OK, so he spent the night. Sue me. I’m a grown woman with needs, for goodness’ sakes. Said “needs” also entitle me to three or more meals a day — I’m hypoglycemic, so there’s a legitimate reason for my steady appetite — and by morning I was simply ravenous. For those…
Tonight, check out “This Land is My Land,” an exhibit of Latin American artists at Art Expressions Gallery (1438 NE 26 St., Fort Lauderdale). No, it’s not a Woody Guthrie tribute to redwood forests and Gulf Stream waters (Remember his song: “This land is your land, this land is my…
Hang on to your sporks, folks; I think I’ve met “the one” — the mac to my cheese, the bangers to my mash, the nilla to my wafer. After decades of dating countless guys, some of whom possessed nothing more enticing than a penis and an appetite, I was just about…
Tonight, check out “This Land is My Land,” an exhibit of Latin American artists at Art Expressions Gallery. No, it’s not a Woody Guthrie tribute to redwood forests and Gulf Stream waters. Rather, it’s a way to celebrate Hispanic Heritage month and experience works by Colombian Ana Maria Hoyos, Adriano…
You know that sinking feeling you get when you discover that the orange you just bought at the local supermarket came from South Africa? Imagine how long it has been off the tree compared to that one you bypassed at the green market that same morning. The same goes for…
Let’s go old school here and assume that it’s the gents who have to select which restaurant is best for wining and dining the ladies. (Or, for our gay readership, maybe you can just flip a coin or have a sexy baby-oil wrestling match to determine the chief decisionmakers in…
I should’ve known what I was in for when my blind date, Sir Pompous, told me he barely had time to fit me into his busy schedule. “I can only do, maybe, Tuesday for a quick coffee or, like, late dinner on Sunday or something,” he said on the phone…
Eight open-heart surgeries would leave most of us in a helpless heap on the floor crying for our mommies, but not 28-year-old Barry Brandon. This South Florida-born and -bred guy became a professional singer, songwriter, dancer, and comedian after suffering since birth with Shoenes Syndrome, a life-threatening disease that put…
Banana Boat in Boynton Beach has been around since 1978. But I remember it from the late ’80s and early ’90s when my buddies and I would tool up in daddy’s Boston Whaler and spend the day in bathing suits and flip-flops sucking down virgin piña coladas and chicken fingers…
If you think Yoo-hoo brings out the true flavors of Doritos, it’s time to broaden those horizons, my friend, by checking out New Times’ annual Pairings event tonight. Around 50 of the area’s hottest restaurants will be representin’ with samples of fine eats, brought together with cocktails, wines, and craft…
It was a bit of a challenge finding the new Domenick’s Pizzeria in Weston, only in part because it is hidden in a plaza off a main drag, tucked behind a synagogue and squeezed between a beauty salon and Sylvan Learning center. As of presstime, one website claims it is…
I often go on blind dates with a great deal of reluctance, but since my matchmaker put the words “handsome,” “tall,” and “doctor” in the descriptive sales pitch, I was more than eager to go out with Bachelor No. 3. (Or is it Bachelor Number 8,635? I’ve lost count by…
I never claimed to be an awesome cook. I’ve got two knock-em-dead recipes in my repertoire — meatloaf and chicken marsala — but otherwise it’s a crapshoot as to whether anything that comes out of my kitchen is even edible. But, alas, my new beau has wined and dined me…
Since I am the “Love Bites” gal and all, I thought it was most apropos when my date proposed that we dine at Transylvania Restaurant in Hollywood. Truly, I looked positively delicious that night in a gray cotton sundress, so it was no surprise my clean-cut date greeted me with…
Traditional dinner dates started to get as boring to me as reruns of Everybody Loves Raymond, so I suggested that my Saturday-night matchup and I try something different. Hmmm, maybe a cooking class would be fun, I thought. Seemed a win-win to me; If he’s a dud, at least I’ll…
Now we know you like to save your tennis bracelet, gem-encrusted nameplate, and 3-carat eternity band for a Cinderella-esque ball with your entourage, but make an exception tonight for Dress Up in Diamonds at the South African Jewels Showroom (5295 Town Center Rd., Ste. 202, Boca Raton). At this pinkies-in-the-air…
After a series of dates with random guys that started with “I dunno. Where do you wanna go for dinner?” it was refreshing for once to hear a man say, “Just look pretty. I’ll take care of the plans.” I did my part, putting on the LBD (that’s Little Black Dress…
Years ago, those kind folks at The Spady Cultural Heritage Museum got together and figured out that we need a festival to celebrate our Southern style, and thus, Living Heritage Day was born. If you just luuurve to chow down on collard greens and fried cornbread while listening to stories…
For so many years — I’m thinking ten, at least — I’ve been able to avoid the dreaded blind date. But since I haven’t been finding much quality on my own, I decided to make a public announcement to my buddies: “Line ’em up. I’m fix-up-able!” Inspired by my recent…
I’ll admit that I’m another one of those singletons who fell victim to I-wonder-whatever-happened-to-my-ex-maybe-I-should-look-him/her-up-on-Facebook stupidity. Yes, my friends, it was a big, gargantuan mistake. But I’m happy to report that at least I got a whopper of a learning experience, a few trips to Texas, and lots of good meals…
Growing up in West Palm Beach, Wattana Thai has long been a favorite of mine, so it seemed a no-brainer for me to meet there with “ÜberJew73.” He had already sent off myriad red flags with his pointless texts (“Just woke up. See you Wednesday.”), religious zealotry (note the aforementioned…
I don’t think I’ll ever forget the expression on my date’s face when, in response to his request for a glass of water, our rough-around-the-edges waitress at Le Tub in Hollywood simply pointed to a big Igloo plastic cooler with a stack of flimsy plastic cups and said, “Get it…
