“Sunday night is a time when a diner can resemble the platonic ideal, and an old man can snooze in a booth undisturbed. It is a time when the queasily hued green taxi cabs return to the boroughs beyond Manhattan and the avenues revert to 20th-century yellow. It is a time when one may, on some darker blocks, even feel a hint of the old foreboding.

Late on Sunday nights, the guardians of the old city come out; barstool historians, native New Yorkers, unreliable narrators.

And no one is in a rush.”

After Saturday Night, a Bit of Old New York Can Still Be Found - NYTimes.com

This is great. (via goldman)

Yes, a wonderful snapshot of a Sunday evening in New York.

(via goldman)

A fascinating history of New York City on the eve of the 350th anniversary of its renaming from New Amsterdam to New York.

“I try not to focus on the fact that I could never afford the house in which I grew up, and think instead how lucky I was to have lived there in the first place.”

My Brooklyn, Then and Now - NYTimes.com (via rubenfeld)

"Modern apartment buildings on one side of Flatbush Avenue stare down at scruffy check-cashing and uniform stores on the other. In Red Hook, working tugs share the waterfront with spectacular views and a museum on a floating barge. In Prospect Heights, you can have grits in the morning at Tom’s Restaurant, founded in 1936, and then cornmeal-dusted skate with baby bok choy and leek confit for dinner at James on Carlton Avenue. In Windsor Terrace, Sunday-afternoon drinkers holding plastic foam cups of Budweiser spill onto the sidewalk outside Farrell’s, where Pete Hamill’s father spent many a twilight, while yammering 20-somethings pick from an impressive and rotating selection of craft beers at the Double Windsor across the avenue. I’ve happily stood at each bar when it was three-drinkers deep."

This is so, so great.

(via goldman)

Indeed. Lovely.

(via goldman)

nedhepburn:

You have to watch this: ‘Slomo’, via the New York Times.

Joybloggin’ 2014.

The bigger concern for McWilliams is hangovers. Curling tradition dictates that the winning team buy the losers a round of drinks once they put down their brooms and leave the ice. Though postgame revelry at the Olympics may be muted, McWilliams said he was ready.

“The teams like to have a good time,” he said.

— It really is the best sport, you guys.
“Publishers who turned out under-designed and under-edited books and magazines in the Internet age have learned the hard way that consumers expect excellence in print. Just as McSweeney’s grand experimental newspaper Panorama suggested in 2009, and as big, beautiful magazines like Vogue prove every month, print is not dead, it simply has some very specific attributes that need to be leveraged. Good printed work includes a mix of elements in which juxtaposition and tempo tell their own story, the kind of story best told with ink and paper.”

Print Starts to Settle Into Its Niches - NYTimes.com (via goldman)

Now accepting donations of copies of ‘Cool Tools.’

(via goldman)

Definitely asking for a friend - if you lick the roads, will they be cheesy?

(Wisconsin is putting cheese on their roads and the New York Times is ON IT.)

livelymorgue:

May 11, 1942: Five months into World War II, a young Coast Guardsman from Iowa was shown in a photo feature exhibiting the “typical actions and reactions of the thousands of service men from small towns who, since the war began, have made their maiden journey to the ‘big city.’” Photo: The New York Times

If you’re not following The New York Times’ Lively Morgue photo blog, you’re making a large error.

timeshaiku:

A haiku from the article: An Old-Fashioned Elevator Man

Once again, Metropolitan Diary in the Times hits it out of the park.

One of the highlights of PAing in Manhattan & Brooklyn was taking freight elevators all the time and meeting their operators. Often, these dudes were the friendliest people I’d see all day. They probably thought a scrawny little dude with big glasses trying to haul a magliner loaded down with a couple hundred pounds of whatever was hilarious.

As we turn our local news crews’ attention back to Breezy Point on Long Island, NY once again, this time for a large whale that ended its life on the sand, it’s important to learn from history’s mistakes.

Do not, under any circumstances, try to blow it up.

I cannot get over the webcam that the New York Times stuck on the roof of their building. The pre-storm city is beautiful at just about two in the morning!

sandyorbust:

Great shot from the nytimes building in NYC.  Image updates every 60 seconds.  Great viewing for tomorrow, depending on whether or not it remains intact. 

Well, that’s purdy. Cluck thru.