Category: Harrisonburg culture
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City schools say the law is on their side and won’t pull back from technical school’s board
Harrisonburg City School Board members declared Thursday night that they were digging in and will not reduce their say in governing Massanutten Technical Center, which the city oversees along with the county’s school board.
The Harrisonburg Innovation Hub provides a new space for workspace productivity
Tucked away in private enclaves, desks invite focus. Lounge chairs foster collaboration among colleagues, while conference rooms buzz with fresh ideas.
Harrisonburg’s first Stone Soup event highlights the importance of community
The Harrisonburg Farmers Market starts a new tradition at 11 a.m. Saturday: Stone Soup. The event draws inspiration from the traditional folktale “Stone Soup,” retold by Heather Forest, which highlights the power of community and collective effort.
Changing it up has helped put this food truck on the map
Two years ago, John and Leigh Anne McMurray chased their passion for the culinary arts and opened Ott Street Eats, a food truck with an ever-changing menu.
This regional music scene is really underground
When you think of a stage, you probably picture a raised platform, flashing strobe lights and a black backdrop. But last month, Dogwood Tales — a local, four-piece Harrisonburg band — was the latest group to perform in a far more unconventional setting: a cave.
How a downtown restaurant went beyond two pieces of bread and some cheese
Grilled cheese has long earned a place amid the pantheon of comfort foods—a warm, melty bite of nostalgia. But for Kathleen Mania-Casey, it became something more.
Founding footsteps: Harrisonburg history will come to the fore as part of VA250
What does it take for a small cluster of springs in a rugged valley to become the heart of a thriving city? For Thomas Harrison, the answer was a vision, generosity and a deep connection to the land that would one day bear his name.
From the basement up: Places and names might change, but showhouse culture remains in Harrisonburg
The sharp whine of an electric guitar slices through the crackling feedback of an amp. Then, it hits—a wall of sound: thundering drums, pulsing basslines, and raw vocals. Scuffed Doc Martens pound the floor. Bodies jostle and sway, gripping the low rafters for stability. In the cramped basement, people in the crowd press shoulder to shoulder, chest to back. Strangers, united only by the music, move as one.