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By Andy Hinds, Guest Columnist In my last column here, I investigated the validity of my perception that over the last decade there has been an increase in families with young kids in Uptown neighborhoods. The results of my research of census data weren’t exactly what I had expected; but
By Frank Sabatini Jr. | Restaurant Review How do you convert 15,000 square feet of dead space that formerly housed various department stores into a warm and alluring neighborhood restaurant? Easy. Gather up some adventurous investors; weather through the road bumps involved for securing permits and building codes; decorate tastefully,
Landscape designer Raymond Shaw fell some distance from the Family Tree By Michael Good Raymond Shaw came to his profession—he’s been a landscape designer for the last decade—the usual way: by complete accident. It’s only in retrospect that everything seems inevitable, that graphic artist to junior high school teacher to
One of my benchmarks for determining if I’ll return to a restaurant is when I originally dine there not-so-hungry and end up eating everything on the table. Such was the case at Davanti Enoteca, where starting with the first couple of courses, the meal I shared with a friend smacked of novelty and kept getting better
Amid the organizational changes that have occurred at Eden Nightclub and Eden Restaurant over the past couple of years, the patio between the two remains an attractive, fairly steady target for skirting the late-night hubbub while soaking up the happy hour deals
We’re on the cusp of the spring equinox, says Mother Nature who’s boldly making it known with this gorgeous weather. We may have lost a fleeting hour of sleep, but we gained precious daylight — important for the desk-strapped worker bees most of us are. With all the good that comes with the turning of the season, I like to think of it as a fertile period for rebirth
Have you noticed that uptown neighborhoods are loaded with little kids these days? Morley Field is swarming with pre-K soccer teams. You can hardly walk down a South Park sidewalk without being sideswiped by a stroller. Rambunctious rugrats are running roughshod in respectable restaurants.
Well, you can thank me, among others, for what most Uptownies I’ve talked to agree is clearly a trend around these parts: raising children in our decidedly un-suburban environments
The world watched in horror as Morgan Spurlock super sized himself over a span of several months via a solely fast food diet. That was eight years ago and America’s fast food fervor continues
If anything was made to last it’s tile. Wood rots. Concrete crumbles. Iron rusts. Glass breaks. In fact, just about everything made by man eventually turns to dust–everything except for good old-fashioned, high-fired clay. Tough, resilient, impervious to all insults but the hammer blow; tile abides. While the other house parts quake in fear, tile laughs in the face of sunlight, moisture, bugs, earth, wind, fire and volcanoes. Long after we’re gone, after the Huns, Vandals and Visigoths of the future have relegated the United States to the history books, our fireplace tile will live on
I can’t stomach being cutesy. Yet, we’re a culture of people who love cutesy, we embrace it; we sop it up. To us, it’s like a sundae doused in unicorn laughter-flavored syrup, like a helping of perfectly al dente macaroni topped with three rich artisan cheeses. Artisan. There’s one of those cutesy words. Like farm-to-table or farm-to-fork or sustainable. I’ll admit it; I’m guilty of using them all