Vote for Popcorn

In a perfect world, this year’s presidential election would have been as simple as lounging in front of a TV set and indulging in a little couch-side commentary. Anchors would report the facts, pundits would plead the case for their side of the issue, and Americans could proceed to spew…

Kitty Helps the Jobless and Flaccid

Hello, Kitty: I’m a 48-year-old man with a wife, two kids, and a strong libido. My wife has lost interest in sex. It might have to do with the fact that I have been jobless two years, leaving her to support the family. But she also complains that I don’t…

Do I Look Happy?

Is there anything more synonymous with fried food and dollar beers than happy hour? We don’t know about you, but hangovers and high cholesterol don’t make us happy at all. If you’re trying to bring a smile to our lips after a hard day of work, give us something that…

Sippin’ and Grubbin’

Finding the Magic City restaurant of your dreams can be a long journey driven by either crotchety food critics or your best friend’s unrefined palate. From Far East cuisine to traditional Cuban, we’ve got everything, and the “best” are few and far between. But one Lincoln Road eatery that’s invisible…

Get in on the Oktoberfun

In Munich, Oktoberfest is a 16-day fete where more than six million people gather to drink fine beers, dance to modern and traditional Bavarian music, and nosh on schweinsbraten. Your local bar’s celebration is decidedly less authentic, seeing that plastic cups, the same ol’ beer, and a sign that reads…

Ooh, Baby, We Like It Raw

We’re not as rich as Oprah, but we have something in common with the most powerful woman in America: There isn’t a fad diet we haven’t tried. The grapefruit one made our eyes water; we lost 20 and gained 30 on Dr. Agatston’s plan. And day one of the cabbage…

Arrrrrgh!

We look at your Lusty Librarian and Prostitute Pirate costumes and wonder when the h in Halloween stopped being synonymous with horror and began to mean something more like ho. We know you’re forced to cover it up 364 days a year, and we don’t blame you for wanting to…

Hip, Hip, Hooray!

Biscayne National Park turns 40 this year. If the nation’s largest submerged national park were a person, he or she would probably commemorate the occasion by deciding which cherry-red sports car to purchase. But it’s not. The landmark is ringing in the anniversary with a month of events. And after…

The Arsht Will Be Alive

In 1928, music lovers could tune into The Edison Hour each week for the “Music Map of the World.” Listeners of the broadcast concert enjoyed the sonic pleasures emerging from different corners of the globe. One week, they’d be bobbing their heads to the beats of Africa; the next, line…

We Are Not the Same

When we pinch the button in the middle of our face, it blocks the odors of the world’s impurities. And when we fold up one or both of the little boxes on the sides of our head, we shut off the racket that yearns to infect our peaceful solitude. But…

Learn After Reading

Long live authors — architects of the stories that give information, emotional stimulation, and even frustration if you don’t happen to agree with the words inside the books. But whether something causes your blood to boil or your eyes to twinkle, the Miami Beach Historical Association is celebrating those who…

Kitty Gets Catty About Commitment

Hello, Kitty: I’ve been with my boyfriend for close to two years, and though typical new-relationship woes nearly destroyed us in the beginning, I think we’re stronger now than we’ve ever been. I’m 36; he’s 27. We’re both hardworking and independent, and we’re even blessed to share the same vices…

Style Under the Sandy Moon

We might not be able to see Russia from our homes, but we nonetheless live in a pretty cool place. Sure the summers leave us sunburned and heat-exhausted, but October’s entertainment upswing is like Christmas Day — highly anticipated and totally worth the wait. For all of the concerts, galas,…

Bail Out Your Aching Back

It’s absolutely fine to admit that a layer of crust is coating your feet like a pair of thick socks. We won’t judge you if you say the knots in your back haven’t felt a caress since you broke up with your massage-fetish boyfriend in 1988. Your checkbook is carefully…

Crack Open a Claw, and Your Wallet

Legendary South Beach restaurant Joe’s Stone Crab’s season began two days ago, and we’re sure the local institution has already served hundreds of decadent, tender crab claws since then. And although they’re well worth the months-long wait and equally lofty prices, they’re being served up this Sunday for a good…

Cheers to You, Wino

Taking a shot of tequila can give you the type of heady inebriation that one-night stands are made of, and chugging beer from a frosty mug can bring you to your knees — either in front of a toilet or in front of your bedmate. But when you take the…

Nobody Beats the Wiz

Back in 1900, when L. Frank Baum concocted a story about a girl named Dorothy, her little dog Toto, and a tornado, he probably didn’t imagine his story would live to see 109 years old and have more incarnations than the Constitution. But to the delight of flying monkey lovers…

Magic City Kitty Purrs About Oral Sex

Hello, Kitty: Is there a good way to ask my boyfriend to go down on me? We’ve been together for six months, and he never ventures there. He doesn’t kiss my thighs, barely touches the bottom half of my stomach — it’s totally a mouth-kissing and penetration session whenever we…

Magic City Kitty – Abortion Schmamortion

Hello, Kitty I started sleeping with a co-worker after a few too many beers at an office happy hour sent us into a long night of fucking. Though I hadn’t felt sparks before, we continued to sleep together for four months even though he was in a relationship. Things got…

A Side of Shooby-Dooby-Doo

Back in the Forties and Fifties, couples would get dressed to the nines, slide into their newly washed Caddys, and head to their favorite lounges for dinner and a tune. They would sip cognac from snifters and look on as chanteuses performed on smoky stages or atop glossed-up baby grand…

Writing Is Her Hot, Hot Sex

If you’ve ever laughed, cried, or screamed with the girls of Sex and the City, you’ve probably also claimed you were the Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte, or Miranda of your crew. Are you unlucky in love, a lion in the sack, a prim and proper pleaser, or a levelheaded, logical lady?…

Plant Your Party Ass at Grass

You might have thought the side effects of being a member of Generation ADD affected only your productivity at work, but news flash, they’re also affecting the way you party. On any given night, you’re like a drunken nomad, going from this bar to that lounge to that club and…