By Chuck Strouse
By Scott Fishman
By Terrence McCoy
By Ryan Yousefi
By Ciara LaVelle, Kat Bein, Carolina Del Busto, and Liz Tracy
By Pepe Billete
By Ryan Yousefi
By Kyle Swenson
Poison the Fox
If you don't, you'll drink contaminated water: I applaud Isaiah Thompson for writing "Poisoned Well" (March 20). It has been a matter of great concern for all of us who reside in this politically corrupt community.
I personally know of one engineer who was asked to resign after 30 years of loyal service because he tried to stop such contamination of the wellfields. I was employed by the Water and Sewer Department for more than 26 years and was forced to resign because of my attempt to stop illegal activities. Some of these were matters similar to those mentioned in this article.
Although I am not a fan of former department chief Bill Brant, I know he was very much concerned about the contamination. It is a truly sad state of affairs when they have the fox watch the henhouse.
Via web commentary
It's the stuff, so stop messing with it!: It continually surprises me that there is so much ignorance regarding one of the largest and most diverse cuisines in the world, not to mention probably the largest, most varied, and most sophisticated cuisine in Latin America. I find errors and misrepresentations in celebrated magazines such as Gourmet and Food & Wine, so I'm not completely surprised that Lee Klein would have been misinformed about a few typical Peruvian dishes he wrote about in his March 20 review of Adriana Restaurant, "Peruvian Chill." First of all, any Peruvian would laugh uncontrollably at his ingredient list for Huancaína sauce. There are variations from one cook to the next, but the sauce never contains mustard, olives, eggs, or flour. Second, lomo saltado does not contain green peppers, unless this was the restaurant's particular version (and it would have been wise for Mr. Klein to have mentioned that). Last, I know very few people of any ethnicity who would say chicha morada is an acquired taste, unless one considers something similar to fruit punch an acquired taste.
Via web commentary
Pander. Who, Marc?
He doesn't even know the word: In regard to Francisco Alvarado's articles about Miami city Commissioner Marc Sarnoff: When my business was forced to close earlier because of the recent reduction of serving hours in Coconut Grove, I was told it was for the greater good.
Imagine my surprise when I learned the very same crusader for District 2 quality of life, Marc Sarnoff, who spearheaded the effort to reduce my operating hours, was the same person leading the effort to extend the hours of operation for several nightclubs in downtown Miami. It should be noted that these nightclubs already enjoy 5 a.m. licenses and that one venue, Karu & Y, is directly adjacent to a residential neighborhood and has received many noise complaints.
I am sure it is a simple coincidence that the owner of Karu & Y, which recently hosted an event for our city officials, is a very large contributor to Mr. Sarnoff's campaign. I am equally sure that the radically different demographics in the two neighborhoods was not a factor. To think otherwise would be to imply he is a panderer and a racist.
If there is going to be any faith in City of Miami government, there must be one standard by which all rules are set and not one rule for the wealthy whites, another for poor blacks, and a third for campaign contributors. Everyone must play by the same rules. I am asking you to please be fair and not allow this favoritism and racism to go on. It is in your power to make things right.
Kix Are for Trids
So stop with the hoppin': After reading "Silly Wabbit" by Janine Zeitlin (March 13), I now realize tricks are not only for kids. In this case, Eddy Rodriguez is not playing any down-and-dirty tricks like juveniles on Halloween; he's giving the gift of happiness, which nowadays is rare. Especially in Miami, people are either depressed and feel unappreciated, or are cocky and rude and don't care about what other people might be going through, i.e., the economic disaster we have on our hands. For an average joe like Eddy to walk around in one of the most populated parts of Miami sporting a bunny suit simply to spread cheer and happiness shows that anybody might come hopping down your path to say hello.
Schemin' Free Weekly
We'll sell anything!: "Field of Schemes" by Michael J. Mooney (March 13) was another good exposé. Wait a minute — just a few pages later, you have an ad pitching HGH. Based on the statement in the article that "the only acceptable conditions for which HGH should be prescribed are exceedingly rare," that makes you a part of the scheme. Those in medicine should take the Hippocratic oath more seriously than the shysters who sell the stuff via the web without ever seeing the patient.
From the aforementioned oath: "I will apply, for the benefit of the sick, all measures [that] are required, avoiding those twin traps of overtreatment and therapeutic nihilism."
Sleazy docs have no problem pushing useless drugs (whether HGH or antibiotics) for profit. Where does New Times stand on pitching sleazy docs and their fake services for profit?