- Imagine an Indiana farm boy stirring milk, cream, and sugar in a metal pail, battling a summer’s day in Over-the-Rhine. The year is 1870. His concoction—ice cream—lives for just an instant. Making the stuff—stirring it into existence—is hard enough, but the real challenge is smiling at the city dwellers who pass hi
The Tao of Creamy Whip, one of America’s finest frozen dairy treats, illuminated. (Cones, cups, and spoons not included.)
Everyone has a favorite ice cream memory. We asked a few iconic Cincinnatians to recount theirs.
Their most recent album made numerous “Best of the Year” lists and won awards on both sides of the Atlantic. Cincinnati-bred and Brooklyn-based, The National looks back on the local bands that inspired them and what may lie ahead.
Comedian Drew Hastings wants to bring jobs, tourists, architectural preservation, and agri-tainment dollars to Hillsboro, Ohio. In return, he’d like to be able to order a hummus plate. Is that too much to ask?
Graeter’s makes about 3,200 gallons (or 25,600 pints) a day.
Transforming soprano Jessica Rivera into a tree onstage as part pf A Flowering Tree pushed Stage Director Brian Robertson’s creativity to new heights.
French country charm—in Delhi Township.
Vincent Sansalone coordinates first-year architecture and interior design classes and teaches architecture at UC’s College of Design, Architecture, Art, and Planning. He turns his discerning design eye to everything from ball caps to pleated pants.
Make a slow break for Ohio’s Amish country.
My sister got a job at Graeter’s before they hired me on. This was back when their Kenwood store was still in the old mall, on the end near Wilson’s Paints and Thriftway. The interior was a riot of pink and maroon and red, with high-backed faux red leather chairs and tiny round tables and displays of candy and cookies. There were mirrors on the walls (which I guess created the illusion that the long, narrow space was wider) and the counter ran down almost the entire right side; baked goods toward the front, soda fountain toward the back.
- If everyone loves a winner, well, from May 13 to May 19, the Cincinnati Reds gave fans every reason to come to a game. The team won five of seven at Great American Ball Park, swept the St. Louis Cardinals, slid briefly into first place, and became the talk of the baseball world. On ESPN, Tony Kornheiser marveled at the emerging rivalry betwe
Upon arriving at Sonoma American & Mediterranean Grill, my boyfriend took one look at the shawarma rotisserie and asked “Do you think they’ll let me just jam my face into their meat wheel?” I share this tidbit to illustrate a single point: A spinning wheel of meat can turn an otherwise thoughtful academic into a bespectacled caveman. And Sonoma features meaty menu items a-plenty, from shawarma-stuffed pitas to rib eye kebabs.
That old train station in Madeira seemed like it was destined for abandonment. With the passenger trains long gone, the eateries and shops that opened inside ended up arriving and departing at regular intervals. But then Choo Choo’s pulled in. The kitschy train atmosphere and American standard menu have been a good fit for the historic structure, as well as a nice addition to the handful of quirky little eateries that Madeira has become known for.
Burgers are meant to be sloppy. Most of my shirts—stained by wayward condiments falling from hamburger buns—attest to this. The Big Lene (pronounced lee-nee), a half-pound burger with onions, bell peppers, mushrooms, sport peppers, four cheeses (American, pepper jack, cheddar, and Swiss), lettuce, and mayonnaise from Over-the-Rhine’s Stuffed on Vine, promised to take sloppy to a new level.