Girls, contain yourselves. Men, try not to barf. The premise of Goldie, Max, and Milk is thus: A newly single lesbian has just given birth to a baby girl and can’t lactate. To help, she retains the services of a Jewish Orthodox lactation consultant. Worldviews clash! The women embark upon…
Recording a three-day competition in Lyon, France, in which sugar is heated, stretched, and blown into delicate, rococo shapes, Kings of Pastry has none of the shame-and-humiliation rituals of reality-TV cook-offs like Top Chef. Though Chris Hegedus and D.A. Pennebaker’s food-fetishizing documentary offers a welcome break from the sensibilities and…
While temperatures across South Florida have been sinking into boots-and-mittens territory, the Miami Heat has ignited. After taking a drubbing in late November at the hands of the Dallas Mavericks, the Three Kings and their entire entourage went on a tear, winning 12 straight games in December, some by truly…
“Love is so short and forgetting so long.” We don’t know if Pablo Neruda was a drinking man, but whether it’s a hangover of the heart or of the bottle, recovery can be a long and painful road. And there’s probably no more epic hangover that the one that shows…
Two New Year’s shindigs exist at the opposite ends of the Earth; think a Party South Pole and a Party North Pole. One dedicates two-thirds of its news release to talking about bottle service. The venue will be swanky and ultrachic in a safari-themed kind of way. Pangaea Lounge is…
Every 15 years or so, the adult film industry gives birth to a porn star whose talents go beyond anal DP. Back in the ’70s, booby queen Annie Sprinkle fucked for money during the day while staging pseudofeminist performance art at night. And then a decade later, infamous underager Traci…
At New Times, we pride ourselves on bringing you the very best in party debauchery. Never is this more true than on New Year’s Eve. (We had an entire guide devoted to it.) But we recognize that drunken high jinks and half-naked shot girls are not for everyone — especially…
If Hollywood ever chose to reboot Dr. Seuss’ The Grinch Who Stole Christmas yet again, the part of the titular green meany would have to go to comedian Lewis Black. Think about it: The curmudgeonly Daily Show veteran is known for his malcontent disposition and vein-popping canter, but inside, he’s…
This here is Hollywood’s best beer bar and one of the city’s friendliest establishments of any kind. The punters and staff are united by their love of lovable liquids and mellowed by those liquids’ ubiquity. (Visitors often make use of the on-site chess sets, and matches are invariably civil.) All…
The Dubliner is brought to you by the same dude who runs Respectable, so it’s not trying to compete with that other, more-famous institution. In years past, the Dubliner has hired a full band for New Year’s. This year, it’s got eclectic DJ Vinsane spinning at 10 o’clock. Other than…
That most venerable of all Wilton Manors institutions, Tropics combines the classy with the comfy like no other eatery-cum-boozery on “The Drive.” Tropics does two seatings — one in which punters are requested to arrive between 5:30 and 7 p.m. (and are expected to finish by 9), and another when…
Respectable Street is the oldest, friendliest, and probably best music club in SoFla, and on New Year’s Eve, it takes over the 500 block of Clematis. Traffic will shut down, and the street will fill with revelers — at least until 1 a.m., when those still reveling will have to…
Lola’s on Harrison is just about the prettiest little bistro in Hollywood. That it’s also one of the city’s most economical and gastronomically inspired eateries explains its rabid clientele, which come for the Coca-Cola ribs, the purple potato skins with sturgeon caviar, the homey-chic ambiance, and the brilliant beer flights…
The Heavy Pets are that rarest of all Floridian bands — a group that, in trying to make it big, moved to, not away from, Fort Lauderdale. Its loose, inoffensive jam-band sound (and Deadesque absence of a really compelling lead singer) masks a knack for chunky pop hooks and smart,…
French artist Orlan worried about just this situation — you reading about her — last year in an interview with the Guardian. “If you were to describe me without anyone being able to see me,” she said, “they would think I am a monster.” This is a woman who has…
Between New Year’s Eve parties and South Florida’s beaches, the endless stream of meticulously sculpted bodies may seem to bombard your senses with nothing but aesthetically pleasing stimuli every minute of every beautiful day. Well, soon the Kravis Center will offer you the chance to stare at a big hairy…
In Raisin in the Sun, the first Broadway show by a black playwright, an African-American family moves into a bourgeois white neighborhood in Chicago called Clybourne Park. Today, a play called Clybourne Park puts a new spin on the story. In act one, it’s 1959, and a white family in…
Above, “Faune dévoilant une dormeuse” by Pablo Picasso. When times are tough, museums often delve deep into their permanent collections. That’s exactly what the Boca Museum has done with this fine little secondary exhibition. It may not have the flash or dazzle of a traveling show or an aspiring blockbuster,…
What was the best way to get the U.S. government’s attention in the ‘60s? Pay a visit to Fidel Castro. That’s what Buffalo Tiger did in 1959, and three years later, his tribe, the Miccosukees, were recognized by the federal government. Tiger was born in 1920, right before the Tamiami…
Although stories of King Arthur and the Knights of the Roundtable have been told and retold for more than eight centuries, it wasn’t until the 1970s that shit-slinging Frenchmen and a killer bunny were woven into the tale. Those elements, which first appeared in Monty Python’s classic film Monty Python…
There’s a good chance that the end of this week will have you feeling like you’re a Griswold (no, that’s not some grizzly bear-beast, and you should really watch National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation). Even if the previous statement doesn’t ring true and you’re just looking for somewhere to catch a…
On Christmas Day, the gentiles wake up to tear open presents. But the city’s Jewish populace, and Latino contingent hung-over from the previous night’s Noche Buena festivities, hit the local movie theaters to catch whatever tolerable blockbuster gets released on Jesus’ birthday. That’s all good and well if you’re riding…
