For once, Cincinnati is in the vanguard of a trend that’s sweeping the nation. The bad news: It’s bedbugs. How did this happen? Why us? And how do we make them go away? If only we knew.
With a new group of high-impact works opening at the Contemporary Arts Center, the artist talks about painting locally, exhibiting globally, and the mash-up of art, media, and culture in 21st century America.
When is a tragedy also a triumph? When you’re saving an endangered species.
There are a lot of things to complain about in Cincinnati, just like in any other city in the United States. Why do the Bengals insist on breaking our hearts (and hurting our minds) every year? Why are plane tickets so expensive at CVG? When will the county wake up to the desperate need for improved public transportation? And why can’t I find a good breakfast burrito when I really need one?
The power of food is in its ability to bring us together. When we join each other to eat we bring our stories, our shared experiences, and our differences. It’s through this interaction that the gap of disparity eases; the pleasure of sharing food together becomes our common language.
Growing up with a father who professed to be a socialist democrat, we were always boycotting something. For 10 years, not a succulent green grape entered our house. We boycotted on behalf of so many striking workers, we had to take Dad shopping with us just to know what we couldn’t buy that week. Dad loved Sorrento’s, but the day the blind piano player made a racial slur in 1967, our boycott began.
The Elsaesser family has been hosting parties, banquets, wedding receptions, and festive dances at The Farm for 61 years. Beginning in 1990, they opened on Tuesdays—and later, Thursdays—for buffets.
Pho Lang Thang beefs up our lunchtime repertoire.