• Salvation Army
    Photo credit: Myles Pettengill


    Salvation Army

    As the bearded, messianic frontman of Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros, Alex Ebert has heard labels like “hippie” and “cult” leveled at him and his sprawling indie-folk troupe. But he heard an unusual description the other day on Hollywood Boulevard… More>

  • Go Fish
    Photo Credit: Emily Knudsen


    Go Fish

    Through sheer luck I discovered the restaurant within the restaurant at Fuji at Kendall. After an initial visit, I left hungry, despite sharing several appetizers and the deluxe sashimi platter for two ($45) with a friend. I expected more of the unfulfilling same upon my return… More>

  • Mating Calls
    Photo Credit: Dan Watkins

    First Taste

    Mating Calls

    The legend of the island of Nix’s Mate recounts how, in the 1700s, a pirate named William Fly copped a serious attitude during his hanging. As a reminder to other buccaneers not to mess with the Man, the local authorities left his body dangling on the now-submerged Harbor Island. One would think that when Bostonian Hospitality Group decided on the name, they were banking on folks having a much keener knowledge of historical minutiae… More>

  • Civic Pride
    Photo Credit: Dan Watkins

    Drink of the Moment

    Civic Pride

    Name: The Civilian. Price: $11. Inventor: Bartender Jared Sadoian with the help of bar manager Ted Gallagher… More>

  • Independents’ Day
    Photo Credit: Lauren Greenfield 2011/Institute


    Independents’ Day

    As someone who has traveled far and wide, attending fests from New York to Sundance to Sedona, I can state with certainty that Independent Film Festival Boston is always my favorite week of the year. Showcasing an expertly curated crop of buzzed-about indies, documentaries, panels and local up-and-comers, IFFBoston suffers from none of the exclusivity or posturing that plagues most screening shindig… More>

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