After opening in 1950, the gallery amounted to a salon for the New York School of poets, publishing the first or second books of John Ashbery, Frank O’Hara, James Schuyler and Barbara Guest. Read more.
The plaque reads “In Memory of My Wife, Margarita Delacorte, Who Loved All Children.” Not only must all children love Alice but when they go to the Park they must love Mrs. Delacorte, too. Read more.
In 1967, before it opened, one man muttered to no one in particular that it resembled an oil-storage tank, and a woman told a companion that it reminded her of a hatbox. Read more.
This stretch might just as well refer to the distance spanned if you lined up, ends to end, all the paperweights, mouse pads, and refrigerator magnets with reproductions of famous paintings on them. Read more.
Books-by-the-Foot service provides ready-made libraries. “Bargain books,” a random selection of hardbacks, is the cheapest, at ten dollars a foot. For thirty dollars, clients can customize the color. Read more.
The founder, Gertrude Vanderbilt Whitney, often bought not the best work of the artist, which the artist might hope to be able to sell elsewhere, but the second best, which nobody else would have. Read more.
“Kerouac’s crutches are kept in the Berg. / Is not this the greatest of institutions, / With levels we both know nothing about?” – Michael Longley, “In the New York Public Library” Read more.
“All the history of the twentieth century will be in photographs—more than in words,” the museum’s founder told Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis for her 1975 Talk of the Town piece. Read more.
“Nancy told me Lon Havemeyer was in town and waiting that very moment to go with us to the Metropolitan Museum.” —Peter Taylor, “A Sentimental Journey” Read more.
“In the bank at Rockefeller Plaza where he went to cash a check, the long-haired guard asked in a whisper if he could touch Mr. Zuckerman’s coat.” —Philip Roth, “Smart Money.” Read more.
There’s menorah mania in the gift shop of this spot, which, considering the many exhibits that feature artists such as Pissarro or Soutine, could easily be called the "I Didn’t Know They Were Jewish!" Read more.
“Immaculate, rectilinear, capacious, and chaste,” John Updike wrote in 2004 after the museum’s renovation. Read more.
Once infamous, the park is now “a handsome place, with flower beds, pétanque games, a lending library, a carousel, thousands of portable chairs, theatrical performances, and many other inducements." Read more.
People call this brand-new playground a children's Shangri-La. They're right. An added bonus? It's next door to the Farmer's Market.
The Hayden Planetarium makes stargazing possible in the middle of New York City.
Golf in the summer, ice hockey in the winter and everything in between. Chelsea Piers has it all.
Book a sleepover adventure tour and enjoy the dinosaurs and whales at night.
