“Know thyself.” It’s the orienting philosophy for a series of talks at the West Las Arts Center (947 West Lake Mead Blvd.) being presented every Friday this month and next under the rubric “The Native Son Bookstore Revisited.” Shuttered in 2008, Sam Smith’s Native Son Bookstore, in West Las Vegas, did much more than sell books.
Crunchy, then creamy, then pickley — and helloooo, paprika! The chorus line of tastes presented by these deep-fried lovelies got a whoop-whoop from every one of the 10,000 taste buds science says I have on my tongue.
Most top-of-mind observation about our sixth annual Best of the City issue: Wowie! If the intensity level of ballot-stuffing this year is any indication — in many cases, brute, systematic, monolithic, algorithmic and, hafta admit, admirably so — our Best of the City readers’ poll has officially arrived as a showcase for tastemaking and trendspotting.
The new year’s fresh bouquet of Chris Brown headlines (sample: “Chris Brown allegedly punched woman in the eye at Palms hotel in Las Vegas”) nicely underlined Tovin Lapan’s tough piece about alleged celebrity abusers in our January issue.
H. Lee Barnes, author of the classic Vegas novel The Lucky, busts out of the valley with his new Texas-set novel The Gambler’s Apprentice. His prose? Spare, tight. His stories? Moving, human. His cred? Been in the Nevada Writers Hall of Fame since 2009. 7p, free, thewritersblock.org