We gave it a B
In Through the Children’s Gate, a quasi-sequel to 2000’s Paris to the Moon, Adam Gopnik explores New York City, his new hometown. Many of the essays that involve his family (two precocious children and a long-suffering wife) and their exploits (chess tournaments, dead pets) first appeared in The New Yorker, but they’re worth re-reading. What’s frustrating is the book’s uneven structure: Breaking up the cozy sights and sounds of Gopnik’s upper-class Manhattan tapestry are pieces on jazz, department stores, and Times Square history. They seem awkwardly plopped down at the Gopnik dinner table, like informative but dry guests upstaging the cute kids.