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The Coat I'm Living In, and the Twelve I Almost Did.
A senior editor's note on building a winter uniform from a single great overcoat — and the quiet case for fewer, better hangers.
The Winter Quarterly · Issue No. XI
A long winter essay on the small rituals — a pressed tablecloth, a hand-poured espresso, a single room lit only by candles — that have begun to feel like the truest luxuries of the year.
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Four long-form pieces from our editors and contributing writers — published between Sunday editions of The Sunday Letter.
Style
A senior editor's note on building a winter uniform from a single great overcoat — and the quiet case for fewer, better hangers.
Wellness
Wellness, as our editors practice it: a long soak, an early night, and the radical act of closing the laptop before ten.
Travel
A field report from a small honey-stone hotel — and the long lunches, garden walks, and bookstore detours that made the trip.
Hosting
A winter menu built for the slow Sunday after a hard week — and the kind of evening you'd want to be invited to.
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Worth Returning To
Long-shelf-life reading from the archive — the pieces readers tell us they keep open in a tab for months.