Where to Eat: At The Bar

A few moments from the past week reminded me why I love New York. On Friday, I sat in the sun outside a wine bar, next to a greyhound named Snork. (It was her birthday!) On Monday, I made it from Midtown to Fort Greene in 30 minutes (when the M.T.A. works, it’s like magic).…

Easy, Superb Summer Cooking

The summer solstice may not arrive in the Northern Hemisphere for another seven days, but I’m not exactly known for my patience. I’ve been on summer mode for weeks. I’ve hit the beach at the Rockaways. I’ve knocked back frozen drinks on sun-dappled patios. I’ve cut out of work at 3 p.m. on a quiet…