The New York Times isn’t exactly known as a sports writing powerhouse. Slipped into the back of Business Day for most of the week, the Sports section tends to feel like an afterthought. A chore, even. But even if the Times fails to scratch your sports writing itch on a daily basis, you’ll be hard-pressed to find three better sports books for your summer reading list than the ones written by veterans of the Gray Lady.
Sharks are nothing new to New York waters, we’ve just forgotten them.
I first moved to north Brooklyn in 1990 when I was 28 and just starting out in life. I lived on Graham off Metropolitan Avenue, above a laundromat, in a small one-bedroom apartment with a skylight in the bathroom, a parquet floor and a roof deck outside my bedroom door. It cost $350 a month.
On the first Friday of every month, the Franciscan Friars partake in what they call a “Jesus Run” -- a night where they seek out homeless people to offer food, prayers and faith.
The government estimates that a person spends $150/month on food. We ask New Yorkers what's in their food baskets.