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Brenda Priddy seems like a real nice lady. The Chandler wife and mother, who once worked as a bookkeeper, is friendly from the moment we say hello, and she readily answers my long list of questions despite fighting an awful head cold.
Eating well can be hard to do — but not because of a lack of options. Farmers markets make finding fresh-picked produce (and a variety of locally made specialty foods and products, like hummus and bath soaps) convenient in and around the East Valley.
The Superstitions are as familiar a part of the local landscape as places and names like Dobson Ranch or Ellsworth Road, but a compact show at Superstition Mountain Museum is giving renewed perspective to the craggy range.
Tucson; Cottonwood; Greer
You’ve probably seen Gilbert graphic designer Tad Smith’s work and not even realized it. He’s the man behind the old Historic Downtown Chandler “lamp post” logo, and his Glamour Girls hung for a time on the brick walls of Queen’s Pizzeria in Mesa.
More than 100 dancers from all over the map applied to perform in this weekend’s Breaking Ground festival in Tempe. Fewer than one fifth of them made the cut for the production, a project of Carley Conder, head of accomplished local troupe CONDER/dance and part of the family behind longtime East Valley studio Jeanne’s School of Dance. Here, Conder gives GetOut readers an inside take on the show and her locally famous grandmother.
Even those with only a dim interest in fine art have likely heard of Georgia O’Keeffe or seen a poster filled with one of her vivid flower paintings.
The terrain around these parts might seem ordinary once you’ve become accustomed to it, but take Tishia Stewart’s word for it: the Sonoran Desert is a wild, fascinating place — and she wants to help you discover it for yourself.
You likely haven’t seen a show like the ones The Black Mustache Old-Fashioned Melodrama Company has cooked up.
Lake Havasu City; Willcox; Flagstaff
Perhaps it’s because this desert of ours is such a bizarre looking place already that the otherworldly spires, orbs and bursts of brightly colored hand-blown glass that have cropped up amid the flora of Desert Botanical Garden fit right in. Like Sonoran Desert natives cholla and ocotillo, the works of art are at home here, yet still mind-blowing as all get out.
A whole lot of the trouble those extreme TV survivalists get into could be avoided if they packed a little smarter before heading out the door.
’Twas the afternoon of Christmas and all through the house, presents were opened and appetites doused. Get away from the mess and out on the town; these are the places fun can be found.
Finding a faux snow- and candy cane-filled homage to Santa Claus is easy; just look at your local mall for the line snaking around the giant Christmas tree. Honing in on an experience that makes as much of the Christmas story — the story of the birth of Jesus — is another matter.
I’m no quilter, but with grandmothers who had homemade quilting racks hanging from their ceilings, I can appreciate a good carpenter’s star or double wedding ring. Those treasured old patterns, pretty as they are, are blown out of the water by the blankets currently on display in Chandler.
Reindeer-schmeindeer. Santa’s pets aren’t nearly as popular in the Valley this time of year as the scaley, slithering creatures at Phoenix Herpetological Society. The non-profit throws open its doors for holiday tours, which often sell out.
There’s a new place to shop for original gifts in the East Valley, and it’s only going to be open about three weeks.
Never made the trek up Pass Mountain to Wind Cave, one of the East Valley’s most popular hiking destinations?
You needn’t have subjected your stuffed animals to tea parties as a child to enjoy Ballet Etude’s Nutcracker Sweet Tea with your own kiddos.
If the old-timey clothing and equipment at this weekend’s Chandler Chuck Wagon Cook-off don’t take you back in time, the food surely ought to.
If you think you couldn’t possibly enjoy Shakespeare, this could be the show to change your mind.
It starts with a name, those Ancestry.com commercials promise. That, and a paid subscription to the site. Not to mention the patience to sit hunched at a screen, following cybertrail after cybertrail ever deeper into a rabbit hole of genealogy information that’s difficult to know for sure is truly your own.
Broadway Palm Dinner Theatre fans, you can finally put the question to rest: No, the Broadway Palm is not coming back.