Zeitgeist Multi- Disciplinary Arts Center. London’s Pub Theaters Still Thrive. LONDON — Bartenders are rarely shy about offering an opinion or four. But on a recent evening at the Finborough Cafe, in between pours of Beaujolais, the bartender Van Badham was memorably on point about the new play “Mirror Teeth” being performed in an upstairs room: A Christopher-Durang-meets-Caryl-Churchill satire about racism, sex and control in the British family, capped by a corker of an ending in which a desperate father pimps out his unstable 18-year-old daughter. Ms.
Buenos Aires. Monti, Rome’s Quiet Treasure - Next Stop. PEOPLE sometimes wander along Via Panisperna in Rome realizing they are lost, but not fretting about it.
The view is divine from there, a slice of the Basilica of Santa Maria Maggiore sandwiched between 19th-century apartment buildings, dilapidated palazzos, the elevated Church of San Lorenzo in Panisperna and stores like Macelleria Stecchiotti, a butcher shop selling some of the best meat in Rome. The owner, Pietro Stecchiotti, a neighborhood notable nicknamed “Pol Pot” for his occupation and ardent Communist politics, claims to have planted the vines that drape across Via Panisperna in front of his shop, framing a quintessentially Roman streetscape.
This is Monti, Rome’s first ward — or Rione I, as marble street markers installed in the 18th century say — tucked between busy Via Cavour and Via , east of the Forum. To spend time here is enough to make a tourist dream about chucking it all and moving to Rome. It happened to me.
Skiing in Chile. London. Paris.