You Be Buggin’

If slurping the worm from a bottle of tequila is the closest you’ve come to consuming insects as food, you’re in a cultural minority. Sautéed de-winged dragonflies, fire-roasted ants, and termite-baked breads in other countries are considered delicacies – but this love of larvae just hasn’t caught on in the…

Maybe It Really Is America’s Venice?

For four glorious weeks each year, Fort Lauderdale transforms itself into a hotbed of hobnobbing, culture chatter, and celebrity spotting during the Fort Lauderdale International Film Festival. The cinematic spectacle has acted as launching pad for many independent films, giving them the street cred and awards they need to huddle…

Let’s Talk About Sex, Baby (Boomer)

Psycho-sexual therapist, radio and television icon, and former military sniper Dr. Ruth Westheimer will be doling out her signature brand of advice on Thursday. She’s teaming up with Dr. Lawrence S. Hakim, a urologist at Cleveland Clinic Florida, for a free lecture tackling a topic that’s left so many couples…

Creative and Thrifty? Sounds Like Art

Some business deals go down in seedy bars, others over a sweaty handshake. For the lunchroom film series, it happened in a civilized fashion over a proper midday meal of pulled pork and cobbler. Curator Mike Plante took filmmaker Roger Beebe out for lunch and pitched his lucrative offer: he…

Crüe Cut

Getting pleasure from singing along – nay, shouting along – with Mötley Crüe anthems is a pre-requisite to properly enjoying any Crüe concert. That’s partially because “Girls Girls Girls” sounds better when screamed by a stadium of Rag Magazine-reading fans, and also because Vince Neil is too wasted to remember…

There Ain’t No Bugs On Me

There’s a strange thing going on with contemporary country music: to succeed, artists have to bridge the gap between the lives and ideals of the young, while still embracing the traditions and roots of the genre they represent. A perfect example of this is “(I Wanna Check You for) Ticks”…

Maybe Atheists Find God in Foxholes,

American soldiers come from every background and faith. For years, the higher-ups of the Veteran’s Association repressed the demands of pagan soldiers to put a symbol of their religion, a Pentacle, on their headstones in the event of death. Recently, Pagan lobbying groups have had success overcoming this issue: veteran…

Eat Your Heart Out

Driving down Federal Highway could make you misjudge the state of food in Broward; chain endeavors with billboard-esque signs block the sun from both east and west. Fortunately, locals know that most of our edible gems lie unassumingly tucked away on side streets. Herban Kitchen, Galanga, and Food Amongst the…

Get in the Van

Our punk rock icons are aging. Mike Watt now looks more like a retiring shop teacher than a rocking member of the double bass group Dos, and the recent surprise guest on NPR’s quiz show, Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me was not a senator with presidential aspirations, it was the…

My Power Animal is a Kitten

Libraries are relaxing places. If they branched out to serve tropical drinks and hooked some hammocks between the stacks – well, shoot, you might never go home. Weston Library (4205 Bonaventure Blvd., Weston) isn’t going quite that far, but it is utilizing the natural chillaxness of the joint and offering…

Beating Life Back Into This Damned Town

The plush, blue, velvet seats of Cinema Paradiso will all be filled this weekend, because on Saturday, the church turned movie theater undergoes another transformation, this time into a music venue. The cozy building’s stone walls, picket-fenced courtyard, and stained-glass windows will provide ambiance as a powerhouse, as local musicians…

Think Big

In the paintings of Guillermo Trujillo, everyone is tall. NBA tall. The Panama-born painter stretches the heights of his subjects to represent the nurturing effects of the nucho, a ritualistic symbol of the uniting life force. Trujillo’s modern take on folk art channels the spirit of this ceremonial tool into…

Puppy Love

She had to borrow the truck from Miami Animal Rescue to deliver one wounded dog to a foster home, but when she pulled back into the parking lot, Jacquelyn Johnston realized that she had to save another one. “I heard Wooo-oo-ooo!” howled Johnston, mimicking Penny the 98-pound bloodhound’s introductory statement…

Glamour Gals Unite!

You need to go to fashion’s roots to find your wardrobe’s missing link. Fashion forward thinkers know that mixing vintage and modern to cultivate their own style is a lot more interesting than looking like a walking, talking, mannequin from the Express. The problem is that vintage styles and sizes…

Summer Love

Summer is ending. Due to the accompanying heat, you’ve hardly had a chance to celebrate the season; don’t let it slip away without saying goodbye. Tonight is the perfect chance to spend some quality time before bidding it farewell: It’s the final Summer Sushi and Stroll at the Morikami (4000…

Running Man (or Woman)

You only run (1) when chased, or (2) towards snacks. That’s OK. Nobody ever said that you have to be a marathon winner to be a productive member of society. In fact, this evening you can swig back beers, win awesome prizes, and just enjoy your natural squishiness as others…

Color Ascends to the Sublime

“I control emotion – my medium is art,” said Miami colorist Keith Smith about his unusual method of paint application. His finished products look unique because they are: Smith uses the paint’s fluidity in his favor, letting it roll and glide across the canvas in a controlled fashion. The end…

On Any Given Sunday

U-N-I-T-Y In addition to just being a great bar, New Moon’s (2440 Wilton Dr., Wilton Manors) distinguishing characteristic is that you can pull up a stool, watch sports, and carry on a conversation that’s evolved beyond grunting (and, co-requisite, crotch scratching). On Sundays, this Wilton Manors establishment houses both the…

The Fabric of Love

Your relationship with your closet is on the rocks. Your relaxed-fit jeans have been laundered so many times they’ve actually become skinny jeans (but sadly, a couple seasons too late). All of your shirts are bright coral – except for the ones you tried dying darker for fall (funny how…

A Whole Lotta What-Evs

Most fundraising affairs require something from you: training for a charity marathon, owning kicks with proper arch support for a walk-a-thon, or gently nodding off unnoticed while a monotone voice yammers on about “infectious plague this” and “genocide that.” Isn’t it time that a benefit gave something back to the…

Meat Loaf: Comfort Food or Just too Salty?

Love him or hate him, Meat Loaf is still cookin’. The well-seasoned Bat out of Hell has put out oodles of records (including his early stuff on Motown: Stoney & Meatloaf – What You See is What You Get), starred on stage in the musical Hair, and kicked out a…

Ratt Poison

C.C. DeVille is an unlikely heartthrob. Measuring in at five foot seven-and-a-half inches (one can assume that includes The Hair), and performing solo songs like his opus “I Hate Every Bone in Your Body – Except Mine” (ladies: swoon!), DeVille’s pretty far removed from the standard Romeo. And yet, he…