I wrote a sweet little piece of fluff on Fort Bragg's new artisanal bakery and its hulking wood-burning brick oven. Normally, I'm not one for quaintness. And I especially bridle at the idea that the…
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I spent most mornings of my childhood standing, with legs splayed like a saw horse, above an old gas floor grate furnace in my dad's house on the Mendocino Coast. I love that heater. There…
It’s been unusually cold on the Mendocino Coast. It's the kind of weather that shows on ashen lips and huddled bodies, a conversation starter that always ends with an exclamation point. Needless to say, this…
This story, from NPR's All Things Considered, about a Chinese "garlic bubble" reads like a children's tale: Peasants in China's countryside fill their garages to overflowing with garlic. With swine flu fears running high—and a…
Sometimes I discover a new cooking technique—a little trick, long-established but new to me—and it feels like I’ve landed on a new continent, where colors are twice as brilliant and my tongue possesses double…
Some impulse purchases are more gratifying than others. This Thanksgiving was to be a small get-together; for our expansive family, an unusually restrained event. As such, we decided to keep our celebratory dinner to the…
Here we go again. After sitting on the market for a year, the White Ranch property has sold. This time the buyer is not a predatory, out-of-town developer with his heart set on ticky-tacky boxes…
In its July 9 issue, the Fort Bragg Advocate-News ran an editorial that bravely confirmed what any thinking person already knew: Our local advertorial broadsheet—which is no more a newspaper than Bill O'Reilly is a…
In its July 9 issue, the Fort Bragg Advocate ran an editorial that bravely confirmed what any thinking person already knew: Our local advertorial broadsheet — which is no more a newspaper than Bill O'Reilly…