The days of the Algonquin Round Table may be long gone, but the New Yorker’s 80th anni fete proved a suitable stand-in for Gotham’s literary 21st century journo types.
Editor David Remnick hosted the low-key soiree at Pace restaurant in Tribeca, musing as to the mag’s long life.
“It stayed true to itself and to the whole idea of the magazine being a bunch of human beings who publish what they like,” said Remnick, who took over the top post from Tina Brown in the latter half of 1998.
Lillian Ross, the mag’s revered royal, turned up for the party, as did fellow staff writers Ken Auletta, Nancy Franklin, Tad Friend, Hendrik Hertzberg and Susan Orlean. Ross, of course, memorialized her affair with New Yorker editor William Shawn in “Here But Not Here: A Love Story.”
Noticeably absent was New Yorker staff writer Seymour Hersch, who is on assignment in Beirut.
James B. Stewart had to beg off at the last minute due to a publicity plug for “DisneyWar,” which was rushed into publication last week.