
Last night's long subway ride afforded us an opportunity to start reading Ian Frazier's Siberia travelogue in the latest New Yorker. So far, it's every bit as astounding as we'd hoped—the long digression about Siberian butter, in particular, made our inner magazine geek nearly burst with glee. What can we say, we're absolute suckers for Frazier's brand of narrative non-fiction—and, of course, jealous of his gig. What Microkhan wouldn't give to be dispatched to the frostiest reaches of the globe,
Published on July 29, 2009 06:31