The Chicagoan is a dazzling new magazine that just came out with its (re)premiere issue. As described by Robert Feder in TimeOut Chicago, it's "a sumptuous 194-page magazine that carries a dazzling array of articles, artwork and photographs, zero advertising and a cover price of $19.95. A line beneath the nameplate describes its mission as nothing less than 'documenting the arts, culture, innovators and history of Chicago and the Greater Midwest.'"

This premiere is actually a re-premiere because there once was another magazine by the same name and partially similar slant that was published only from 1926 to 1935. Both the older incarnation and its new namesake resemble the New Yorker in their devotion to long-form writing, but the elder was more snooty and the new one is hipper and more populist — which makes sense, as its editor-in-chief and publisher is J.C. Gabel, the same guy who started Chicago's Stop Smiling.

The new magazine is dazzling in a way that few magazines ever are, and surprisingly justifies its cover price of $19.95. That's because there's no advertising at all, brilliant long articles, gorgeous photography and artwork, original Chicago reporting, poetry, and even a great article about Chicago's coffee scene in which your favorite coffee company is prominently featured: