Stan was in my Honors English class at Shaker and was a very bright and sensitive student whom I really never got to know well but respected his obvious intelligence and dry wit. I did not stay in touch with Stan after high school but knew of his various journalistic endeavors and great interest in food. RIP
Like Andy Krotinger, I was an AP English classmate of Stan's, and I did not know him well. (Both he and I were shy at the time, I think.) But Stan was clearly oh-so-smart and also clearly off the beaten path and also clearly a very nice person. He reached out to me several years ago after some online postings, and we had a good catching-up conversation. I am so glad that things have changed enough in our society since our high school years that Stan was able to have the kind of meaningful, socially and legally recognized relationship that he deserved. My great sympathies to his family.
Harry Kohn
Stan was a great friend.
From Politico - 02.19.2025
Per an obit from Seth Mydans: “Stan Sesser, an eclectic journalist for the
New Yorker and the Wall Street Journal whose subjects ranged from the
emergence of fresh-food California cuisine to land mines in Laos and
genocide in Cambodia to explorations that included sampling the world’s
most fiery chili peppers in Northeast India, died on January 27 at his home
in New York. He was 81.”
Stan Sesser, an eclectic journalist for the New Yorker and the Wall
Street Journal whose subjects ranged from the emergence of fresh-food
California cuisine to land mines in Laos and genocide in Cambodia to
explorations that included sampling the world's most fiery chili peppers
in Northeast India, died on January 27 at his home in New York. He was
81.
His death from a form of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) came
after a 15-year battle with the disease, said his husband, Prasong
Kittinanthachai, known as Yai, a Thai professor of philosophy.
Even as he lost his ability to speak, then to walk, then to rise
unaided from his wheelchair, Mr. Sesser was determined to live a full
life, continuing, almost until the end, to pursue his passions for opera
and long evenings at New York's finest restaurants.
Mr. Sesser first made his mark as a young restaurant critic for the
San Francisco Chronicle, documenting the emergence of what became
known as California cuisine, giving a high profile to one of its creators,
Alice Waters and her innovative restaurant, Chez Panisse. His columns
highlighted small, immigrant-driven restaurants and were collected into
two books, together with his fellow restaurant reviewer, Patricia
Unterman.
He then took a post as an assistant professor of journalism at the
University of California at Berkeley, before returning to reporting, first
for the Wall Street Journal, then as the Southeast Asia correspondent for
the New Yorker.
In that role, he was one of the first reporters to enter the closed
nation of Laos, still scarred by American bombing during the Indochina
war; interviewed members of the genocidal Khmer Rouge in Cambodia
and was one of the few reporters to report from Myanmar (then called
Burma) after the nationwide massacres of 1988, including a long
interview with Daw Aung San Suu Kyi, the opposition leader.
He collected these reports in a book called "The Lands of Charm
and Cruelty: Travels in Southeast Asia," of which the writer Raymond
Bonner said, "One shares the author's experiences with delight, while
recognizing how perilous the journey is." For the Wall Street Journal he
covered both politics and the arts, particularly opera, and moved to
Hong Kong and then to Bangkok where among other things he wrote
for a special feature section called "The Saturday Essay."
The loose format of this section gave free play to his wide-ranging
interests which, besides fiery chili peppers, included joining a walking
safari in South Africa; flying across the Pacific to sample "the best peach
on earth" in Yangshan, China; traveling to Lapland to test mosquito
repellents; examining counterfeit hairy crabs in China; touring Bangkok
on a Segway; flying on what he called the world's most dangerous
airline, Air India, and telling the story of highly eligible Western women
who could not find a date in Bangkok, where exotic, tractable women
are plentiful.
His professional and personal travels took him to some 40
countries, but when Mr. Sesser was asked later to name the place,
anywhere in the world, that he would most like to revisit, it was back at
home in the United States, Niagara Falls.
"Concerning Stan's voracious appetite for life, I would mention
music," wrote a friend, Alex Kerr, in an email. "He traveled all over
Europe and America attending concerts and operas, especially, as I
remember, the Ring Cycle in Bayreuth. Yai was the perfect partner for
him because Yai was also very erudite."
He and Mr. Prasong regularly attended concerts at the Manhattan
School of Music, near their home, and Mr. Sesser endowed the Stan
Sesser Career Award in Voice at the school, mainly for students of opera.
A wine connoisseur and collector, he would bring half a dozen
bottles from his private cellar when he celebrated New Year's Eve at his
favorite restaurants in New York or Bangkok, where he also had a home.
He financed some of his personal travels by selling some of his bottles.
Mr. Sesser was committed to fitness and long-distance running, and
once, on a cruise ship where he could not go for a run, Mr. Prasong said,
he jumped into the sea and took a long swim.
Stanford Nathan Sesser was born on April 6, 1943 in Cleveland,
the son of Benjamin Ralph Sesser, who managed a plumbing supply
business, and Belle (Matz) Sesser, a homemaker.After graduating from
Shaker Heights High School, where he worked on the school paper, he
enrolled at Columbia University, where he earned a Bachelor's and
Masters degrees and served as managing editor of the Columbia
newspaper, the Spectator.
After graduation he went to work for the Wall Street Journal from
1967 to 1971, after which he took a post an assistant professor of
journalism at Berkeley.
He moved on to become West Coast Editor of Consumer Reports
Magazine, after which he joined the San Francisco Chronicle and
became one of its two restaurant critics.
Ken Hom, a celebrity chef based in Bangkok and France, who
knew him at the time said in a telephone interview: "Stan was influential
in spreading the word about what was going on in the Bay Area and he
should be honored for that. He was a great writer and when you read his
pieces you almost salivated."
He joined the New Yorker Magazine in 1989, where he worked
until 1994 when a new editor, Tina Brown, made extensive changes to
the staff.
During those years Mr. Sesser appeared seven times as a guest on
the NPR program "Fresh Air" with political analyses about Asia and
wrote opinion pieces for The New York Times.
He also published a book called "Life Along the Mekong: Asia's
River People from China to Vietnam."
Mr. Sesser spent the next five years as a freelance journalist before
he joined the Asian Wall Street Journal, based in Hong Kong and then
Bangkok. When that regional newspaper folded the Wall Street Journal
kept him on as a lifestyle correspondent from 2006 to 2011, when he
began suffering the first symptoms of the disease that took his life.
He married Mr. Prasong, his partner of many years, in 2015, Mr.
Prasong became an American citizen, and they continued to divide their
time between New York and Bangkok.
He is survived by Yai, his daughter Sasha Sesser-Ginzberg and her
mother, Abby Ginzberg.
Andrew Krotinger
Stan was in my Honors English class at Shaker and was a very bright and sensitive student whom I really never got to know well but respected his obvious intelligence and dry wit. I did not stay in touch with Stan after high school but knew of his various journalistic endeavors and great interest in food. RIP
Barbara Jan. Katz
Like Andy Krotinger, I was an AP English classmate of Stan's, and I did not know him well. (Both he and I were shy at the time, I think.) But Stan was clearly oh-so-smart and also clearly off the beaten path and also clearly a very nice person. He reached out to me several years ago after some online postings, and we had a good catching-up conversation. I am so glad that things have changed enough in our society since our high school years that Stan was able to have the kind of meaningful, socially and legally recognized relationship that he deserved. My great sympathies to his family.