Who Knew? An Hour Away, a World Apart

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‘Who Knew?’ is sponsored by Walter Stewart’s Market. Use a compass, if such a thing still exists, to draw a circle with a one-hour driving radius around New Canaan. You’ll find our little town sits squarely within striking distance of wildly divergent energies. With the traffic gods on your side, you can get to a Michelin-starred tasting menu in Midtown or a clam shack up the Connecticut coast. Yankees or Mets, Giants or Jets, New Haven apizza or a Central Park cart dog—the point is, our location is a prime launchpad for discovering the best of what’s out there.

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Who Knew: Welcome to the Carb Boom

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Many years ago, when I self-identified as an idiot in my twenties, I put myself on a no-carb diet that was popular at the time and still makes the occasional rounds today. For two weeks, I embraced bunless hamburgers, crouton-less salads, beer-less baseball games, and a joyless existence. I probably lost four pounds before something innocuous–let’s be honest, it was the flour tortilla around a burrito–felled my willpower. Soon enough, I was mainlining Cheezits and Parker House rolls as I always had, and left others to their spiralized zucchini noodles and Ziploc bags full of snacking bacon.

Who Knew: Secrets, Sushi, and Secret Sushi

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My secret: I turned 49 this week. And honestly, it was a bit on-the-nose of my body to awaken on the morning of my latest birthday with a pinched lumbar nerve. Creatively speaking, I’d prefer a subtler introduction to this new and somewhat mystifying age. Unable to do much more than hobble at a decidedly prawnlike angle and feel sorry for myself, I told my husband that all festivity was physically impossible.

Who Knew: Making Moves on Main Street

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At the storied Roseland Ballroom in New York City, a wall of plaques used to bear the names of the 700-plus married couples who first met on the institution’s dance floor. It boggles the mind that there was a time when people made each others’ acquaintance doing the rumba–it seems wildly vulnerable to commit to an entire song’s worth of eye contact with a stranger, not to mention quite sophisticated for two adult human beings to have memorized a series of complicated things to do with their feet whilst exchanging origin stories. Nowadays, if the internet is to be believed, kids just DM each other photos of their bathing suit regions and then, presumably, go to Sweetgreen. In real life, though, dance is community.

Who Knew: By the Spoonful

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January’s atonement vibes are in full swing, like a sobering cosmic credit card bill for the gin-soaked immoderation we practiced in December. As with every January, I find myself casting about for joy. I want sunlight. I want fun.