Joel Schumacher's retelling of Andrew Lloyd Webber's musical The Phantom of the Opera is less magnificent than its on-stage counterpart. Many elements of the stage production that thrive because of their simplicity are overindulged in the film.
Anna Chlumsky had a very normal childhood. K to eight at Grace Lutheran School in River Forest. High school at Walther Lutheran. She was a teenage nerd, she admits, "home watching Star Wars again and studying for AP tests."
The Oak Park Post Office, in conjunction with Toys for Tots, collected over 200 toys and also raised over $250 from contributions by employees of the Oak Park Main, South Station and River Forest post offices.
We received a lot of compliments on our story about Oak Park photographer Deb Donnelley and her book, In the Company of Sisters: Portraits and Reflections. Readers loved Donnelley's evocative photos of sisters of varying ages and backgrounds. She took most of them between 1987 to 1992, and followed up by re-interviewing the sisters 10 years later and turning the project into a book.
River Forest resident Ron Ewert has been a Goldyburgers regular for nearly 20 years. His 14-year-old daughter has been eating their handmade beef patties since she was practically an infant. Ewert sees Goldyburgers as a dying breed, one of the last remaining independent burger joints struggling to compete with places like Fuddrucker's and TGI Friday's.
For all of you wise, sensible souls planning on staying home on New Year's Eve, I can think of nothing better than having a nice steaming bowl of homemade onion soup. Soupe a l'oignon is, of course, that famous traditional staple of French bistros, served boiling hot in oven proof crocks, laden with crusty French bread and topped with gratineed, gooey Gruyere cheese. It's the very first soup that I learned how to make in culinary school, much to the delight of my family and friends.
The holidays" used to sound like a euphemism to me. It was code for Christmas, but you wanted to sound broadminded, so you said "the holidays" as a somewhat condescending nod to Hanukah, Kwanzaa, and a myriad other international celebrations that more or less correspond to the winter solstice.