the east hampton picayune star

There I was, sitting at the bar in the Hacienda listening to “Night Fever” and waiting for two chicken tacos to go.

Some notes from three weeks back on Paumanok after years away in Europe.

BEFORE YOU GO OUT EAST, as they say, people warn you about the traffic.

“ARE YOU REALLY SURE you want to do this with me?”

IT WASN’T EASY being an Indian kid on the East End in the Nineties. Of course, it had never been easy being an Indian kid, and probably…

A BATHTUB FULL OF LOBSTERS, a harbor full of yachts. Diners lined the counter of Billie’s Bistro clad in colorful attire. Red polka dots…

‘EXCUSE ME, aren’t you that famous travel photographer who took the photo of the Dalai Lama blowing on his soup?’

THAT SAME NIGHT, Laszlo Tuffdick drove west from his estate in the knolls of Amagansett and passed through the towns of East Hampton and…

ON THURSDAYS, East Hampton entrepreneur Ethan Bryant met with some other East End men for a round of golf at the Shinnecock Hills, a…