Made of stacked melted meteorite that looks more like Thor’s hammer and armed with the encyclopedic knowledge of knives and stunning skill from bladesmith Bob Kramer, these chef Kramer knives are among the finest in the world. This video of him, by Anthony Bourdain’s Raw Craft, features his process and it might be the…
If you’re a fan of classic DC comics, then it’s probably the artwork of the ‘80s that is burned into your memory—more specifically it might be the art featured in the rare, never-released-for-sale 1982 style guide. While bits and pieces have made their way online in the past, we’ve never had a chance to see the…
This review of Tequila Sunrise originally appeared in 1988 at The New Yorker and is reprinted here with permission from Pauline Kael’s daughter, Gina James.
The following is adapted from the new Random House book Year of the Dunk: A Modest Defiance of Gravity.
Over at The Daily Beast, my pal Allen Barra writes about Frederick Exley and his muse, the late Frank Gifford:
Editors’ note: On initial publication, this post consisted of a reprint of Pete Axthelm’s 1967 Sports Illustrated story “When The Real McGuire Stood Up.” After publication, we were made aware that a permission given by Axthelm’s family to reprint his work did not extend to this article, as we had mistakenly believed.…
I picked up William Finnegan’s surf memoir Barbarian Days on a beach this summer, and felt—I was stoned, the sky was astounding, the waves were delirious—that I’d fallen into an almost violent communion. As with the excerpts previously published in The New Yorker, where Finnegan’s been a staff writer since 1987…
Everyone has to get their start somewhere, and for one of pro sports’ preeminent voices, his entry into the sports world started at the very bottom. Before becoming Marv Albert: Voice Of The NBA, he was Marvin Aufrichtig: New York Knicks Ball-Busting Ballboy.
Thanks to the essential weekly newsletter, The Sunday Long Read (compiled with taste and care by Don Van Natta Jr. and Jacob Feldman), I found Alex Bilmes’ excellent British Esquire interview with Paul McCartney:
This article was originally published in the September 1980 issue of Inside Sports and appears here with permission.
The real stacks.
Sergio Aguirre is weak, pale. Sometimes he fumbles for words, and it’s not because English isn’t his first language. He’d been on a hunger strike, and hadn’t had anything besides water and tea in four days.
Ah, now this looks like it’s worth your time. Nicholas Dawidoff’s New York Times Magazine profile of the great Robert Frank:
...goes to A Tribe Called Quest.