This would fall under the category of evidence that’s purely anecdotal — maybe even intuitive — but it may be that our economy is beginning to rebound, if only just a little. The clue: It’s been a while since I’ve seen an empty restaurant even on a weeknight.
Kathi Glist was watching “America’s Got Talent” when the contestant known as Queen Emily rocked the house with “Chain of Fools.”
Rhubarb may be somewhat of an acquired taste, but once it’s acquired, it’s difficult to ignore. I know that from personal experience and from the number of requests I regularly get for frozen rhubarb, which is tough to find in the valley.
Jan. 10, 1957. It’s a day in Las Vegas entertainment that should be celebrated, though probably a bit chilly to be observed in the proper manner.
There will be no awkward banter between presenters. No fancy gift bags. And no Hugh Jackman musical numbers that make you say, “That’s the guy who plays Wolverine? Seriously? That guy?”
Visitors to the Calico Early Man Archaeological Site near Barstow, Calif., need to use their imaginations to understand what may have happened there between 135,000 and 200,000 years ago. Instead of the sun-scorched Mojave Desert of today, they must visualize a landscape with lush plains teeming with game bordering ancient Lake Manix, fish-filled and attractive to waterfowl. It would have been attractive to humans living off the bounty of the land, as well.
And who is this amid the parade of gloriously abstract animal costumes? A guy in a … bowler hat? With pasty, streaky makeup? Who looks just a whole lot like the bowler-hat mime dudes in “Mystere,” “O,” “Love,” “Believe” and “Le Reve”?
Redneck comedy secret No. 1: Jeff Foxworthy has written fart jokes for Larry the Cable Guy.
If you’re not Asian and are trying to figure out if an Asian restaurant is authentic, here are two surefire clues:
Back in 1980, a comic mystery called “Shear Madness” was so far ahead of the interactive curve that its local producer now hesitates to even use the i-word.
If Danny Gans was sad on the day he died, don’t blame Beyoncé or Whoopi Goldberg.
Taste of the Town has fielded some pretty offbeat requests from readers over the years, and this one ranked right up there: Anne McConnell e-mailed in search of English muffins that are not fork-split — that she has to cut herself — and have a dense texture without so many nooks and crannies. And lo and behold, readers delivered:
The first rule of “The Real Housewives of Las Vegas” is you do not talk about “The Real Housewives of Las Vegas.”
A chance discovery of ore rich in silver in 1900 by Central Nevada rancher Jim Butler sparked a mining boom to rival the fabulous days of the Comstock Lode decades earlier in Virginia City. When word of Butler’s find got out, a boom started that drew Nevada out of a deep depression. Soon, a camp called Butler grew near the site of Jim Butler’s original strike near Tonopah Spring.
No doubt the question I get most frequently about the Sterling Brunch at Bally’s is, “Is it worth it?” That’s because it’s long been the big ticket in town — at least as far as brunches go — in recent years steadily climbing to its current $85.
