By the time you are reading this, there is little doubt the chill in the air is no longer charming. And I hardly need tell you what you already know: that we’re steady on course for that wonderful collection of holidays sometimes curiously referred to as celebrations. There will be family. There will be dinner …

There’s an oft-quoted phrase in the theatrical world—credited to Oscar Wilde—which says, “I regard the theatre as the greatest of all art forms, the most immediate way in which a human being can share with another the sense of what it is to be a human being.” That sentiment, perhaps, is the most succinct way …

Next to the metallic slab in the center of the morgue, there is a suit. It hangs over a nice pair of shoes, and there’s not a wrinkle to be found on the fabric. The suit doesn’t belong to anyone in particular, says Sharon Coyle. But the ghosts sure love it. Coyle is the owner …

Maria José is learning to paint. Maybe she’ll be a teacher. ​ Rolandito wants to become Rolando, “the man.” Tracing an outline around his hand with a blue pencil, Joselito just wants to play. Forever. It’s a fine dream to have at age four. But in another ten years, what will he want to do? …

A quaint brick eatery with a striped awning located on East Rochester’s main street has rabbit cacciatore on the menu, one of two things that immediately sets it apart. The other thing is even more rare in Rochester: a female executive chef supervising a kitchen of men. Lemoncello Italian Restaurant & Bar’s chef, Silvana Formosa, …

While walking up to the Spiegelgarden to attend Mardi Gras! by Cirque du Fringe, I commented to my friend how lovely the city looked. We had approached from the residential bit of Gibbs Street, through a wide, tree-lined sidewalk facing the façade of the Eastman Theatre. When we rounded the corner to enter the garden, two street …