Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story Summer can seem as though it will go on forever. Then, come August, there’s suddenly a chill in the air, and you realize that the unbearably hot days are coming to…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story Since 1996, when Gillian Welch and her partner, the guitarist David Rawlings, released “Revival,” their début album, they’ve been making tense and eerie acoustic music about desire and devastation, the sacred…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this storyYou’re reading the Food Scene newsletter, Helen Rosner’s guide to what, where, and how to eat. Sign up to receive it in your in-box. Le Veau d’Or first opened, in 1937, on…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story In the short autobiographical vignette “Alien—1965,” the late writer and actress Cookie Mueller offers what might be a perfect snapshot of teen-age girlhood. “I was always leaving,” she writes. “Every time…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story The tens of millions of viewers who’ve watched the Democratic National Convention on television have consumed a seamless, high-energy, high-definition product to match the enthusiasm of a revived campaign: the paeans…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story Jackson ArnThe New Yorker’s art critic You’re reading the Goings On newsletter, a guide to what we’re watching, listening to, and doing this week. Sign up to receive it in your…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story So much recent history comes rushing to mind when an Obama, husband or wife, shows up at a Democratic Convention. Most of us first heard of Barack when, as a young…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story This past week, the Presidential campaigns of Donald Trump and Kamala Harris played out online, side by side, as if in split screen. Last Monday, after a delay of more than…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story Watch “Fratelli Carbonai.” It’s a rainy, dark December morning in the mountains of Calabria, southern Italy, and Nazareno Scrivo has arrived for work. He’s stressed. “Bad weather for making charcoal,” he…
Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story Being a parent raises so many urgent, concrete questions—Will this movie cause nightmares? Is this enough sunscreen? Where are the Cheez-Its?—that the abstract ones often slip beneath the surface, only to…
