Q&A: Anthony Averson of Ride California

The e-bike tour guide and co-owner of Ride California shares his favorite trails, travel dreams and a timely whale tale.

Tell us about the route you’ve created for Ride California.
Our Half Moon Bay e-bike tour covers the historic downtown and the scenic Half Moon Bay Coastal Trail, which is above the majestic ocean bluffs. We’ve also added a Santa Cruz tour and just opened one in San Francisco this spring.

What makes cycling such a special way to encounter a region?
Getting outside and slowing down, you can see all the details you would miss in a car. You can breathe in all the sights. Plus you can see much more of our amazing Coastside cliffs and beaches.

Can you share an interesting fact about Half Moon Bay’s history?
Half Moon Bay was the first town settled in San Mateo County. During Prohibition, Half Moon Bay was known as a favorite place for bootleggers because of its fog and coves.

What’s at the top of your bucket list?
To e-bike in Hawaii, France and Colorado.

What’s a cool historical building in Half Moon Bay?
The old train station that has been converted into a house by Poplar Beach.

Do you have any fond bike-related childhood memories?
My dad had me and my sister do a triathlon when we were growing up and I remember thinking then—and still to this day—that the bike ride was the best part.

What age would you choose to be again and why?
I’d be 24. You have some money and all the freedom in the world.

Which coastal trail do you highly recommend?
My favorite hike is the Cowell-Purisima trail, which is three miles along the steep ocean cliffs. You can access Cowell Ranch State Beach, a 20-minute hike from the parking lot. It’s my family’s favorite beach in the area.

What’s your dream bike?
Santa Cruz Heckler SL. It’s a full-suspension mountain e-bike.

Who else is behind Ride California?
We’re a family-owned and -operated business (iridecali.com). My father and sister are partners—we all have a thirst and love for sports and the great outdoors.

What do you collect?
Guitars. I likely have 20 or so right now and at one time I had 100.

Any memorable tales from past rides?
On one tour, I mentioned that whales had been migrating through Half Moon Bay that week and that we might see some … and they didn’t believe me. At the end of the tour, I made an extra stop at a special lookout—and our guests were delighted to see a magnificent gray whale jump sky-high out of the ocean!

The Little Bookstore That Could

Words by Johanna Harlow

Once upon a time—1955, to be precise—a man with big ideas opened a small independent bookshop. The man was called Roy Kepler; the shop, Kepler’s Bookstore. And it wasn’t long before this ardent owner and peace activist started attracting the like-minded to his little store. At Kepler’s, inquisitive minds and restless spirits found a place that welcomed the sharing of ideas and social causes. The shop harbored Stanford staff and students, Beat intellectuals and pacifists—even celebrity patrons like singer/activist Joan Baez and the Grateful Dead’s Jerry Garcia. Former President Jimmy Carter stopped by for a visit.

Progressive Roy also helped popularize the paperback. Back then, many “serious” booksellers refused to carry these soft-covered books, resolved to have no association with lowbrow, penny dreadful shenanigans. But while some saw trouble, Roy saw the future.

Roy has long since passed away—but the bookstore he built perseveres. This May, it reaches the venerable age of 70. To commemorate this anniversary, Keplerites share their memories of its milestones. What could be more fitting than to celebrate this seller of stories with a few fond tales? Find your squishiest armchair and settle in for storytime at Kepler’s.

A Childhood Among The Shelves: Dawn Kepler

The smell of coffee always draws Dawn Kepler, oldest of Roy’s children, back to the bookstore. “My dad, coming out of the beatnik era, thought that a little coffee bar was important,” she reminisces. Though as a child, she admits being more preoccupied with the store’s display case of gracefully-layered baklava and brightly-colored sodas. “All of these were forbidden fruits at home. My mother didn’t believe in sugar,” Dawn says. But at the store, Dad always let the kids pick out a treat.

Dawn’s appetite for books rivaled her sweet tooth. She feasted on the written word while perched on the bookshelf’s edge, keeping as close as possible to the source. “There were chairs. There was even a sofa. But I would just sit right down there,” she laughs.

So bookish was Dawn that she once tried reading on a river trip. “(The book) came home with me four times its original size—because it was pulp,” she chuckles. On another occasion, she got in trouble for reading while cycling. “It was very safe,” Dawn wryly protests. “I had a basket on my bike. I had propped my book up on it, and I put my sweater in to hold it open.”

