Despite its residency in 4 Times Square, the New Yorker has long held its corporate parent at arm's length; you'd be hard-pressed to find a mention of Conde Nast anywhere within the magazine's august pages. Take this week's review of the Waverly Inn: "Apocrypha abound, as ever—though lately, since the editor in chief of Vanity Fair, Graydon Carter, and several partners took over, they're of a less hoary variety." It's a classic New Yorker move—mention just enough information to seem like they're giving you context, but withhold just enough information so that only those in the know may enjoy. Like the Waverly Inn's patrons, we suppose. So perhaps in some way it's all come full circle.