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Share “But you don’t look Puerto Rican…” should be the title of my memoir - if I ever get there - as it is a common opening line to most of my conversations with people who are looking to break down my cultural roots and ancestral timeline because the ambiguity is too much for them to leave it alone. You see, to be Puerto Rican from the island, you must be light-skinned with long straight hair, holding a pot of arroz con habichueles and singing “que bonita bandera,” as your long traditional dress flows in the wind OR to be a Puerto Rican from New York means you must be dark skinned with curly hair, hoop earrings, with the signature flag displayed on your car while waving a tattoo of the coqui on your wrist as you speak.

This post is about Lauren Dickason. You don’t have to read it. It’s OK to just choose not to read about this topic because it’s too close to home or it’s too hard or it just hurts too much. It’s a good thing to recognise when your heart can’t take more awful news. This post does not include any detail about the deaths of Lauren’s children. It is not graphic in any way.

Robert Gottlieb in The New Yorker, October 18, 2013 “…the true rapture was reserved for the play’s star, Laurette Taylor, reappearing after a difficult interlude of alcoholism, but still a revered name in the theatre. Her biggest success, decades earlier, had been in the comedy ‘Peg O’My Heart,’ which she performed for years both in New York and around the country, and in a movie adaptation. Now, as Amanda Wingfield, first in Chicago and then on Broadway, she emerged as an actress without peer, her performance referred to again and again as the greatest ever by an American actor.

Welcome! This is a place where I share media industry-related articles, professional development webinars and presentations (specifically about DEI), and insider tips about best practices from me and my amazingly talented friends. By Lavanya Sunkara · Launched 9 months agoMaybe later! ncG1vNJzZmimkanCs7HTq5ivnZyav2%2B%2F1JuqrZmToHuku8xo

Devon Price Originally published in Human Parts on Mar 23, 2018 I’ve been a psychology professor since 2012. In the past six years, I’ve witnessed students of all ages procrastinate on papers, skip presentation days, miss assignments, and let due dates fly by. I’ve seen promising prospective grad students fail to get applications in on time; I’ve watched PhD candidates take months or years revising a single dissertation draft; I once had a student who enrolled in the same class of mine two semesters in a row, and never turned in anything either time.

A lazy day soup for busy weeknights — this creamy white bean miso soup comes together in 30 minutes, it’s rich, comforting and so easy to make. The white bean soup has modest notes of cumin and is flavored with deeply savory, salty, umami white miso. Finished with sweet and tangy roasted cherry tomatoes and a big dollop of sour cream, get yourself a crunchy toast and enjoy! Prep time: 10 minutesCook time: 20 minutesTotal time: 30 minutesMakes 3 to 4 servingsExtra-virgin olive oil 

I recently heard from Gail Simmons, Top Chef judge and professional eater, asking me if Le Chateaubriand was still any good. I had no idea! I’d been half a dozen times since the restaurant opened in 2006. I watched it transform the city’s dining scene and saw it rise and fall in the World’s 50 Best rankings. I passed chef Iñaki Aizpitarte smoking outsid… ncG1vNJzZmiokae2tK7YpqaurJhjwLau0q2YnKNemLyue89oo56bmJbBpq3Um6mimZ6Z

If you wanted to pretend the pandemic never happened, that you never had to lay off your workforce, that you weren’t freaked out about incurring millions of dollars in debt, that all lives were equitable, that art and storytelling and innovation no longer matter, that celebrating ostentatious wealth and lavishness is a great idea, that a personal touch and vision are foolish idealism, then Le Select, the luxe, French-skewing restaurant from Boka group, is perfect.

Right about now, there’s a tendency for a lot of people to think William Nylander is overpaid. It’s wrong, of course, because Nylander is among the best in the world at what he does and is lucky enough to do it in a multi-billion dollar business where a lot of people are making money. He had every right to ask for, and receive, what he’s getting. As much as people can’t understand why hockey players get so much to play a game they’ve loved since they were kids, the reality is that elite NHL players are paid a pittance compared to their brethren in other professional sports.