Dawn’s dad was also a creative problem-solver. She recounts the time Roy moved Kepler’s entire inventory to its new location via shopping carts from the grocery store down the street. “I don’t know how dad wrangled that, but my father always did deals. ‘What would help you? What would help me?’”
“It was fun to live in a bookstore,” Dawn says. Today, she runs Kepler’s Facebook page, an account she’s grown to 23,000 followers. “It’s my connection to my childhood,” she explains.

Larger-than-life Characters: Clark Kepler

Early Kepler’s employees knew Roy’s son Clark as the little boy with the Mad Magazine obsession and the black feet. Back when the store did business out of a converted auto body shop in the 1970s, “the cement floors were still stained with oil,” Clark recalls. “And people were also smoking and throwing their butts on the ground.” He also remembers the store’s larger-than-life characters, like its first employee, Gandhi scholar Ira Sandperl, who “probably held court at the bookstore more than he actually worked.”

In the ‘80s, Clark took over running the store. “I was at Sierra College when my dad asked me to come work a summer for him,” he recalls. “That summer got extended to 33 years.” During his time at its helm, Clark weathered plenty of highs and lows. There was the store’s devastating closure in 2005—and the community’s herculean efforts to revive it. On reopening day, people came in droves to support Kepler’s. Dawn baked her father’s favorite sugar cookies, handing them out to customers as they waited in a checkout line that stretched out the door. “That whole experience was life-changing and humbling,” Clark says.

Of the many events Clark has hosted at its current location downtown, the Harry Potter book releases have been among its most popular. Over the years, the festivities have ranged from scene reenactments to tales with Hagrid in the Gryffindor Common Room to Diagon Alley-themed stalls. Cafe Borrone transformed into the Death Eater Enclave, cheerfully serving macabre treats. (Cockroach clusters, anyone?) And many dressed up—including a memorable Moaning Myrtle costume that involved a toilet seat around the wearer’s neck.

“Every time you open a book, you’re entering a world, somebody else’s world—and you’re doing it with your imagination, not with your eyes or ears only,” muses Clark. “When your imagination is involved, it resonates much deeper.”

The Next Generation: Praveen Madan

Kepler’s current CEO Praveen Madan had not been in the book business long when Clark handed him Kepler’s reins. In India, “public libraries were terrible,” Praveen recalls of his childhood. “We didn’t have great access to books.” Excluding textbooks, he didn’t own his first tome until after college. “One of the first things I did with my first paycheck was buy a few science fiction books,” he recalls. Stepping into an American Barnes & Noble for the first time blew his mind.

But after moving to the States for an unfulfilling career in management consulting, Praveen underwent a crisis. “I started having this unease,” he recollects. “Was it really worth my one and only life?” Somehow, he and his wife found themselves revamping The Booksmith, a longstanding San Francisco bookstore. “I was fascinated by this dilemma,” Praveen says of the plight of the 21st-century bookstore. “What can possibly be done to evolve the business model of a bookstore so it stays relevant?” It tickled his problem-solving brain.

So a few years later, when Clark told Praveen of his plans to either pass Kepler’s on to the next generation or close it for good, Praveen wasn’t deterred by the store’s declining sales. He said yes. “It was touch-and-go for a while,” Praveen admits of the intense restructuring process. Understanding that bringing this conversation to the community would be essential, he hosted a conference and asked publishers, book sellers, authors, donors, staff and customers to help him reimagine the thriving community bookstore of today. “A lot of times, we have an instinct to try to control an outcome or make a certain decision—but often it’s better to listen, let things evolve.”

One change to Kepler’s has been its hybrid model and the addition of its nonprofit events branch. At one speaking event with Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor, Kepler’s gave free tickets and books to 120 high school kids (many from East Palo Alto and Belle Haven), then arranged a backstage meeting for them. “One young girl said to her that she was hoping to become a lawyer and eventually a judge,” Praveen recalls. “And Sonia Sotomayor said to her, ‘You call me, and I will personally swear you in.’ I still tear up thinking about that.”

Bookworm’s Haven: V.R. Ferose

When V.R. Ferose, author and head of SAP Academy for Engineering, visits a new place, he has a tradition. From Tokyo to Dubai, “one of the first things I do is check out the independent bookstore,” he says, adding that he can tell a lot about a country based on its bestseller list. “It’s basically a reflection of the conversation that people are having … What is a priority for them?”

