March is here, and spring time as a time of growth. More vendors are returning to my local farmers market with this season’s crops that have come to harvest.

You’re a family man – family woman. Your career is on track according to the master plan. You’re fairly young and definitely savvy, with a budget of about $50K to spend on the new whip you so rightfully deserve.

The NFL gave us one of the great sports days in quite some time this past Sunday. The NFC Championship game went into overtime and the AFC title game at least should have.

By Walter Rutledge This weekend Opera returns to Harlem. Art also makes a big statement uptown. While a Harlem landmark has a birthday.

Legendary photographer Eve Arnold was born on April 12, 1912 passed away peacefully in London at the age of 99 on January 4, 2012.

The month of December “tis the season to see dance”. This weekend is an excellent opportunity to see dance both uptown and downtown.

By Walter Rutledge On Saturday October 29, 2011 the Staten Island Jazz Festival returns to the Snug Harbor Cultural Center located at 1000 Richmond Terrace.

By Walter Rutledge After a successful two-day run in the spring of 2011 Helena D. Lewis’ one woman show, Call Me Crazy: Diary of a Mad Social Worker returns to the Kumble Theater for an unprecedented six performances beginning Friday September 23 through Sunday October 2, 2011.

By Walter Rutledge Cecilia Marta Dance Company performed as part of the City Parks Foundation Summer Stage dance series on July 30th at Rumsey Playfield in Central Park and on August 13th at Marcus Garvey Park in Harlem.

The second restaurant in Harlem I wanted to review for this summer’s NYC Restaurant Week is Ristorante Settepani.

By Walter Rutledge Virgin Island Fashion Week 2011 and The American Cancer Association presented Caribbean Catwalk For A Cure fashion show fundraiser, on Saturday July 29, at the Club Panache, 2110 Adam Clayton Powell Blvd.

[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yfZtMbEvKTk&w=640&h=390] Columbia University archaeologist Nan Rothschild walks her dog in Central Park each morning, not far from where William G. Wilson used to live—more than 150 years ago.

I don’t know how many times I heard my aunt, Eartha, after whom I am named, tell this one particular story. According to her, I was three years old—telling everybody’s business—outside in front of her building with pen and paper, writing “a book.” I don’t remember that. Or even if I was able to write…

I don’t know how many times I heard my aunt, Eartha, after whom I am named, tell this one particular story. According to her, I was three years old—telling everybody’s business—outside in front of her building with pen and paper, writing “a book.” I don’t remember that. Or even if I was able to write…