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The streets of Old Bangkok glisten with rain, giving the narrow
Portuguese-built trader lanes a clean, freshly showered appearance.
For a moment, the city seems content to enjoy the calm. Men linger in
doorways to smoke cigarettes. Women peer through blinds before emerging
on stoops. And intermittent beams of noonday sun cast random spotlights
on noodle carts, spice stalls, and, briefly, a Frenchman holding two
fistfuls of aniseed to his nose.
He looks enraptured, as if seeking transcendence through scent.
A once-simple diversion invented by glengarry-topped Scotsmen strolling the moors with their sticks, golf has come to resemble some high-tech war game. But before you drop a bundle at the pro shop, realize that no amount of graphite or titanium is going to turn a mediocre player into a (Gary) Player. Despite the numerous "breakthroughs" in golf technology, the driving distances of the best professional golfers have increased about 30 yards since 1968. Meanwhile, the average winning score has fallen less than one stroke per round in 40 years. Here are several better—and cheaper—ways to improve your score.
Read MoreAmong the most persistent male fantasies, right up there with the
secret bar where supermodels go when feeling frisky, is that of the
after-hours dive where chefs slum it. Picture a joint with sawdust on
the floor and masters of haute cuisine pigging out
on meat loaf, chili, or that apotheosis of California cuisine—no, not Alice Waters, but
a burrito so thick it could choke Erik Estrada. Sadly, this fabled
hideaway does not actually exist. Instead, each chef has his or her own
guilty pleasure. However, in the interest of making dreams come true,
Best Life has put together an incredible simulation. We’ve cajoled Nobu
Matsuhisa, Daniel Boulud, Thomas Keller, and other world-class chefs
into coming clean about the food they dream about while the rest of us
are dreaming about getting through to the reservation lines at their
restaurants.