As soon as Ferose walked into Kepler’s, he knew this place was extraordinary. “It stood for community, it stood for a larger good—and it continues to do that,” Ferose explains. Since then, Ferose has attended countless author’s events and booked Kepler’s speakers at SAP. The affection is mutual and Kepler’s carries Ferose’s books. One of his most recent, The Invisible Majority, explores the resilience of “India’s abled disabled” and includes a foreword from the Dalai Lama.

His most recent collaboration with Kepler’s—and with Oscar-nominated director Doug Roland—is a documentary film titled Reimagining Independent Bookstores. “All the documentaries that I have seen about bookstores have been looking backwards. They are seeing bookstores from the lens of nostalgia … I wanted to turn that around and say, ‘What does a future bookstore look like?’” Ferose explains. Naturally, Kepler’s was his first filming location.

If anything competes with Ferose’s love of books, it’s signed books. As a serious collector—with signatures from Martin Luther King Jr., Mahatma Gandhi and the last 11 presidents—many of Ferose’s 3,000 autographed copies come from his favorite Menlo Park bookstore. “My wife is not amused that I’m using all the wardrobes to keep books,” he chuckles.

A Family Affair: Amanda Hall

“Kepler’s isn’t just a retail store,” muses the bookstore’s COO Amanda Hall. “Yes, we sell books, but it’s really a place to gather, to share information, to learn, to grow up.”

People even fall in love here. Recently, Amanda saw a couple who’d spent their first date bantering and browsing the bookstore return to Kepler’s to pose for engagement photos. “We are a part of family traditions,” adds Amanda, remarking that she sees a large number of families visit the day after Thanksgiving—right after a big breakfast at Cafe Borrone.

Amanda’s own daughters have made many memories here. “They grew up in the bookstore,” she says, recalling her older daughter’s thrilling encounter with Hunger Game’s Suzanne Collins at an event. “Authors in our world are rock stars.”

Amanda’s younger daughter, a big fan of the Babymouse series, also got to meet her idol. “I would say she was a reluctant reader, and these silly graphic novels were what started her love of reading. So for her to get to hang out for a day with Jennifer L. Holm, with a cupcake crown, and be a part of the event and the reading, that was amazing.” In later years, both daughters would come to work at the store.

People may have come and gone from Kepler’s, but there’s one constant: its staff has faithfully tended the bookstore’s flame, keeping it shining from one generation to the next. Thanks to them, patrons old and new are still finding books that expand their horizons, 70 years after Roy Kepler opened its doors. “It makes you feel honored to be the steward of something that is so important to them,” says Amanda. Your last name doesn’t have to be Kepler to be a part of this ever-growing bookstore family.

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Test of Time

Words by Loureen Murphy

Settle into the swivel chair in Mike and Iona’s Burlingame sitting room, and you’ll catch the essence of their 1908 home’s remodel. Placed near folding glass doors toward the back, the comfy seat invites relaxed conversation around the seagrass coffee table. Turn it to face the yard and unwind as laurel, birch and roses exude nature’s tranquility. And if you spill your coffee, easy-clean bouclé has you (and the chair) covered. In this single furniture piece, designer Jenny Judge embodies her thoughtful, appealing and practical approach.

“Intentionality is the cornerstone of my design philosophy,” says Jenny, who syncs with Mike and Iona in aesthetic and mindset. While strategizing their downstairs remake, the pair followed Jenny Judge Design online at the advice of a mutual friend. Then, with the architect’s plans in hand, the pair engaged the designer to review and assess next steps for their big asks—more space for interacting with family and friends, and a primary suite on the main floor.

They prioritized maintaining the home’s Craftsman-era charm by matching new window grids and trims in the remodeled end with the originals, along with doors and door frames, including for the new laundry/mud room. To retain continuity, Jenny used the darker wood flooring already in place. “That language stayed the same from the front to the back,” she explains.

On her initial walkthrough, Jenny noted the series of small rooms deprived of sunlight, the vibrant backyard foliage and the potential of opening up the rear to create a focal point. At project’s end, a 650-square-foot addition to the home’s original 3,300 square feet allowed a vaulted ceiling and a transom window above the glass fold-out doors to the back. Calling nature a big component of the design, Jenny emphasizes the importance of indoor-outdoor fluidity, especially in a home with kids.

