Finally, a singles club that has found the fast lane to romance in South Florida. Similar interests? Nah. Intellectual compatibility? Ha! The potential for long-term commitment? Not a chance. Try this: a hot set of wheels. As any swinging single will tell you, the key to becoming a love magnet…
Both Arthur Teele, Jr., and Hans Peter Kugler say they don’t remember much about the exact moment they met on a 1985 Concorde flight from Paris to New York. But the chance encounter turned out to be fateful for the Dade County Commission chairman and the German tycoon. Kugler has…
The kid is a giant heavyweight: 6′ 8″, 270 pounds. He just moved down from North Carolina. Can he fight? Well, sure he knows how to fight, he can box, and with the right opponent, he can win. Even better, he’s white. It’s just a fact in the boxing trade…
Does Dade County’s film czar talk in her sleep? If so, does her husband listen? These ostensibly private questions have become matters of public debate amid Miami’s burgeoning production community. And in the halls of county government. And in the chambers of the Dade State Attorney’s Office. As director of…
Ricardo Samitier, Sr., has a knack for winning attention. The wrong kind of attention. In 1986 Samitier, the former president of Commuter Airlines, was found guilty of defrauding Eastern Airlines and sent to prison. While incarcerated, he claims former business associates forged his signature to strip him of two airplanes…
Le Jeune Road near Miami International Airport. A right turn loops around, allowing access to a service road that leads past the Sheraton Hotel and practically right onto the fairways of Melreese Golf Course. A water hazard prevents parking directly in the line of soaring Titleists, but across the canal…
Hack critics and weathered promoters will all tell you the same thing about Bob Seger. Seger, they’ll say, never had it easy. Abandoned by his daddy at age ten, he shared a one-room dive with his mom and brother during junior high school and cooked off a hot plate. By…
No matter how hip South Beach residents think they are, they have for years suffered from a major case of cultural deprivation: no first-run movie theaters. South Beachers have had to endure the painful, humiliating chore of driving several miles out of town, to places like the Omni in gritty…
For two years, a Mano was one of a handful of bright stars in the dim constellation of local eateries. Ensconced in a corner of the Betsy Ross Hotel in the upper reaches of Ocean Drive in Miami Beach, it came as close to offering a true fine-dining experience as…
Wendell Banks slithers along a narrow passage between cars before bursting into the open with as much pseudo-official bravado as his tattered clothing will allow. He wants to look authoritative as he quick-steps across the municipal parking lot at the corner of S.W. First Street and S.W. Second Avenue. When…
Mitch is strutting around, fists clenched above his head, completely in love with himself. “I’m bad,” howls the off-duty postal worker. “I live on Baaaaaad Street. I live all the way down at the end of that street past all the other houses, I’m so bad. There aren’t no other…
Miami is teeming with successful, hard-working businesspeople whose establishments are integral threads in the fabric of our daily lives. Yet at times it seems that unless they throw a decadent, $700,000 coming-out party, nobody pays them any mind. We pass their fiefdoms every day on the way to work, eat…
Anyone interested in a little conversation and a free cup of coffee can find both by strolling through South Pointe Park at the tip of Miami Beach. Here in the picnic area east of the band shell, the grass clings to the sandy earth along Government Cut, the ragged leaves…
There are no truckloads of soldiers. The staggering poverty isn’t here A the ubiquitous beggars and desperation beneath a backdrop of denuded mountains A nor must anyone live with kä sote (the Creole expression for a pervasive climate of fear). Nevertheless, Little Haiti is a strikingly faithful clone of Big…
Until recently Anthony Guadioso and his attorney, Peter Ticktin, were eager to talk about the man they say infected Guadioso with the AIDS virus. Eager to provide copies of a lawsuit outlining their charges, to speak with the press, to name the accused man, to employ provocative rhetoric in contending…
The package arrived with no return address. George and Helen Clarke found inside it a catalogue from Sotheby’s, the fancy New York auction house. Attached was an unsigned note that read, simply, “We suspect the items catalogued #229 will be of interest to you.” The Clarkes thumbed through the glossy…
So you’re one of those pessimists who say the triumphant era of American business has faded. That the great Yankee entrepreneurial spirit, which once burned so brightly, is now barely flickering. Well, take heart. And take a seat at the bar. And buy a round for Steven Kaplan and Steven…
By all accounts, Joaquin Avi*o and Rick Elder never worked well together. The county manager had always resented the way Elder, as Dade County aviation director, insisted on working outside the normal chain of command. Avi*o didn’t mind a certain degree of independence among his key employees, but he was…
What a marvelous spectacle it must have been. A concourse filled with several hundred county bureaucrats, tipsy airline executives, and scotch-swilling local politicians, all rubbing elbows with a select group of well-scrubbed, strapping young men. The date: December 28, 1988. The place: Miami International Airport. The occasion: A party for…
If the very thought that you might be able to escape the insularity of the modern American lifestyle makes you want to rush out and put your condo on the market, a group of like-minded Dade residents might be looking for you. They’re the Miami Cohousing Project and they’re trying…
Guillermo Vargas Martinez, a reporter for the WSCV-TV news program Ocurri cents Asi, met with prisoner Alicia De Jesus L centspez in the library of the Dade County Jail on April 7. As Vargas listened in rapt silence, L centspez, a 38-year-old Honduran immigrant awaiting trial for first-degree murder, described…
On April 15 and 16, Matthew Block sat almost invisible at the burnished mahogany defense table in U.S. District Judge James W. Kehoe’s dim courtroom in Miami. A slight man in wire-rimmed glasses and a dark suit, surrounded by the dark suits of his lawyers, Block sounded younger than his…
