Nov 8-14, 2000

Nov 8-14, 2000 / Vol. 16 / No. 45

Frames of mind

Sometimes, if you squint real tight, Orlando can feel almost as titillating as its half-baked intentions and twice-baked artistry would have you believe. Boredom tends to fill spaces with Lladro porcelainity, when not indulging the smears of color-coded directionlessness, and if caught at the right time, with the right number of participants, you might even…

The rhythm and food are going to get you

When I walked into the giant pineapple housing Bongos Cuban Café, I wasn’t sure what to expect. As we are all aware, the 470-seat restaurant at Downtown Disney is the brainchild of singer Gloria Estefan (there’s another one in Miami), and the combination of the Mouse and the Diva made me wary. I went early…

Promises, promises

It was Whoppers all around for the two groups of diners who opted for opposite sides of a nearly deserted Burger King on West Colonial Drive. An animated trio of bearded and burly men, each wearing a T-shirt adorned with smiling bears, took their trays to a table by the west window; the four guys…

Fakes and pains

After reading about a Hindu temple in India where they perform exorcisms every Tuesday and Friday, my friend Gwen and I are considering opening our own exorcism kiosk in the mall. We must have lots of souls here that are as foul as week-old sushi. All we’d need is some holy water, tongs and a…


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