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Ketchup, Interrupted

When savored in isolation, my favorite condiment had an awful, mouth-twisting aftertaste like rubbing alcohol. I sampled it over and over again, expecting the intruder to go away, but it didn’t. What was up?
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The Observer's New Year's resolutions

A collection of New Year's resolutions from deputy Observers.

Young Storytellers

On The Observer’s second day of work at the Arkansas Times, while still clueless about such necessities as the location of the office bathroom, I was tasked with covering something called Young Storytellers, which sounded innocuous enough. However, what was quickly revealed by The Observer’s boss, through a grin so tiny it almost didn’t register as mischievous, was that this would be an immersive — nay, participatory — opportunity.

Lost in the maize

There’s something about a first job that makes an imprint on the memory. Some go the traditional route of babysitting, or wash dishes at a local restaurant. But The Observer thinks back on fond days of brisk autumnal nights at a Southwest Missouri corn maze.

You can’t have Holland without Amsterdam 

Observer and I hit the road recently for a late summer vacation that we could have used about two months earlier. Trips for June and July were unexpectedly canceled and we were left wiling away most of the summer in scorching hot Arkansas waiting for our time to get away. 

Adventures at Kittenpalooza

Mr. Meowington rules the roost.

Freon and fried chicken

A quiet cooling on the airwaves


If your internet goes out, as The Observer’s did recently, it’s likely the cyberattack comes not from the Russians, but from forces much closer to home. That was the case in the Kingwood neighborhood in early June, when a cluster of five houses suffered the extremely First World problem of a temporary lack of access to Netflix. 

What to expect when you’re expecting a reproductive health meltdown

Doing Mirena math.

Street corner preacher

At the intersection, but not intersectional.

Insert joke here: The Observer reviews cannabis suppositories

The hole gang bailed, but The Observer persisted to provide you with this review.

Pro tips for living digital in The Plague Era

Winter-pale and world-weary from clawing our way through a Greek alphabet of virus variants, The Observer has learned a thing or two about thriving online during The End Times, and we’re happy to share the wealth. 

On reliving adolescent anxiety at Camp Taco

What is the opposite of nostalgia? Camper, we found it.

Fold up this fortune teller to see your future in Little Rock 2050

For our November magazine cover story, we asked various experts to gaze into the crystal ball and predict what life in the Little Rock metro area will look like in 2050. Stay tuned for that. In the meantime, here's something to play with.

A birthday weekend of Hot Springs takeout

A rooftop birthday in the spa city.

Summer suggestions from The Observer

In a normal year, The Observer turns things down a notch in the summer, moving a little slower and not getting up too much during the heat of the day. Summer in Arkansas sure ain’t no time to be working for a living. We do as little as possible of that while the heat is on. We still, however, crave entertainment in the Dog Days. Given that, we thought we’d share a few suggestions.

Under construction

The Observer has been a little concerned about all the construction going on in our fair city and beyond of late. Well, “concerned” is a bit much, we guess. How about “miffed”?

Cat problems

Whether because of where The Observatory is located — though we haven’t noticed any new canneries or fish markets springing up along Maple Street — or because some felines live to make a nuisance of themselves, The Observatory has been besieged by alleycats of late.

Squinting at diamonds

At 9:21 a.m. on a Tuesday in the middle of February — Fat Tuesday, actually — The Observer took the trash out.

Under the dome

The Observer has long been an America junkie. We don’t buy dumb T-shirts or American Flag swim trunks or bumper stickers that say “Love It or Leave It,” but we swear to you that we would, this moment, give our life for this country if our democracy was threatened, because that is what it takes sometimes.