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Considering the Unexpected Departures

So Kim Jong Il, Christopher Hitchens and former Czech president Václav Havel walk up to Saint Peter at the Pearly Gates of Heaven

If you’ve been lost in the static of radio silence this past week, you must be thinking, “What a witty opener for that Upper West Side Christmas party!” Unfortunately, the humor is coarsened by the fact that the North Korean supreme leader, outspoken British-turned-American intellectual and Eastern European politician moonlighting as everything under the literary sun all passed away this weekend. We can’t help but imagine Mr. Hitchens being amused by the inevitable comparisons that one could draw between him and the company he’ll be keeping in the newsworthy obits this week: The pages of which will be filled with terms like “revolutionary,” “tyrannical,” “egomaniacal” and “possibly insane.” (And that’s just for Mr. Hitchens!) It’s dark humor, of course, but did the Vanity Fair contributing editor know any other kind? Read More

Dining

The Monkey Bar > Brooklyn (Patrick McMullan)

NYT’s Wine Critic Delivers Blistering Takedown of Brooklyn Dining As An Excuse to Write About Monkey Bar (Again)

Remember the days when The New York Times' Chief Wine Critic Eric Asimov tried to pretend that everyone in New York wasn't as wealthy as it's 1%? Emphasis on the word tried: Even his old "$25 and Under" column usually found ways to give rave review upscale joints like Barbuto and Shore in Tribecca by listing a dish or two that happened to be under the quarter-hundo range.

But "$25 and Under" fell by the wayside over half a decade ago, and in that time Mr. Asimov has let the pretenses fall away. He is not at The New York Times to sell you on food carts or hot dog joints off of Montrose Ave. Go read GQ if you want that crap. And in his latest column reviewing Graydon Carter's Monkey Bar (Why? What? Again? Have we run out of restaurants?) Mr. Asimov uses the opportunity for a scathing takedown of an entire borough. That's right, Brooklyn. Ya burnt.

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Money for Nothing

(Joel Kimmel)

fREE ca$H 4 U!!! NOT a scam!

Besides being well-known, well-heeled New Yorkers, what do Henry Kravis, Jessica Seinfeld, Donald Trump, Lewis Lapham, Lizzie Grubman, Peggy Siegal, Nina Griscom, Ira Rennert and Nicole Miller all have in common? They don’t know it yet but Tiffany & Co. owes them money. How about Jerry Seinfeld, Matt Dillon, Michael Nouri, Sigourney Weaver, Julia Stiles, former Observer editor Peter W. Kaplan, Glenn Close, Joey Ramone’s heirs and Madonna? Cold, hard and abandoned cash from Walt Disney could be coming their way very soon.

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The Lunch CROWD

A Very Fashionable Week At The Grill: Photographers, Actors and Style Icons Storm the Four Seasons

We had a beautiful event last weekend for Todd Eberle, the photographer, celebrating his new book, Empire of Space--which features the Four Seasons 50th anniversary portrait Mr. Eberle took two years ago, with lots of regulars including Michael Ovitz, Peggy Siegal, Dolly Lenz, Aby Rosen, Ed Koch and, of course, me! Larry Gagosian, Vanity Fair Read More

The Transom

Death of Magazines? Try Magazines of Death!

"It's good to see the journalism of death is alive and well," said New Yorker editor David Remnick as he accepted the public interest Ellie for Atul Gawande's morbid "Letting Go" at the National Magazine Awards on Monday.The soiree at 583 Park Avenue had kicked off with a sober multimedia tribute to the late photojournalists Read More

Obits

A Social History of Richard Holbrooke, Bulldozer of Manhattan

On April 24, 1941, Richard Holbrooke was born in Manhattan. And though he spent his last hours yesterday in Washington, D.C. and much of his diplomat's life crossing borders fighting oppressive rulers tooth-and-nail, he always remained a New Yorker.

And as a testament to that birthright, Holbrooke was a foreign affairs genius who, when he was Read More

Ralph Lauren Does Wild Wild West Without Being a Cowgirl

Yesterday morning, Ralph Lauren held his show at Skylight Studios in Soho, far away from the tents at Lincoln Center. The front row was peppered with the heads of the city's magazines — Anna Wintour, Graydon Carter, Adam Moss and Stefano Tonchi, to name a few — as well as members of the Lauren family.

Once the Read More

Money Never Sleeps: Wall Street, Stoned

"Are you a bee? Do you like to sting people?" a handsome banking executive in a merlot-colored suit growls to his protégé. It is early afternoon in the third-floor offices of a midtown skyscraper, the News Corporation headquarters, and select middle-aged men are watching an advanced screening of Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps, the Oliver Read More

Good Wives

Graydon Carter’s Better Half

Anna Scott Carter is a tiny woman married to a very large man. This is true in terms of physical proportions-Ms. Carter is petite, with thin, unpainted lips, an upturned little nose and small brown eyes-and social ones. While Graydon Carter's sails of white hair and the gold buttons on his bespoke suits lead his Read More