West End Station’s long list of menu items complements classic pub appetizers with quesadillas, melts, handtossed specialty pizzas, and chicken wraps. Diners can spice up traditional wings ($5.50 for eight) with one of nine sauce varieties, including Baltimore harbor, sweet honey mustard, garlic, and hot Jamaican jerk. Fingers that are usually relegated to handling steering wheels, stamp adhesive, and ice-cold forks can delight in diving for hot jalapeño poppers ($3.75) or a tray of tater tots ($2.50).
Tate Street Coffee grinds and brews only the noblest of beans, the fair-trade coffees of Larry's Beans, and serves up classic coffeehouse fare including sandwiches, baked treats, and specialty beverages. If you opt for the $5 deal, pop in any time and grab a steamy mug of fresh-brewed bean juice ($1.35) with a bagel and cream cheese ($2), one of the day's selected muffin flavors ($2), or a glass of locally brewed beer ($2.95). The 334, Tate Street's popular ciabatta sandwich piled with turkey, ham, pepper jack, and baby spinach with a sweet Vidalia onion spread, is served with salsa and chips ($4.95).
Laced with elements of yoga, Pilates, and gymnastics, the women-only classes at Aradia Fitness sculpt lean, toned physiques. And though physical fitness is a cornerstone of the studio, it's not the only one. Classes such as Striptease and Lap Dance foster a certain amount of unrestrained confidence that, as Aradia puts it, “teach[es] women to unapologetically love their body and themselves.” At 17 locations across the country, Aradia's staff of certified instructors, including world-record holder Amanda, lead women of all shapes, sizes, and experiences through sessions ranging from pole-dancing classes that teach aerial lifts and holds to Sexy Fit classes that forgo the pole for yoga fusion, boot camp, and lap dancing. No matter the class, the environment at Aradia is always light hearted, nurturing, and more supportive than a stainless-steel hammock.
A comedic abode of gut-busting proportions, DSI has hosted hundreds of joke slingers that have corralled scores of laugh-seeker smiles without nitrous-oxide tanks or clips of football-privates contact. A company of 45 active performers lives underneath the 84-seat non-smoking theater, constantly training with dummy microphones and audience dummies to provide optimal quip delivery. Owner Zach Ward leads this comedic cabal, and also has trained and worked with nationally known giggle catalysts of Saturday Night Live and MADtv fame. Visitors will be able to choose from a variety of scheduled Friday- and Saturday-night shows, including improv slams, stand-up, and slide shows of platypus photos.
Popular globetrotting pop collective Architecture in Helsinki transforms Cat’s Cradle into a throbbing, futuristic discotheque as its latest tour storms American shores. Formed in Melbourne, the ambidextrous dance band stirs fans with a tornado of flamboyant sounds, infectious anthems, and commitment-free instrument swapping. With hits such as “Do the Whirlwind” and latest single “Contact High,” lead crooner Cameron Bird and his cakewalking team of tunesmiths tickle ear bones and rehabilitate ankles in support of its latest album, Moment Bends. During the kaleidoscopic performance, the band seduces dance floors with 10-foot hooks and sounds culled from hypnotic synths, romantic glockenspiels, and strummed chest hairs. Filling out the bill, Swedish dance wizards Lo-Fi-Fnk enchant with instant club hits and songs for strobe-light campfires, and pop enthusiasts Dom charm with stargazing Casios.
Grammy-nominated bassist John Brown and his band delight audiences with jazzy, jubilant tunes and an inter-musician chemistry that has garnered the group an award at the Full Frame Documentary Film Festival for its short film on recording music. During a traveling Christmas concert, the band grooves through a playlist of classic holiday favorites and original pieces, including an a cappella reading of John Brown's Christmas list. While Brown lends his internationally admired plucking to the score, a troupe of trombones, saxes, and guitars dusts off Christmas carols and sends them high-kicking and Lindy-hopping through the theater.