But get away Lidia does, and, finally free of paternal authority, she’s out of control: drinking and taking drugs, partying hard, flunking out, targeting a gentle guitar-playing boy named Phillip (Earl Cave) for a hearts-and-flowers romance even as...
In Clayton’s and Josephson’s hands, though, the fawn response becomes something more pliable, less a sign of acute threat than a broadly anxious orientation to the world. “For some people, fawning is about being more of who they...
The chef Flynn McGarry was only thirteen years old when he débuted a tasting-menu pop-up in his home town of Los Angeles, in 2012. He was nineteen when the doors opened at Gem, his real-deal restaurant on the...
Sophia wasn’t particularly talkative that evening. Earlier that day, she’d been onstage at the conference I was attending and had been teased for a gesture that looked as though she were flipping off the audience. Now she was...
“I’m a huge dog person, which means that I experience death somewhat regularly, with the most beloved creature in my life,” she went on. “Every time that happens, you tell yourself, ‘I can’t do this. I can’t open...
A titanic artist’s death is a terrible shock. In the case of the Hungarian filmmaker Béla Tarr, who has died after a long illness, at the age of seventy, I confess that I’d expected—without necessarily hoping for—a faint...
To start the new year, New Yorker writers are looking back on the last one, sifting through the vast number of books they encountered in 2025 to identify the experiences that stood out. This is the second installment...
For the cover of the January 12, 2026, issue, the cartoonist Harry Bliss used color and composition to contrast the warmth inside with the blistering cold outside. “While in art school, living off of ramen noodles, I’d peek...
A Danger to the Minds of Young Girls, by Adam Morgan (Atria). At the heart of this lively history is the editor Margaret C. Anderson, a radical lesbian who is perhaps best known for publishing, in a literary...
The leader of the fancy-patty movement, for me, though, is Bar Kabawa, the swanky, sexy East Village Daiquiri joint that’s attached to Kabawa, the chef Paul Carmichael’s marvellous Caribbean tasting-menu spot. Carmichael’s patties are cheffy and ambitious, for...
