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Somehow—and somewhat paradoxically—many neighborhoods seem to be simultaneously gentrifying and becoming more ethnically diverse, when it comes to food."
--Dig food critic Ruth Tobias, in Eat Up!, the Dig's guide to spring dining. Click on SPECIAL ISSUES below for more.
UNITED 93
A thrill ride you might not be ready to take
DAVID WILDMAN
POLITICS ORDERED TO STAY 100 FEET AWAY FROM GOVERNANCE AT ALL TIMES
Bad idea of the year
PAUL MCMORROW
MEDIA FARM
Media Farm responds to plagiarism allegations
DIG STAFF
SPECIAL BONUS MEDIA FARM!
Dubai invades; Sal DiMasi's face taint
DIG STAFF
STEM SELL RESEARCH
Get the green without the acres
SHAULA CLARK
CASSAVETTES
Tearful symmetry
LUKE O'NEIL
A-Trak
Kanye the hard way
MICHAEL BRODEUR
THE TROUBLE WITH OPEN RELATIONSHIPS AND DIRTY UNCLES
Savage Love
DAN SAVAGE
THE MAN WHO
A series of disconnected vignettes mistakes itself for a play
JENNA SCHERER
THE BURN UNIT
Music News in Brief
DAVID THORPE
“Dude, YOU ordered the burger!”
As part of the Dig’s spring dining guide, the city’s waitstaff offers tips on acting like a normal human being in restaurants
LUKE O'NEIL
GANG GREEN
After supposedly torpedoing the Dems’ gubernatorial chances last time around, the Green-Rainbow Party girds for another go
JOE KEOHANE
FROM THE EDITOR
Hitler Youth hits Fenway
JOE KEOHANE
Buffy + R. Kelly sing-alongs
Nothing says spring like two consecutive nights of fucked-up, bodily-fluid-related group sing-alongs. On Thursday, the Coolidge screens the infamous Buffy musical episode, accompanied with subtitles and plastic teeth; on Friday, theatergoers will be treated to all 12 chapters of R. Kelly’s excruciatingly bad hip-hop opera, Trapped in the Closet. Prepare to caterwaul along as R. drinks Buffy's blood and then pisses all over a teenage vampire. Wait …
