We all know the saying about “Food for Thought,” which means anything that provides mental stimulus. But how many of us really think about our food? Not only that, but how many of us think about how our food is reflective of our personalities, our successes and failures or better yet, our blockages
Is it ever too late to chase your dreams? What if you are established in a career with a wife of 35 years, have three children? You have a beautiful home in Tennessee.
If grief is your favorite emotion, you’re going to love “Rabbit Hole,” David Lindsay-Abaire’s Pulitzer Prize-winning play about a couple whose 4-year-old son was killed in an accident.
Many have written (re: my last column) asking why I continued to date “Stinks.” Despite his flatulence, poor taste in clothing and dating venues, he was a nice guy.
Oh boy! Another really good restaurant to use up my discretionary food money. And this one comes with special features I rarely find: a great wine staff and wine selection.
Donald Margulies is one of my favorite living playwrights. He creates characters that are real, plots that are provocative, and dialogue that is lucid and often hilarious.
DOWNTOWN — Modern yoga comes with a lot of baggage and stereotypes. Some people think yoga involves the metaphysical, chanting, incense, ambient music, pretentious yogi hippies or yogi yuppies and outrageous pricing for instruction.
It’s called the sunshine vitamin because you can make it when you are in the sun. A general recommendation is 15 minutes of sun exposure three times per week.
Double Feature Award Series Two long-standing studio empires — Fox and MGM — have combined to roll out the red carpet for some Oscar favorites packaged in pairs.
“But life isn’t always about what we want, is it?” Told in multiple viewpoints, this book offers the story of Sarah who travels to a town in New York called Jonah to claim her inheritance.
DOWNTOWN — So, maybe restaurant week was a misnomer. Santa Monica restaurants are folding up their fixe prix menus today as Dine L.A. comes to a close after a two-week encore.
The other day I was reading “Oliver’s Fruit Salad” to hungry tot-chefs in my kindergarten Books-for-Cooks class at Franklin Elementary School. The story is about a boy named Oliver, who, having recently helped his grandpa harvest juicy grapes and delicate pears from a backyard garden, refuses to eat
