Why would a peace-loving city dweller pick up a shotgun and stalk wild turkeys? Because it’s better for his diet, balm for his soul, and more challenging than it looks.
- Kenwood Towne Centre may be Cincinnati’s most efficient place to score the latest fashion booty, but for those who prefer the thrill of the chase, there is Mannequin. Moe Rouse’s resale shop on Vine Street packs loads of unique pieces into its small space. Her vintage room is stocked with looks that could easily fill the closet of MadIf you’re looking to move downtown, you can’t get much more centrally located than this condo in the Fourth National Bank building. Even though Tom Borcher and Valerie Louis are selling this 10th floor, 1,950-square-foot unit for $385,000, they plan on staying in the neighborhood. “I’ve walked to work every day for 15 years,&rdq
A Warner Bros. record deal gone awry might defeat the average musician. Not Jamonn Zeiler.
A couple of years before, I had met a landlord named Bill Baum in a small studio apartment on Main Street in Over-the-Rhine, which he was rehabbing all by himself. Bill was a quiet, interesting man with graying hair and a red pick-up truck and all kinds of credibility. The room where we met was simple—nothing except a drum stove and a window air conditioner—and I almost rented it. But I let myself be seduced by a place on Walker Street in Mt. Auburn—a bi-level apartment with glass walls in the bedroom, which was just like living in a tree house.
Dean Hanley built his Internet baseball card business one memory at a time.
The ride out had dragged on for long enough that we began to wonder if we were lost. But lost where? Somewhere way east of Cincinnati, between Sardinia and Sinking Spring, according to the map. My friend Shannon drove as I studied the road atlas. It was sunny and hot and we were already past the two-hour mark of what we thought would be a pleasant hour-and-a-half long cruise. Our conversation had dwindled to short pronouncements. “OK. There should be a road coming up on our left.” And: “Serpent Mound is supposed to be around here.” And: “Was that a bison?” And: “I think we just went by it.”
To write his first cookbook, Orchids chef Todd Kelly teamed up with food blogger Courtney Tsitouris of Epi-Ventures.com.
One hundred and forty okra plants. That’s how many are planted in the second-year garden that Chef John Moore is standing in, which runs a third of the length and width of the acre of yard behind the New Richmond restaurant kitchen he commandeers, Anna Ree’s Andouille.
Any time a local burrito joint opens, comparisons to the genre’s unholy trinity of chains—Chipotle, Qdoba, and Moe’s—are unavoidable. Fortunately for the new Lime Taqueria in Covington, owner and chef Gina Puopolo’s inspired wrap surpasses its corporate competitors. Puopolo, formerly a sous chef at The Palace Restaurant, has captured the magic of Chipotle in key areas: Her menu is simple, and her burritos come fast and cheap ($6.50). But in the categories of freshness and creativity, Lime leaves the competition in the dust.
You think the Health District is strict? Imagine having rabbis show up every other day to inspect your lettuce. As a restaurant with the strictest kosher certification, it’s happening at the Kinneret Café. The strictness has led to a curiosity shop of a menu: No meat, but you can get tilapia with Moroccan couscous and mixed vegetables. Or an avocado and egg sandwich. Or shawarma made with seitan.