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Altice USA
Altice USA

Now that Newsday Publisher Gordon McLeod — whose management style was overshadowed by his penchant for propping his stockinged feet atop conference tables during meetings — has egressed the building for good, Altice is busy implementing its master plan — that is to say, questioning every expense, ad nauseam, until no one wants to buy anything ever again, and everyone wants to quit. Just ask Suddenlink.

Just One Thing …

Newsday's Ed Bushey
Newsday’s Ed Bushey

 

Assuming part of McLeod’s duties is Ed Bushey, the guy who makes everything work. If Altice is as smart as they say they are, they’ll do what it takes to keep Bushey happy. Why? Because if he walks, the wheels come off of Altice’s new toy.

 

Laissez Les Bon Temps Rouler

Let Good Times Continue to Roll
May Good Times Continue to Roll

Issue number 1200 just rolled off the presses.

That’s why we’re tipping our hat to the Long Island-birthed Good Times Magazine, touted as ‘America’s oldest and most enjoyed regional entertainment newspaper.’  It’s been in circulation for 46 years, and still going strong. Hey, where else can you read about Carlos Santana and Mulcahy’s Pub all in the same place?
Congrats to Richard Branciforte and the Good Times crew.

 

Meanwhile, Out East …

Tis the Season for Dan's
Tis the Season for Dan’s

Out thar in the East, Dan’s Papers just put out its largest issue ever — so maybe the rumors of print’s demise have been greatly exaggerated, huh, folks?

Also huuuuge:  Dan’s Taste of Summer on July 22, where you find yourself tripping over Michelin-starred chefs and celebrities at every turn. Want to go? Use our special promo code steve — and save 30 percent off the ticket price.

 

Raw Deal For Cookie Dough

Time to Get Totally Baked
Time to Get Totally Baked

Now that flour has been recalled for E.coli, the FDA is doubling down on its warnings to steer clear of noshing on cookie dough.

Previously, it was only the Salmonella from raw eggs that threatened to kill you for licking the bowl. Ah, the good ol’ days.
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