We all know that The Rent is Too Damn High. The affordable housing crisis is largely concerned with renters. In fact, though, homeowners are being screwed by the very same dynamics.

“Is it rude to ask my [brother-in-law] not to come over for a bbq? I am 3 months pregnant and BIL is Panamanian and my sister mentioned that he traveled there recently to visit his brother. I am afraid he could have zika now.” A reminder that Urbanbaby still exists, and is good.

A new online report ranks Tribeca as NYC’s best neighborhood to live in, if you like Eurotrash millionaires and freezing wind.

Shock-em in Gotham: Bill “De” Blasio, the current mayor of this great metropolis, is the kind of guy who goes to the gym in cargo shorts. Is this what we need, in a leader?

A blast that went off near the location of a funeral for the Nobel laureate and Holocaust survivor Elie Wiesel in New York City’s Central Park severed a man’s foot, the New York Daily News reports.

If Donald Trump wants to win the presidency, he’ll need to raise a lot of money. One of the men helping him do that is the hedge fund manager Anthony Scaramucci. We asked him why.

Yesterday, the New York City Department of Transportation released a report full of statistics about the ways in which people get around town, and how long it usually takes them to do so. Incidentally, these stats, taken together, present a pretty compelling argument in favor of a particular piece of legislation that was recently introduced in the state assembly.

Traffic in Midtown Manhattan is generally pretty bad, and if you’re not on 42nd Street, the subway offers no options for getting across town. What’s a commuter in a rush to do? Get on a bike.

Whose side are you on? Are you a stone-cold originator, or some sugary carpetbagging poseur? Would you like sprinkles with that, or might a tasty chocolate dip be more to your liking? Are you in or are you out? Sugar cone or waffle? Most importantly: Mister Softee or New York Ice Cream?

It is with a heavy heart that we bring you this tail of woe: most New Yorkers are giving wack names to their dogs.

A low point of the American experiment.

“I stared at the man on the other side of the glass doors. Along with the rest of the world, I had now seen his penis.” After the wonderful Weiner, the first hire on Anthony’s failed 2013 NYC mayoral campaign gives her own, mostly bleak account of what it was like to work for Carlos Danger.

Sophisticated readers of the New York Times are well aware that the most—and sometimes only—worthwhile section of the weekend paper is the “Sunday Routine.” We would like to alert you to an noteworthy occurrence that may signal a sea change in the “Sunday Routine.”

In New York City, the average income and the average rent seem to have both just flown in from very different planets. They have no idea how to communicate with one another.

Billionaire Hollywood mogul David Geffen, whose ability to use charity donations to embody the principle of selfishness is truly astounding, made—spoiler alert!!!—another gaudy, wasteful, self-aggrandizing charity donation today.

Amid a “third wave” artisanal coffee boom in New York City, one cafe is “planning pop-up dinners where the dishes are paired with carefully selected coffee instead of wine.” Seems like that would keep you up late.

In Manhattan, the NYPD will no longer throw you in jail for asking a fellow citizen for a little help. Wow—civilized!

“Fuck Verizon!”

Peggy Noonan’s body may be in Manhattan, and her soul may be in Ronald Reagan’s coffin—but her mind, now and forever, is in Brooklyn, at a street fair she went to a few years back.

What do former First Lady Laura Bush, IMF chief Christine Lagarde, Cambridge classicist Mary Beard, and comedian Mindy Kaling have in common? They are all women. And... and??