Greek-Motif Coffee Cups by Andy Levine
Greek-motif take-out coffee cups are a familiar sight on the streets of New York. These cups are generally free with a purchase of any hot beverage at most NYC delis, diners and bodegas... [continue]

Review — Delicasse by Rolezon Rogitan-Ellimon
The much talked about opening this year of the extravagantly luxurious restaurant "Alain Ducasse at the Essex House", where dinner for two can easily cost more than $800, has shadowed an even more important opening by the same French superstar chef here in New York. A couple of weeks ago Alain Ducasse also inaugurated "Delicasse on 2nd Avenue", a typical NY deli, but with Ducasse's brilliant touch of decadence. [continue]

The Man with the Fastest Pour by Gabrielle Walter
When the bell goes off and the doors to the Staten Island ferry ramp are closing, there's still time for coffee if you head straight for the McDonald's Express Coffee Line. For a long time I boycotted McDonald's because I was opposed to their styrofoam cups. But the desire for a decent cup of coffee (by ferry terminal standards) won out over my environmental concerns. Fast service was another consideration. A man named Sammy presides over the Coffee Line... [continue]

Law Life by Eugene J. Patron
In the name of equality, justice is blind. But as a neophyte paralegal set loose on the New York courts, I find myself wide-eyed by what I see every day. I'm working in family law, as in divorces, custody and child support. Think Cupid's arrow turned poison. The high powered celebrity and corporate legal wrangling gets all the all the media attention, but it's the usual day to day workings of the courts and the very court building themselves which have left an impression on me. [continue]

Subway Reading by Lorenzo Gori-Montanelli
One of the things I've been jotting down in my little notebook is what I see people reading in the subway. Here's a selection of what I've observed, all the way from a gynecology exam to a Duane Reade circular, from Walt Whitman to a Palm Pilot. [continue]

NYC Transit Moments: On the IRT by Gabrielle Walter The young woman next to me on the Uptown local is writing in a spiral notebook, which she has propped against her knee. Her backpack, flap open, is on the seat next to her. She's an Ivory- girl, fresh-faced and oblivious and I have no patience for folks like her who set up camp on the train, arranging their various belongings on the seat while people stand or sit hunched and crowded on either side of them. [continue]

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