Uber and Lyft, green cabs and black liveries: The Great Taxi Upheaval is here, elating (if perplexing) passengers.
By Christopher Bonanos
At first the powerful came to Rabbi Pinto, bearing cash and evincing great need. Later he knew how Job felt.
By Steve Fishman
All because he wants to buy its football team. Over these guys’ dead bodies.
By Reeves Wiedeman
The strange year of the posthumous performance.
The American Ballet Theatre dancer, also a principal with the Bolshoi, dances Swan Lake at Lincoln Center.
Making house calls with New York’s most musical dog trainer.
Why fans are now more into free-agent negotiations than the games themselves.
How did Bob Dylan get so weird?
A completely nonscientific survey of what the city is skimming this summer.
A look at the comic-book favorite’s many offshoots and alternate realities, spanning the goofy to the gruesome.
Andy Freeberg on the art of the art-fair booth.
Clive Owen is a bigoted, coked-up MD in The Knick.
The Kill Team pulls back the curtain on American war crimes.
A Most Wanted Man features the last significant Philip Seymour Hoffman performance.
Twenty-five things to see, hear, watch, and read.
A week at the haute couture shows.
Readers respond to our Truvada cover story.
Figure out the hidden theme to win a New York subscription.
Enter in the comments section, or on Twitter with the hashtag we’ve provided.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies. Roll over the images for related links.
The goal: Find an on-the-go bike pump for predawn flats and peace of mind on your haul up to Nyack.
“I’m a New Yorker through and through. I grew up in Washington Heights and then we moved to Parkchester.”
Drew Nieporent’s Bâtard is already showing quite well.
The NoMad Bar’s Madison Park Smash cocktail explosion.
New York’s culinary past and present converge in Ridgewood.
A one-bedroom cabin at the end of a Provincetown pier where the bay’s the backyard.
A store that’s also a scene.