Today, an airy kitchen anchors the great room, replacing the long, dark, galley-style original. Jenny and Iona together envisioned an ample cooking space brightened by warm whites and quartzite counters. “We worked collaboratively,” says Jenny, “to make sure she was comfortable with the amount of cabinet space and that everything would have its own place.”

That meant discussing storage for small appliances, which are often neglected in planning. Flanked by its own cabinets, the built-in beverage bar features a unique Zellige tile backsplash in muted tones. The variations in each handmade terracotta piece render an authenticity that flows with the home’s Craftsman vibe.

In the breakfast nook, a cushioned L-shaped bench and chairs surround the vintage wooden table. Next to it, the sitting area in warm neutrals completes the great room, where natural fiber drapes and Roman shades control the inflow of light.

“The spaces I design are very carefully curated. I work a lot with families, some with young children,” says Jenny. “We always need to take a step back and figure out what we really need and how each piece in our home is going to function.” It comes down to considering round corners rather than sharp, and materials with high durability and livability, like the upholstery on that swivel chair by Lulu and Georgia. “Oftentimes families do a mix of high and low pieces.” Their refined-looking furniture keeps company with the pieces that the kids can jump on.

The mood board, created at the onset, guides owners’ choices. “It’s the North Star for the project, so as we’re picking finishes and finalizing design elements we can always refer back to that board,” says Jenny. On the high end, the homeowners planned the sophisticated, understated dining room as a conversation-starter for guests. Within its deep green wainscoted walls, diners sit around Iona’s heirloom table, on vintage chairs reupholstered to complement the look. Heirloom artwork in gilded frames provides the pop.

Of all the project’s facets, Jenny delights in the open, natural ambience of the home’s back-end addition. But even more, she treasures a photo and text from Iona. Shortly after they moved back in, Iona snapped a view of the kitchen from the breakfast nook where she and Mike sat sipping a little something. “We love it so much,” she says, “and we’re so happy with how everything turned out.”

Saddle Up

Words by Jennifer Jory

You’ve probably driven past Olsen Nolte on El Camino Real in San Carlos numerous times, noticed the horse perched on top of a simple sign saying Saddle Shop, and wondered: How has this business lasted so long? If you walk inside, you’ll meet one of the main reasons it’s stood the test of time. Owner Al Baglietto started working at Olsen Nolte in 1957, back when he was still in high school. “I have never left,” he jokes. “I was just a kid interested in horses.”

He fondly recalls being 11 and taking Junior Rider lessons with Myra Duncan at her farm at Woodside and Kings Mountain roads in Woodside. Now in his 80s, Al still rides Western-style and keeps a horse with a trainer. His wife Nancy used to ride English, but has since hung up her saddle. The couple lives in Portola Valley and is known for being knowledgeable about all things horse-related.

Long ago, Al and Nancy decided that the best way to work together selling Western and English riding gear and apparel was to divvy up the responsibilities. “He buys equipment and I buy the clothes,” Nancy says, pointing out that she insists vendors send her fabric swatches so she can touch the products before ordering them. “This is a business you have to know and appreciate.”

Al is also a strong proponent of selecting the very best. “A part of what’s made it successful is that safety is the No. 1 issue. Choosing quality will make sure equipment won’t break,” he says. Most of the products sold at Olsen Nolte are made in America. In fact, most tourists who stop in request items that are marked “Made in the USA.”

Olsen Nolte last made its own saddles, bits and spurs in 1985. The business dates back to 1936, when saddle-maker Al Nolte opened up the original store at Third Street and Newcomb Avenue in San Francisco’s Bayview District, then a hub of stockyards, trains and boats. John Olsen joined the company a year later and bought out his partner in 1939. Al likes to honor that momentous year by always wearing a silver belt buckle the shop made to commemorate the 1939 World’s Fair at Treasure Island.

In the early days, Olsen Nolte’s customers were cowboys—some were seeking new gear and others wanted repairs. A life-sized papier-mâché horse named Mitch was used to fit harnesses, and now stands in the back of the store. The San Carlos location opened in the early 1960s, replacing Olsen Nolte shops that had been located in Redwood City and Palo Alto. The Bagliettos bought the business in 1965 and still remember when stockyards were located near Broadway and the train tracks in Redwood City. “This is just a convenient location, close to two bridges and the airport, and we get a lot of people from across the Bay and the coast,” Al says.

