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Cigar bars evoke Old Harvard—sophistication, sex appeal, and just plain pretension. Although times are changing on the outside, these smoky back rooms are still predominantly male institutions. But whether you blend in with the boys or stick out like a girl in CS 161, Boston’s cigar bars provide a variety of options for a celebratory smoke...
...famous Gallic creations like foie gras, confits and fruit compotes. When you've tried his fried fillet of red mullet with melon chutney and Thai curry sauce, or goose liver with Perigord truffles in puff pastry, you'll be hooked. tel: (49-7442) 4920; www.traube-tonbach.de Famous for his innovative blend of French-Mediterranean style with local specialties, two-star chef Claus-Peter Lumpp has established himself as one of the town's culinary institutions. At his elegant, Louis XV-style restaurant in the 120-bedroom Hotel Bareiss Mitteltal, Lumpp offers a "grand Loh and Behold Avant-garde murals and imaginative...
...www.somafm.com This San Francisco DJ collective specializes in underground and alternative sounds. SomaFM streams seven radio channels from its website, including the dance-oriented Cliqhop and Secret Agent, a seductive blend of '60s and '70s movie soundtracks (expect plenty of scores from Dirty Harry composer Lalo Schifrin) and contemporary lounge classics...
...first act this past Thursday in the rather tropical confines of the Quincy Cage (in the basement of Quincy House), The IA managed to excite a crowd of several dozen students seeking live music and refuge from our latest snowstorm with their blend of hip hop, Latin, rock and all other permutations thereof. During the band’s half hour warm-up set, they displayed an uncanny feel not only for danceable rhythms and intriguing melody lines but also for sinuous hooks and exotic instrumental interplay...
...friendship. I was hopeful, though I knew that nothing is more difficult than infiltrating a group of friends. There are house rules, longstanding jokes first cracked at 4 a.m. in a Canaday hallway, hookup histories. After a couple of weeks, I felt like Jack Bauer in 24, learning to blend in and snoop around for clues—that girl, who stopped in last night, she was his first time two years ago, but things didn’t end well. I make a hasty note...