As a meeting place between automobiles and pedestrians, Town & Country Village continues to present certain challenges that, in my mind, transform into psychological deterrents. To enter the lot from any direction requires a set of zen-tastic skills that I force myself to summon up in order to return.

These grand prix action skills include fraught left-hand turns through endless waves of fast-moving cars. Before parking there, an endeavor unto itself, impatient drivers focus on the pursuit of empty spots—seldom seen—more than they pay attention to human beings crossing asphalt à pied. Every time I return, T&C rises to the top of my “least favorite strip malls” list.

After taking our seats at Horsefeather, it astonished me to find that my boiling blood quickly cooled down. Amber panels of

See Full Page