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.

Orwashers, the popular artisan bakery, opened a takeout-only outpost on West 84th Street on Monday.

A friend I'm not that close to asked me to be his best man. I'd like to say no -- but how?

The dish has an addictive X-factor that's hard to describe: a mix of savory, sweet, and smokey flavors, plus perfectly executed rice.

"Urban bass fishermen recognize how feeble an attempt it would be to safeguard a juicy spot; instead, they welcome the exchange of intel."

Maybe the scaffolding wasn't so bad?

Do I still need to follow his rule, that you can't use the same unwashed knife in the butter and the jam consecutively?

If you leave your house, you’ll pass a dozen trees and probably not register a single one. Still, they have our backs.

Pay a visit to Grant's tomb -- the only national memorial on the UWS -- to commemorate the 18th president's birthday.

Two for $10?

Lots of openings this week, and no closings to report other than -- in case you missed it -- Pastrami Queen. Maybe.

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

The mortadella is combined with burrata, tomato, and basil, tucked between slices of crunchy bread and slathered with pistachio pesto.

A citywide strike by building workers, scheduled for Wednesday, appears to have been averted.

From an alien's point of view.

With every swing, I feel a pang of guilt. Am I taking up space for too long? What’s the etiquette here?

It’s a Brave New World.

The music washed over me and a resonance rose from the center of my body. It was impossible to be unmoved.

Pier i Cafe in Riverside Park opened for the season this week -- can summer be far behind?

A colleague sent me a thank you note that I suspect was written by AI. Do I say something?

I spotted a dish whose name is vividly etched in my memory, perhaps forever: fritto misto. I ordered it on the spot.

"We certainly deal with viruses on a day-to-day basis, but nothing like this." -- Catherine Quayle, Wild Bird Fund director

Life is just a series of seemingly random events.

Where West 96th Street bustles today, a brook once babbled.

Tax season returns.

Springbone Kitchen, a health-focused cafe with 10 other NYC locations, is having a grand opening tomorrow at its new UWS location.

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

Never in a million years would I have imagined the steak would be this big or taste this good.