There’s a killer substance that goes by the less-than-elegant name of Elephant Snot. And kill it does. It destroys, exterminates, eradicates and generally massacres unwanted graffiti (stress the unwanted). And it may be coming soon to a wall near you.

We seem to live in a time of tension. One can argue if this is unique to the present day or if it’s always been present. Regardless, you may have noticed turbulence recently on social media sites for Harrisburg. Shawn Westhafer, president of Friends of Midtown, said that he has.

Amanda Carter is known by several very different names. To her friends, she’s simply Amanda. To her students, she’s Ms. Carter. And, to her fans, she’s “330.” Carter adopted that last moniker while a law student in Washington, D.C., where she began gaining recognition as a musician, writer and performer. She later moved back to Harrisburg to support her mom, who was going through a cancer diagnosis.

House Hunters Harrisburg: As amenities, confidence grow, so does interest in living in the city.

Learn more about this year's race series to benefit the YMCA, including the MudMash.

Launching a new business is like venturing on a cross-country road trip, but in pre-GPS days, without the luxury of Siri telling you your next move. Daunting, I know. With endless possibilities, it’s overwhelming to think of what needs to happen between packing your bag and arriving at your final destination, or in business terms, fashioning an initial concept and flinging your doors open to gleaming sunshine and singing birds on opening day.

The malady: a wee too much to drink on a Friday night. “The Cure”: ground beef seasoned to taste like breakfast sausage, sriracha mayo, a fried egg, French fries and Taylor ham, on a freshly made bun. This is the type of morning-after remedy I can get behind—the my-mouth-is-suddenly-salivating creation at The Harrisburger, Broad Street Market’s gourmet burger joint that opened as part of a wave of new businesses in June.

The Old Waterworks on Front Street long has been considered one of Harrisburg’s most iconic buildings. In recent years, it was home to an advertising firm and, after that, mostly sat empty, which is how Rachel and Ulysses Wilson discovered it a few months ago. The couple was driving through Harrisburg after looking at another potential site for a new venture—a second location of their Camp Hill-based yoga studio, Om My Yoga.

If someone showed you a time lapse of the city of Harrisburg—what would you see? The growth of the steel industry; Camp Curtin housing hundreds of thousands of Union soldiers during the Civil War; the 1897 fire at the Capitol; the first Pennsylvania Farm Show; the race riots of 1969; the 1996 collapse of the Walnut Street Bridge; and the addition of Restaurant Row and changes to City Island.