"I started as I would continue: perched on a tiny plastic chair at 7am." Neil D.A. Stewart eats his way from Hanoi to Saigon, but skips the dog
"Sabrina is a book about a very twenty-first century tragedy. It’s about how death is reported, mediated, sensationalised, politicised"
Mil is Peruvian wunderkind Virgilio Martínez’s high-wire, high-altitude new endeavour
"These unnerving stories resonate in – or haunt – the mind long after reading"
"When I go to the toilet, I happen upon a waitress spraying copious amounts of stain remover upon the man whose chinos she has spilled food all down"
"'That’s Tommy Hilfiger!' my companion stage-whispers"
"It’s possible that it would be a better play if there were no angels in Angels in America"
It was the worst of times. Yes, definitely the worst of times. But what was the best literature in another otherwise abysmal year?
Neil Stewart surveys the scene in his favourite foodie city
Dark and comedic, Doomocracy comes to deepest Brooklyn
