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In New York's Democratic mayoral primary race, Andrew Cuomo's lead is slipping, and Zohran Mamdani is pulling ahead. Is the DREAM campaign working?

"In Colorado, I once saw a dog in a tuxedo / walk down an aisle and give the bride away."

A new restaurant from the chef duo Samuel Clonts and Raymond Trinh puts caviar in unpredictable places.

The article, which appeared in the Women's Issue, asks what happens when three women leave élite careers to stay home with their children.

And here sat Maureen, who had no one else to send flowers to as sweet revenge. And here sat Lilian, who had thought that little in life could surprise her anymore.

As protests against Trump's immigration raids spread nationwide, a crowd gathered in lower Manhattan--complete with bullhorns, balloons, and a toy doughnut to bait the cops.

Trump, always attracted to playing the role of the strongman, is even more inclined than he was in his first term to misuse the military for his own political gratification.

"Call Me Izzy" and "Angry Alan" feature two stars up close and personal.

Also: Paul Simon goes on tour, Taylor Mac adapts Molière, and more.

Cribbage-board markers: four letters.