN FILM, TV, ETC.) “We’ve gotten a handful of small syncs. One was a piece of sponcon that paid around $1,500 in licensing, and we…

“Rainbows! Ultraviolet!” —Isaac Hempstead Wright (Bran Stark) “Happiness. Red.” —Pilou Asbæk (Euron Greyjoy) “Black.” —Liam Cunningham (Davos Seaworth) “A pink cloud floating over a green sort of splashy ocean. It bears no relation to the truth, but it’s fun to say.” —Iain Glen (Jorah Mormont)…

ANJELICA HUSTON ADMITS THAT HER latest film, John Wick: Chapter 3—Parabellum, is not in her favorite genre. “I don’t like violent movies,” she says. “But I like this movie.” Huston plays a small but memorable role as the Director, a heavily bejeweled Russian ballet instructor and one of only a handful of humans to appear onscreen who are not immediately stabbed, shot, impaled, julienned, or otherwise ingeniously killed by Keanu Reeves’s titular bounty hunter. All things considered, it’s a perfect role for her—dignified enough for a 67-year-old Oscar winner and trustee of a four-generation show-business dynasty, and, given all the potential sequels, a nice break for an actress who still needs to work for a living, as Huston says she does. John Wick may be ultraviolent, yet it’s a franchise…

AMY SEDARIS’S APARTMENT is filled with handmade clematis and roses crafted by paper-flower-maker Livia Cetti (from $38 by paper-flower-maker Livia Cetti (from $38 at thegreenvase.com). “They’re everywhere in my apartment,” Sedaris says. The one-bedroom of the come- dian, actress, and host of At Home With Amy Sedaris is brim- ming with items that are either useful and singular (like the Renova pink paper towels her brother David brings back from London and Cetti used to make the peony shown here) or completely useless but no less specif c (like her fake Cornish hen). She walked us through hundreds of things she owns, a selection of which are on the following pages.…

You could start by window-shopping on Instagram. There are thousands of stray and abandoned dogs in New York City and a handful of organizations that match them to owners. Follow some of the small rescue groups (like Muddy Paws Rescue, SNORT Rescue, or Good Karma Dog Rescue) to get a sense of the landscape. If you have a couple of favorite dogs, you can meet them in person at regular adoption events. Muddy Paws is a bit of a scene right now with long lines for the more popular pups. Or you can go straight to a shelter. There’s a handful of big ones, but go first to Animal Care Centers of NYC. It’s the city’s only open-admissions shelter—it takes any dog that arrives, which means space can be an…

Like the rest of the sprawling food hall that is Mercado Little Spain, its pastry case is practically a Eurail Pass through regional Iberian gastronomy, where, alongside Galician almond cakes and fried Catalan xuixos, you’ll find a cream-sandwich delicacy called the cardenal. While the Majorcan town of Lloseta has historically claimed ownership, Mercado partner Albert Adrià learned the recipe at an illustrious Barcelona pastry shop whose founder had gleaned it from a visiting Austrian chef. Murky provenance notwithstanding, the cardenal is a cloudlike confection worthy of a New York stage. The customary large-format version has undergone a few tweaks for its local debut, including a reduction in size and the addition of a warm chocolate sauce, but its essence—ethereally light and tantalizingly rich—endures.…

WHO KNOWS WHERE Emily Post or Martha Stewart would stand on the subject of scissors in a place setting. But their advice on the topic might be helpful right now. Great whacking supersharp scissors not unlike the ones you’d see on some old-school bespoke tailor’s workbench are turning up where you wouldn’t expect them: on the table next to the forks and knives at an increasing number of restaurants around town. Which is not to say that scissors at supper are anything new, especially in Korean cuisine. Whether you’re feasting on barbecue in Murray Hill, Queens, or slurping noodles on 32nd Street in Manhattan, it might be harder to find a Korean restaurant that doesn’t use them than one that does. When David Chang and chef Eunjo Park were planning…

“I’M JUST GONNA RUN AROUND like a madman,” says Steven Defendini, the art director at North Bergen High School in New Jersey, as he speed-walks across the stage where the drama club is putting together an encore of its now-internet-famous Alien: The Play. He needs to fix the tail of the alien—ahem, xenomorph— because it’s starting to go limp from the two-a-day rehearsals happening over spring break. Inspired by the 1979 film and adapted by Perfecto Cuervo, an English teacher and the director of the production, the show premiered in March. “It was really hard selling tickets. Kids would just give us blank stares,” says Gabriella Delacruz, the senior who plays Ripley. All told, Cuervo and Defendini spent about $3,500, most of it out of their own pockets—unlike football, theater…

