The crack of a bat sounded amplified in cavernous Yankee Stadium, sprinkled lightly with fans on a cool September evening.

Scrooge pushed past Mary number 1 and Joseph number 2 in the wings without so much as an “excuse me”. Typical.

The 10 Frenchmen journeyed to America despite warnings from their mothers that they would be mugged within 5 minutes of their arrival in New York and mowed down by gangsters in Chicago — provided, of...

Drawn by warm nostalgic feelings for the place and by two sweet little words: “Open Bar.”

Kristin Brown looks as though she could have been mailed first-class to New York for about a dollar and a half.

Grown men have been seen fleeing after reading the menu posted outside.

Pressed caviar has the consistency of chilled tar.

I’m a man. Men cook outside. That outdoor grilling is a manly pursuit has long been beyond question. If this wasn’t understood, you’d never get grown men to put on those aprons with pictures of...

They used to have a fish on the menu that was smoked, grilled and peppered They did everything to this fish but pistol-whip it and dress it in Bermuda shorts.

New York is a city of conversations overheard, of people at the next restaurant table (micrometers away) checking your watch, of people reading the stories in your newspaper on the subway train.

George, a camel, stepped on the foot of a Rockette; six sheep came off the elevator as three kings bearing gifts got on; human Christmas trees bumped into eight maids-a-milking at the water cooler and...