When Peter the Great gave Louis XV a gift of caviar, the French king tried it, and then spat it out on the floor of Versailles. About 320 years later we seem to have gotten used to the taste. “The fancy cars, the women and the caviar, you know who we are,” sings Ludacris in “Pimpin’ All Over the World.” It’s not just that these fish eggs taste good: they taste like the high life.
Look beyond its aura of glamour and you’ll find that caviar is the product of an intricate and shifting global industry. With U.S. bans on caviar from the critically endangered Caspian and Black Sea sturgeon, traditionally the source of the most prized eggs, that business got a lot more complicated.Read more »
Who, beyond the perennially lonely, would buy a half-bottle of wine? At 375ml, it's good for 2.4 glasses, or, in dinner party measurements, just enough to leave everyone dissatisfied.
We can start with Elin McCoy, Bloomberg's wine columnist. When Loot called her up to ask about half-bottles, she informed us that she has many of them and is a "huge believer.” Here's why:Read more »
There's a widespread perception that opera's for the elite. No tux or JAR brooch or chauffeured car? No entry to the Met.
It's a stereotype with a small, 24-karat nugget of truth at its core. The most expensive seat in the Met's orchestra section is $310-- one flight up, a front-row seat in a parterre box is $445. That means a night out for two could cost close to $900.Read more »
Winter has arrived at the clothing store South Willard, where rows of fleece shirts share floor space with down jackets and vests. At the menswear store Apolis, a cold-weather, waxed-cotton coat with a wool lining is flying off the rack. It's the same chilly story over at the store Insight, which carries pea coats and bomber jackets.
Outside is a different story. Palm trees contrast with a bright blue sky. Couples walk past in shorts and sunglasses. Welcome to the odd world of winter apparel in Los Angeles. Why, in a city where people can go surfing before they sit down to a Christmas meal, would anyone buy something made for freezing temperatures?
Well, you guessed it, they travel. And actors, who film in Vancouver and Toronto, are among them, says John Noble, the owner of Douglas Fir in Beverly Hills, a store full of winter coats. "No one is walking their dog in the canyons in Malibu in a really heavy coat."
Not no one. Ryan Conder, owner of South Willard, thinks Hollywood has more reasons for winter wear than meets the eye. "It's mostly celebrities who buy the down jackets and have no body fat," he writes via email. "They're in really cold air-conditioned rooms and then get right back into their air-conditioned Prius." He ponders another hypothesis. "All those antidepressants we take make our blood run cold, so a warm jacket is a must-have."
Christmas Eve isn't just the holiest night. For some New Yorkers who don't celebrate it, it's also the dullest (speaking from Jewish experience). Despite shuttered storefronts and empty streets, there's still a decent amount of things to do besides sitting on your couch with Chinese takeout.
Slap as many whimsical animal patterns on your tie as you like. If you're dressed for the office, you're dressed for the office.
How to stand out? (In a good way?)Read more »
There was a time when a coffee mug was only cutting edge if you dropped it. Now, fashion-forward boutiques from Williamsburg to Silver Lake are stocking what could almost be called cool pottery. And by the store owners' accounts, the more they stock, the more they sell.
"This has only been true for maybe a year and a half," says Lori Leven, the owner of Love Adorned, a boutique in New York's Nolita neighborhood. "I've definitely expanded the artists we carry, and each person has their own following. ... Many people are now making ceramics for a living, whereas it used to be what they did for a hobby."Read more »
Let it get cold enough in New York and suddenly it's businessman on the bottom, mountaineer on the top. The guys cast off their flimsy overcoats and cram themselves into high-performance Gore-Tex, turning the big city into the Olympic village. If every suit on the icy streets of Manhattan tore open his Velcro jacket at 9.30 a.m., it would obliterate the opening bell.
High-performance jackets are one solution to bone-chilling weather, but they're not an entirely practical one. An Arc'teryx might be windproof. It isn't designed to be worn over a suit.