Ah, love. Though we may not have an overflow of the brotherly variety, Philly is offering plenty of options for those happy couples looking to sanctify said happiness with boxes of chocolates and a night on the town. We’ll tackle the latter here; we've given you some chocolate-related goodness already. If you forget to get a card and all the Rite Aid has left are American Idol Valentines, take heart: you can make your own......

It’s almost that time again folks: Compulsory Love Day is next Thursday, so it’s time to stock up on the champagne, chocolates, and condoms. That is, if you have a partner. If not, tradition dictates you sit at home alone, preferably in a battered bathrobe, and eat a quart of ice cream out of the container. If you’re feeling somewhere in the middle of the champagne/battered bathrobe spectrum, here are some ideas to keep you......

Warning: This whole review is basically a spoiler. Despite its infamy, there are apparently people out there who are still surprised by the "twist" at the end of M. Butterfly, currently being produced by the Philadelphia Theatre Company. These are the same people who are confused by Ru Paul. Please proceed with caution. Let's just get this out of the way, folks. Butterfly in David Henry Hwang's M. Butterfly, just like Dil in The Crying......

Dust off those pens with the big fluffy feathers at the ends: It’s time to play Cyrano. In honor of their East Coast premiere of David DiChiera's Cyrano, the Opera Company of Philadelphia exhorts you to “unleash your romantic spirit just in time for Valentine’s Day” with a love letter contest. One lucky winner will rack up significant significant-other points: on February 15, a limo will take you and your beloved to a dinner at......