Dana McMahan

Paris is so unbearably delicious that you want to take everything with you — just stuff all that amazing food in your bag so when you're home longing for the city you can at least console yourself with a taste of it. And you totally should! A plate of oozy, wonderfully stinky French cheeses isn't going to cure the malaise of missing Paris, but it's a start.

Whatever happened to the friendly bartender?

Locals may debate whether this river city is the South or the Midwest, but everyone can agree that Louisville, Kentucky, is an exciting place to be.

Crowds pack the 'Ville for the Kentucky Derby the first weekend in May, but bourbon-fueled delights await year-round.

What on earth is a Bottled-in-Bond, Single-Barrel, 10-Year Kentucky Straight Bourbon Whiskey, anyway? Trust me — there's a method to the mad libs.

Where people are creating, there is hope. And you don’t have to look far in this city to see the vivid colors of hope

Living in Louisville comes with responsibilities; my 502 area code seems to confer with it bourbon ambassadorship. And while most of us around here just seem to have a good measure of bourbon coursing through our veins, I actually did study to become a Certified Bourbon Steward...

What I end up saying when I try to explain to people, and myself, why I bought a vacation house in Detroit.

The nation's inner cities are full of bright youngsters — all they need is a chance, acclaimed chef says.

Kentucky is home to 95 percent of the world's bourbon, but until recently, what you've see in stores and on bar shelves is limited to what's currently available

Sleep in a museum at 21c, where contemporary art meets a boutique hotel, with changing exhibits and installations placed around its public spaces. A whimsical flair (look for the migrating red plastic penguin sculptures) throughout the hotel keeps the vibe interesting.

They may not get any credit for the final product, but good fixers are integral to television, film, and journalism produced abroad. WorldFixer.com is trying to make the best ones easier to find.

There's a new spin on the Motor City—and it's on two wheels. Long synonymous with American auto manufacturing (and its demise), Detroit is now home now to a scrappy start-up determined to bring handmade American bikes to the world.

“You can’t drink all day if you don’t wake up at the distillery,” I joked with friends ahead of this September weekend on the Jim Beam grounds in Clermont.

You begin to daydream about walks at the park, games of fetch, a dog curled up at your feet. So you go on to the rescue's website and download and complete an adoption application — only to be rejected.

His boyhood home was in disrepair, no "Ali Trail" in sight—why did it take Louisville so long to honor the champ?