Britain has always been known for its vibrant newspaper culture. In London alone, there are 10 national titles that sell more than 9 million copies a day. And this in a country of 64 million people.
Madeleine's Hosiery, which has been on Steinway Street forever, or at least for as long as anyone can remember, probably won't be there the next time you pass by.
I'm a big fan of architecture and all things beautiful. I'm also a big fan of the religions of the world. So naturally, during a recent trip to Europe, I wanted to get up close and personal with as many Old World cathedrals and churches as my three-week itinerary would allow.
Since I moved here to New York, every time I leave, to go to visit my family, there are things that I really miss and the list gets longer every year.
For a second, ours was a ship of intrepid travelers, of those who kept on going where they needed to go. Some made heroic thrusts of outstretched hands to stay in balance. Some held on to chairs or stools at the bar.
Social movements didn't disappear from Slovenia. Some groups became professionalized, like the Peace Institute. Other voluntary organizations continued, particularly among the younger generation. But they no longer had the prominence or influence they enjoyed during that brief period in the 1980s.
I don't think it is much of a stretch to say that narrative voice is the single most important element in fiction.
As a designer, slash, travel blogger, I like to think that I have my finger on the pulse of, well, design and travel. Imagine my delight when I discovered that I would be in Los Angeles just when the ultra-cool French hotel brand, Mama Shelter, would be opening their first United States outpost.
In an attempt to heal my broken heart, I cast about for ways to fill the empty days that had once been spent with a beloved companion. I searched for activities that were meaningful, or at least distracting.
For the past two weeks Greece has entered the climax of the Comedy of Errors - that is its six-year-old economic crisis. Banks have closed, referendums called, rallies and counter-rallies have been held, society divided and tales of conspiracies and Armageddon have become commonplace.
When my wife Kathy and I set out for a week in Paris with our grand-daughter we wanted to do something really special for her. Who would have thought traveling with a 7-year-old would prove so much fun for us, too?
Artur Balder's Little Spain offer us a neglected, often forgotten, seemingly incidental part of the history of Spain and New York. They converge in the form of Spanish immigrants to the city, a place where, as the song goes, "if you can make it in New York, you can make it anywhere."
Recently, I've read a lot about Venice, Italy, and tourism in the town that's played an important role in my life for close to three decades. Many writers, bloggers, journalists speak about what attractions you should avoid, where not to eat or what not to buy when visiting.
Successive advances in information technology within many industries have clearly meant that corresponding business sectors have less recourse these days to that cognitive contribution from 'individual originality' with which only a university preparation was once assumed to equip graduates.
There has been a lot of talk about who has won and who has lost in the recent negotiations on the Greek debt crisis, about who is strong and who is weak in Europe, who is cruel to whom and who has dictated what. This whole discussion, in my mind, misses the point. Europe, especially Germany, wants a strong Greece.
Maybe it is time Jewish American leadership was more like Queen Esther, who wasn't afraid of losing her position or her life for the sake of her brothers and sisters, and less like those whose fears of accusations of disloyalty or increased anti-Semitism prevented them from acting to save millions.