It’s Tuesday night in the Grove. You’ve made a left at Wet Willie’s and you’re greeted by a mood-lit plaza where, inexplicably, an eager crowd is queued up and ready for a night of guffawing, chuckling, and cackling. Because these people know that after they step through the glass doors, they’ll be inside the Miami Improv, and if you don’t laugh here, you might need to see a shrink. Once a week for the past 10 years, the Miami Improv has abandoned its standard funny for a vibe that’s sprinkled with hot sauce,... More >>>