Lily’s Roaster’s, which serves freshly roasted small-batch coffee, croissants, and pastries, opened on West 86th Street this weekend.

My apartment mate acquired a cat while I was out of town. He knows I’m allergic. Now what? Signed,

La Bomboniera’s Nutella bomboloni is served fresh and warm, causing the Nutella to spill out upon taking a bite.

The forecast calls for showers this morning, but clearing in time to get outside this afternoon. Happy Memorial Day, everyone!

Central Park is quiet this weekend.

We don’t have to go all the way back to Shakespeare to enjoy the art of ruining your life for love.

Shakespeare in the Park kicks off the summer season tonight with "Romeo and Juliet." Here's how tickets will be distributed.

Summertime dreaming.

An independent record store will open this summer in the space formerly occupied by Europtica on Amsterdam Avenue near West 82nd Street.

This photo was taken on the UWS, sometime in the past. Do you know where, when, and what it shows?

I worried the dessert would be too sweet, but the strawberry jam in the crème fouettée brought enough acidity to level the sweetness.

On this day in 1910, not much happened -- and that was very good news. Here's why.

Well, it looks like I'm back to being cranky.

Two hundred pedigreed sheep were imported from England, all the same color and size, to complete a picture-perfect pastoral scene.

Conversing with strangers...

Eventually, the last out was called. The teams shook hands and melted into the park with their gloves and bats.

I’m a waiter, and one family that comes in weekly for brunch doesn’t tip. At all. Can I approach them about it?

The lobio, when presented to you, looks like a feast of its own, scintillating with colors and joy.

An UWS man died after being pushed down a subway staircase by a man with a history of mental illness.

To the mothers!

The thing about “bikers” is how quickly they turn back into people once you actually look at them.

A different version of Here's the Dish.

This photo was taken on the UWS, sometime in the past. Do you know where, when, and what it shows?

This sando was the closest thing to the French fraîsier (elevated strawberry shortcake) I had tasted this side of the Atlantic.

The New York Post is explaining why the Milling Room restaurant closed in December — and the explanation is a doozy.

Thank you for the Upper West Side support.

The whole corner looked like a million bucks. The whole neighborhood does. And our apartments are priced accordingly.

The Margaret Mead Film Festival, honoring storytelling and documentary film, kicks off today at the American Museum of Natural History.

It's a galactic curbside pickup.

Post-its on my studio door remind me to turn off the A/C and lock the bathroom when I leave. I still forget.