Andrew Ross Sorkin
Inspiration For ‘Billions’ Dominatrix Wins In Court Of Public Opinion
Which is to say she lost in the actual court of the Second Circuit. Soundly.
‘Billions’-Based Courtroom Costume Drama To Return Long Before ‘Billions’
Shull v. Sorkin is coming back to a courtroom near you (if you live in Manhattan), and to a livestream for everyone else.
Maybe SPAC’s Shouldn’t Just Be A Cash Machine For Sponsors?
You’re not gonna like it, but given how things are going for blank-check companies, IPOs, and NFTs, hear ARS out.
Mick Mulvaney, Who Promised A Graceful And Peaceful Presidential Transition, Makes His Own Craven And Hasty Exit
If Exegesis Capital will invest based on the ex-chief of staff’s ability to read people in Washington, we might steer clear.
Next SEC Chair Could Save Kelly Loeffler, David Perdue From Themselves
That is, if they’re still in a position to enjoy political salvation after today.
Warren Buffett: Something Will Save The U.S. Economy, But It Won’t Be Him
In fact, it’s going to take some magic and a miracle. And probably a decade or two.
Steve Mnuchin Throwing A Snowball At Andrew Ross Sorkin Is Steve Mnuchin In His Purest Form
Joe Kernen was sitting RIGHT THERE, you monster!
Charlie Gasparino Continues To Pen Billions Fan Fiction
Andrew Ross Sorkin in a threesome edition.
Want To Wake Up With Mandy Drury?
Or Becky Quick? Or Andrew Ross Sorkin? Joe Kernen? Jim Cramer? Because you think it would be a pleasant way to start the morning or, alternatively, a horrifying way sure to get you out of bed without delay? Now you can!
Come Between Andrew Ross Sorkin And His Pita Chips, Take Your Life Into Your Own Hands
It's often been said, in profiles, conversations, and the like, that Andrew Ross Sorkin is the hardest working man in America, juggling several jobs at any given time. Up until now, the ones we knew about were 1) Dealbook editor 2) Squawk Box host and 3) author. Today we've learned of yet another title he holds: (self-described) Human Garbage Disposal. "If food is in front of me, I have to eat it," Sorkin told Grub Street, while taking part in its "New York Diet" series, an accounting of one person's food intake over a given week. From March 2 to March 7 we get to see ARS's appetite in action, destroying everything in its wake. Yogurt (Fage peach), his children's chicken nuggets, Chinese food, coffee ice-cream, tomato soup, mushroom soup, peanut butter brownies, turkey sandwiches, margaritas, Red Bull, oysters, Muscle Milk, pretzels, steak, salmon, Chirpin' Chicken, sweet-potato fries. It's actually quite mesmerizing. And that's just what he consumes for sustenance. Here's what he goes weak in the knees for. Anything that came out of a deep-fryer: "...we ended up at Five Points where I had two spicy margaritas and ruined [my] workout within in twenty minutes. I also had a spinach salad, rockfish, and a chocolate brioche bread pudding and apple crisp to die for. Give me anything baked or fried and ... forget it. Donuts, Glazed: "All is well in the world, until someone brings Dunkin' Donuts to theTimes office. No will power around glazed doughnuts. I could eat a whole table of them. They're classic and timeless, without being too sugary and complicated." Bread pudding, which he'll eat off the plate of a source: "In between MSNBC and the Times, I went to lunch with two venture capitalists at Michael's. Their choice, not mine. I like it there because that's how people know you haven't died yet. Ate salmon with mustard and sorbet for dessert. Okay, the venture capitalists offered me some bread pudding, and I got all in on that, too." His Stacey's Pita Chips. Do not get him started.: "Now I really go off the rails at home. It starts with a glass of red wine and half a bag of Stacey Chips. Then I eat more, but with hummus. They're the greatest chips in the history of all chips. When I was writing my book three years ago, I'd go to a bodega at eleven o'clock at night for a liter of Diet Coke, a couple beers, and my Stacey Chips." Andrew Ross Sorkin Will Eat Anything You Feed Him, Especially If It Is Baked or Fried [Grub Street]