Nancy describes today’s customers as “more pleasure riders, not working cowboys anymore—more wannabe cowboys” who are buying boots for line dancing and hats and shirts for costume parties or vacations at dude ranches. “We carry a lot of the traditional stuff and a lot of the fun party stuff, party shirts that are embroidered,” she says, noting the American flag shirt is popular for both the Fourth of July and concerts.

Celebrities such as Bing Crosby and Neil Young have shopped at Olsen Nolte, as well as Tennessee Ernie Ford, who turned heads when he sang his trademark tune, “Sixteen Tons,” while in the store. The couple still smiles when talking about the time singer Art Garfunkel showed up barefoot. Other memorable shoppers include the San Francisco 49ers, who came after the team made it to the 1982 Super Bowl in Michigan and wanted to get outfitted in cowboy boots and hats.

Even non-celebrity customers have made lasting memories at Olsen Nolte. One time, a group of Islamic shoppers were in a panic because they needed a place to pray. The Bagliettos accommodated them by setting them up in a private room with horse blankets to use as prayer rugs. And Nancy has to laugh about the cheeky mother and grandmother who came in about 10 years ago with little kids who tried on clothes and climbed on saddles. After taking pictures, they left without buying anything but thanked Nancy on the way out for helping them come up with a cute Christmas card.

Over the years, Olsen Nolte has provided complete outfits for TV commercials advertising everything from McDonald’s and GMC trucks to pharmaceuticals and cookies. The shop used to make things for Disneyland’s Frontierland, including gear for its horses and carriages, and gun holsters for the cowboys. Scattered around the store are many items for sale that come with their own histories, such as the custom-made Olsen Nolte saddle from the late 1940s and a sterling silver Visalia bit that was hand-forged in the late 1930s. Artifacts decorating the walls and ceilings lend themselves to even more storytelling. If you stop by, ask about the harness that businessman Ralph K. Davies acquired when he bought an old fire house in San Francisco.

The Bagliettos clearly delight in working among all the old and new items. They just wish more people were bitten by the same passion they have for all things equestrian. “Our children are all grown up and ready to retire. Our grandkids have their own careers, and no one is horsey,” Nancy says. “Horses, in general, are not as prevalent as they were 20 to 30 years ago,” she observes.

Even so, Al remains optimistic about the enduring loyalty of their many longtime customers. “We’re seeing third and fourth generations. If grandmothers are horse owners, you can believe granddaughters are involved. We’re seeing a revolving door, basically.”

Splashy Sausalito

Words by Johanna Harlow

Nearly everywhere you go in Sausalito, the view steals the show. Whether navigating the Bay via paddleboard, visiting the wooden houseboats or dining on Dungeness crab at a seafood spot, your activity will likely come with a magnificent vista. With views of Angel Island and Belvedere to the east, San Francisco to the south and the shining blue expanse of Richardson Bay dead ahead, there’s really no bad vantage. As you pass homes nestled in the verdant hillsides, you’ll daydream yourself onto every balcony, imagine yourself enjoying chardonnay on a chaise lounge as the sun sets. Here’s how to make the most of your next trip to this Marin County masterpiece.

Photo Courtesy of: Suzette  /  Cover Photo Courtesy of: Cavan Clark -Inn Above Tide

Launch Your Voyage

For a scenic start to your day, head straight to Suzette. With European-style tables lining the sidewalk, this French café offers a front-row seat to the waterfront as well as a slew of cyclists and passersby. The menu ranges from eggs Benedict with smoked salmon to quiche Lorraine, but for a little decadence, opt for the melt-in-your-mouth creamy pain perdu. It’s served with berry compote and crème fraiche atop fluffy brioche French toast.

For a casual eatery dishing out gourmet burgers and garlic fries, try Joinery. This contemporary pub has a trendy interior, its walls awash in abstract ocean murals, its wooden posts reminiscent of pier pilings. But if the day is nice, make your way outside to the picnic benches overlooking the Pelican Harbor docks. Here, you can watch seagulls navigating an obstacle course of yacht masts and kayakers deftly dipping their oars into the Bay.

