A man used his Civil War-era fortune to build this sanctuary in memory of his wife.

A CT scan revealed the identity of this 3,000-year-old mummy that everyone erroneously thought was female.

Founded by members of the Tohono O’odham Nation, this one-room joint's James Beard–winning fry bread is light as a cloud.

Open since 1938, this diner has kept its fountain, malt machine, and all the gum that greasers left beneath its counter.

The installation’s official name, “You Who Are Getting Obliterated in the Dancing Swarm of Fireflies,” says it all.

A self-built castle made by a mysterious man.

Empty, but not abandoned, this cavernous Brooklyn loading dock was once considered the largest individual building in the world.

This neighborhood grocery houses a treasure trove of Eastern European delights.

A charming "tea atelier" hidden away in Greenpoint, Brooklyn.

Just your average Marie Antoinette–themed speakeasy in an abandoned 19th-century subway tunnel.

Sniff the Titan Arum's rotting flesh.