Cry Me a River Street

Cry Me a River Street

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Is it just me, or is the River Street Sign still the ugliest thing in Christendom? (How’s that for a politically incorrect phrase?) – Nah, I know for sure that it ain’t just me.

It’s been too long since we all collectively kvetched and vented concerning this colossel civic eyesore. Not to mention the procession of equally odious street lights, each yellower than the next. (more…)

Rude Behavior, Restaurant-style

Has this happened to you? We’re sitting in the boisterous interior of Sushi Totoro, on the Westside of Santa Cruz, winding down a dinner of saba and hamachi, listening to Bob Marley. All was well. But just as I picked up my last piece of nigiri, chopsticks still in my hand, my wooden plate was grabbed and whisked away. I mean while I was still chewing! (more…)

Hot Soup!

Wally Goldfrank, sociologist and bon vivant, has returned from November in Madagascar raving about the local, regional spins on French cuisine — “profiteroles in the tropics.” Visualize mango tarte tatin! But more. Wally loves a good bowl of soup on a chilly night – so do I – and he sends me a recipe for a butternut squash soup, with white beans and fresh ginger (more…)

Now, That’s Italian!

Chef Alert! I just got a call on my food hotline from a fan of Italian cooking, and the news is GOOD. For all of you who loved the cooking of chef Giovanni Di Maio at the former, splendid Caffe Bella Napoli, take heart. Di Maio has now taken over the stoves at Capitola’s Il Pirata, (more…)