“There are not many Black-owned restaurant groups, made up of Black partners and Black chefs,” Burrell says. “So I want to be an integral part of developing our space in that field. I want everyone to be aware that, you know, Black and brown people contribute to fine dining.” It all feels like a gift…
When Amy Holland bought her house in Austin, Texas, in 2020, she and her husband knew they wanted to have a pool in their backyard — but not just any pool. “We don’t have kids, so we didn’t want some giant water slide, all the features,” said Ms. Holland, 46, who works in technology sales.…
Zeke, a white and gray short-haired cat with a penchant for taking down rats, is known in his Boston neighborhood as a fearless prowler. Once, a neighbor called his owner, Tricia Brennan, sounding slightly panicked. “‘Zeke is in the back and seems to be antagonizing a raccoon,’” the neighbor said, according to Ms. Brennan, a…
Dreamy, floaty, and fun, this collection looks as gorgeous as it feels and channels those easy breezy vibes we’re all after in the height of the summer months. Inspired by the romance of a garden in full bloom, the beautifully airy designs are warm-weather perfect and add delicate femininity to any outfit (even if you’re…
Nomiya The first izakaya at Roosevelt Field in Nassau County offers interpretations of mostly Japanese fare, like an avocado bomb with spicy tuna wrapped in avocado, and a Suffolk roll, made with kani (surimi), cucumber and torched yellowtail belly. Roosevelt Field Mall, 630 Old Country Road (Meadowbrook State Parkway), Garden City, N.Y., 516-916-2923, nomiyastation.com. The…
Five Years of the Second Avenue Subway A Gen Z friend and I shared an Uber a few months ago, and she asked me what New York was like 10 years ago. (“You should have seen it in the ’80s,” our snowy-haired driver interjected.) I can hear eyeballs rolling across every borough, some international borders…
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Paved Paradise I didn’t want our first kiss to be in a parking lot. I told Rachel that at the end of our fourth date. She laughed and walked with me back to the water’s edge where she kissed me gently. Her tiny, rosebud shaped lips explored my big-Texas mouth. We held hands back to…
Despite the grand surroundings, a recent dinner held in the ivy-accented courtyard of Milan’s 17th-century Palazzo Durini had a surprising sense of ease about it. This was by design. “Nothing should feel too precious,” the host, Isabel Wilkinson Schor, said of the gathering, though she could just as easily have been talking about Attersee, the…
It had to be around here someplace, but Michael R. Jackson could not readily locate his Pulitzer Prize certificate when an importuning visitor asked for a look. He rummaged through piles of paper on a closet shelf. Not there. He inventoried the plastic storage boxes in that same closet, but came up empty again. “It…