Jolyon Helterman

The $500 Weekend: Portland, Maine

IT’S NOT JUST THE ROLLING HILLS, bustling harbor, and chilled-out vibe that elicit San Francisco comparisons. Like that other City by the Bay, Portland has a dining scene to rival any in the region — Boston’s included. Spend the bulk…

All Friends on Deck

The slab of lamb being shuttled from grill to cutting board is ready for its close-up—it’s a handsomely crusted, still-sizzling vision from a carnivore’s dream. Our hostess, however, looks worried. "I’m afraid I overcooked it a little," mourns Azita Bina-Seibel,…

The Haunt: A Fine Place to Make Camp

IT’S STANDING-ROOM-ONLY around Laurel’s 15-seat bar on a Thursday night, and the impromptu standup’s just getting started. The prop: a strapping, square-jawed newcomer in snug Levis. "A Fluffer for this one!" vamps the bartender, Eryl, sizing up the eye candy…

Investigations: Cleaning Up the Art World

The MFA’s orange-hued café serves a mean sautéed hake, but Frederick Ilchman’s having none of it. It’s that blasted eyeball—not on the fish (a meaty filet), but the one staring up vapidly from an art book perched on the curator’s…

The Haunt: Blurring Eras, One Carafe at a Time

The seventysomething at the next table wants to remember the name of the pianist who used to play here. It was Don or Dick—no, Davy?—and he was very, very good. ("He was decent," counters her companion.) "Dave. Dave McKenna," offers…

Foodie Road Trip Redux

It’s just about this time that once a year, every year, the brilliant-hued notion dawns on local foodies to take a gastronomic day trip to some farflung restaurant. Noble plan—if only the target weren’t the same tried-and-true restaurants every time….