Best Pizza in the World
Some people swear by John’s Pizzeria on Bleeker Street. And many believe that there is no such thing as pizza outside the five boroughs, and definitely not in Chicago. But not so. When I...
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Some people swear by John’s Pizzeria on Bleeker Street. And many believe that there is no such thing as pizza outside the five boroughs, and definitely not in Chicago. But not so. When I...
Before kids, three of us decided to go skydiving. Tandem jump strapped to an instructor, just go, get kitted up, jump out of a plane. Our wives got wind of the plan. We probably...
I called a friend who does not identify on the binary gender spectrum “she”, not “they”, and was rightfully called out for it. It was impolite, and politeness is important to me. That is...
I am writing this in my bed in Mount Sinai Beth Israel Hospital in Manhattan, where the staff are extremely friendly and competent, and I have a gallstone problem that is very routine for...
Jon was five years young. In those years in England, children of six would walk themselves home from school. But for the first year of school, the front of the school would mill with...
Jeremy and I were brothers, born just short of twelve months apart. From our earliest recollections we had always been together, two against the world. Kids then were free range, and this Easter vacation...
Jon was alone.
And then there was Gus.
I get up late, having stayed up very late writing something controversial. Go into Manhattan to pick up my new iPad and keyboard – so excited I am not hungry and skip breakfast, promising...
Sitting in my favorite coffee shop, I’m writing my next book. The familiar trappings: my trusty tablet, the colorful cover that doubles as a keyboard. Carefully chosen for a convincing click, the experience of...
It was August in the Hula valley, living on a kibbutz in Israel. It was hot. Too damn hot. So hot the Israelis were hot. So hot that I would work late in the...
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