the end of general interest?

For media publications, at least.

In need of a bit of seasonal structure, I’ve decided to devise mine own private summer cuisine challenge, which is to eat all of my favorite/aspirational sandwiches in New York before Labor Day. On the lineup: Mama Louisa’s artichoke parm (biked down to get it yesterday, it wasn’t as great as I remembered, but also I was very demoralized by the humidity…