Arts + Culture
Coldplay: one band you won't find at Camino
One of my many oft-invoked rants revolves around the lack of worthy soundtracks in bars and restaurants. (A notable exception: the fine establishments run by power-couple Greg and Shelley Lindgren—anyone who’s tuned in at Rye, Rosewood, A16 or SPQR will surely agree). And while I usually restrict myself to the bar/nightlife realm, today I’m here to discuss the listening-while-dining side of things.
courtesy of Warner Brothers
Greetings and salutations* film nerds and nerdettes …
Ever had one of those sneaking late-night suspicions that (maybe, just maybe) the person lying in bed next to you snoring like a pig modem isn’t really human at all but rather a lethal android sent to Earth to destroy your soul? Would it be paranoid of me to say I have?
I saw on the news this morning that the East Coast got its first big snow storm today—and we’re still three weeks from the official start of winter. People were out en masse shoveling their driveways in the cold. What am I thankful for as the holidays approach? Our version of “cold” in SF is a dip below 50, not nearly chilly enough to keep me from heading out to all the festive sales, trunk shows and store openings popping up all over town. Here are a few you won’t want to miss, starting tonight:
What: Amy Torello Trunk Show
When: Monday, December 3, 7 p.m.
Where: 1661 Sacramento St., #4; 415-699-4188
I’m all for the relaxing spa getaway for a sumptuous, lingering massage, but sometimes, especially during the workweek, I’m aching for a quick fix. I gave Zubio Massage Studio in Crocker Galleria a whirl the other day, despite prior reservations about the seemingly random “seated massages” I’ve spotted people getting on their lunch breaks at a mall kiosk or inside an airport terminal. My gut instinct is always a) I doubt I’d feel very relaxed getting massage so out in public like that and b) hmmm, what exactly are the credentials of these people selling Mc-Rubdowns at the bargain rate of a dollar a minute?