Evidence of the magic beginning... From day one of rehearsal, it has been clear that Audra McDonald and Michael Shannon are not simply portraying the title characters searching for connection in Frankie and Johnny in the Clair de Lune. They’re becoming them. These extraordinary actors have gone deep into Terrence McNally’s love story, and pulled back its many layers to find an electricity and visceral intimacy rarely seen on a Broadway stage. A story about love, being seen for who you really are, and being truly vulnerable—can only be served by stars like these. Watching them is like seeing comets hurtle toward each other, burning brightly apart, and when they collide—it’s indescribably dazzling.…

1 In July 1951, a barefoot runner delivered a telegram with the news of Anjelica’s birth to Huston at Murchison Falls, a waterfall on the Nile in northwestern Uganda, where ‘The African Queen’ was being shot. 2 Toronto-born Walter Huston was a veteran of vaudeville, Broadway, and film. Though nominated three times previously, he won a single Oscar in 1949 for Best Supporting Actor for The Treasure of the Sierra Madre. He died of an aortic aneurysm the following year at 67 in his Beverly Hills suite. 3 Anjelica’s mother, model and ballerina Enrica “Ricki” Soma, was the daughter of Italian immigrants. Her father Tony ran celebrity-hangout restaurant Tony’s Wife on East 55th Street in Manhattan. When Soma first met John Huston, he was married to his third wife, the…

Amy Sedaris Takes Her Things Very Seriously For instance, she won’t use just any tape—she must use Scotch Heavy Duty Shipping Packaging tape. “If it’s not heavy-duty, I’ll have a meltdown. It matters.” For more specifics on where to buy her stuff (and for more of her stuff, for that matter), visit thestrategist.com. ACCESSORIES Granny Panties I get these high-waisted Lollipop underpants in three-packs from old-lady bra shops on the Upper West Side. $19 at amazon.com Hair Bows I was obsessed with these Goody bows when I was little. Now I find them on eBay. $17 at ebay.com Made-to-Fit Wig This wig was made for me at the University of North Carolina School of the Arts. It’s all real hair. CRAFTING TOOLS Trimmings I cannot live without pom-poms. I put…

DOWN IN THE PART of town recently rechristened the Seaport District, Pier 17 continues its evolution from megamall to event space and concert venue with a “Pier Village” of ground-floor restaurants. Where once were Liberty Cafe, Flutie’s, and Pedro O’Hara’s soon will be brand expansions from David Chang, Andrew Carmellini, and the West Coast’s Malibu Farm. First up is the Fulton, Jean-Georges Vongerichten’s bilevel piscatory tribute to the old Fulton Fish Market, which he began patronizing as the chef at Lafayette in 1986. An Alsatian new to New York, he was the proverbial fish out of water, and his friend Gilbert Le Coze, the late co-founder of Le Bernardin, showed him the ropes, explaining that “the small boats leave in the morning and come back by noon,” ensuring peak freshness.…

HIP-HOP HAS not historically been welcoming to women who rap: They’re ignored or pitted against each other or allowed to be successful only one at a time. But when she was growing up in Houston in the late ’90s and early aughts, that never occurred to Megan Thee Stallion. Instead of going to day care, she spent afternoons in the studio with her mother, Holly Thomas, who rapped under the name Holly-Wood. “My mom is the first female rapper I’ve ever known. I’m thinking, like, Okay, yeah, this is normal. Everybody’s doing this,” Megan, now 24, says. As Holly-Wood rapped, she thought her daughter was coloring or watching TV. “Really, I was ear to the door, thinking, Yeah, uh-huh, I’ma do that too.” Megan’s in New York three weeks after…

ONE OF THE common misconceptions of music in the social-media age—a time when you can watch your favorite indie musicians partnering with brands, playing festivals, and posting selfies on tour as if they were on some endless vacation—is that the foot soldiers in the industry are awash in capital. The truth is that most indie artists rely on multiple income sources outside of their music career to pay the bills and put food on the table. Here’s what six of them are doing when they’re not making music.…

“C. D. Wright’s Casting Deep Shade (Copper Canyon Press), a sui generis paean to beech-trees, could well serve as the poetic corollary to Richard Power’s astonishing Overstory (W.W. Norton & Co.), which just earned a Pulitzer Prize in fiction. Another is Arthur Sze’s Sight Lines (Copper Canyon Press), a book that braids science, sensual observation, and an attentiveness to our exigent environmental predicament into dazzling poems of connectivity. Most of the poets I know are drooling for Brian Evenson’s Song for the Unraveling of the World (Coffee House Press, June 11). Evenson’s book explores the permeable membrane between the dead and the living, self and other.”…