Our new-this-season Studio Suppers have been sold out affairs each time. We've had great chefs (Cormac Mahoney! Michael Hebb! Johnathan Sundstrom!), great food, beautiful tables by Matthew Richter and some really fantastic company all around the tables. If you've been wondering what it's like, The Stranger tells it like it is in this week's edition.

“Yo miro al norte, pero el norte no me mira a mí.”  “I look north,” says the migrant everyman in Teatro Línea de Sombra’s Amarillo, “but the North doesn’t look at me.”

Nothing less than the total sacrifice of your identity, your past, the joys of family and comfort of any success. With only a desperate hope (and somewhat naive understanding of what lies ahead), armed with only the steel resolve of a soul's innate knowing, effecting nothing less than a complete evisceration of what is known, plunging into the dark across a sea of impossible change.