Photo Courtesy of: Felipe-Passalacqua - Inn Above Tides

Eager to join them out there on the water? Set forth with Sea Trek, which offers kayak and paddleboard rentals as well as guided tours and classes for all skill levels. If you like a challenge, join one of Onboard SUP’s yoga or fitness core classes where the mat is your paddleboard and the ocean is your studio. If you’d rather be aboard than on a board, Modern Sailing School and Club offers lessons—or skippered sails, for those who prefer someone else takes the helm.

Get in Those Steps

After picking up a cardamom rose latte or white chocolate cappuccino at Firehouse Coffee & Tea, it’s time for a stroll. Walk the Bridgeway Promenade and visit the elephant statues at nearby Viña del Mar Park—or cut across Bridgeway Street and climb one of the terraced stairways for stunning neighborhoods and a bird’s eye view.

You might also choose to stop by Sausalito’s famous floating homes at Waldo Point Harbor. The place drew beatniks, artists and hippies back in the 1940s and ‘50s, some of whom made homes out of converted ferries—or in one case, nailed horse-drawn streetcars to a raft. Today, you’ll find 400 or so dwellings along plank-lined paths crowded with potted plants. To hear more about the area’s historic vessels as well as listen to some “salty waterfront tales,” join the Sausalito Wooden Boat Tour for an excursion that concludes with tea and cookies.

If you feel up to a brisk hike, stop by the 170-year-old Point Bonita Lighthouse. You’ll need to follow a steep half-mile trail and traverse a tunnel to reach her—but she’s well worth a visit. The tunnel only opens on select days and closes at 3:20PM sharp, so check first and plan accordingly.

Prefer to pick up the pace? Score a set of wheels at Unlimited Biking or Blazing Saddles and cruise down the coastline with the ocean breeze at your back.

Eclectic Adventures

Sausalito also presents some one-of-a-kind excursions. Bay Model Visitor Center introduces visitors to a colossal (and operational) 1.5-acre model of the San Francisco Bay Estuary watershed. Meticulously replicating the region’s intricate network of ship channels, canals, rivers and sloughs, this hydraulic model can simulate tides and currents. Peruse at your own pace or join a docent-led tour on Saturdays at 11AM.

At the Marine Mammal Center, do not be alarmed by any alien screams you hear. Though it might sound like the clinic is studying extraterrestrials, it’s just the seals speaking up. Years ago, the sound designer for the Lord of the Rings films came to the center to record its patients. The howl of the film’s malevolent orcs are voiced by elephant seal pups, while the bark of the uruks are acutally sea lions. / Photo courtsey of: Conor Jay - The Marine Mammal Center

Another educational adventure awaits at the Marine Mammal Center, which cares for sick and injured pinnipeds. What began as a modest operation of only a few bathtubs and a fence back in 1975 has morphed into a state-of-the-art research hospital and educational center with an army of 1,400 volunteers. Take the docent-led tour to see everything from the laboratory to the kitchen where they blend the fish smoothies. Then drop in on the flippered patients at the observation deck. If you’re lucky, you’ll get to watch a hunting lesson for pups separated too early from their mothers. (They call it “fish school.”)

Enchanting Evening

You’ll have worked up an appetite by now, so set your sights on Sausalito’s dining scene. Barrel House Tavern, located in the old ferry building, features a patio that will place you right at the water’s edge. Taking its location into account, seafood is the way to go. Feast on supple ahi tuna tacos in crispy wonton shells, New Orleans-style shrimp seasoned with Creole chili and lemon, and wood oven-roasted dorade in a bright gremolata sauce. The low-key music won’t upstage the ambient sounds of gull cries and lapping waves. You’ll also get to watch swooping sea birds dive for their supper.

Point Bonita Lighthouse

For more waterside views, check out seafood spots like Scoma’s, Fish. and The Spinnaker or Bar Bocce, a pizzeria with plenty of topping options layered on sourdough crust.

It’s time to call it a night. You’ll be well served at The Inn Above Tide, where every room is a good one. All 33 accommodations boast bay-view windows and luxuriously large tubs, and many offer fireplaces. Thoughtful amenities include binoculars and a Sausalito-themed coloring book. Choose a room with a private deck and settle down on the teak furniture to catch a glimpse of San Francisco’s night life across the Bay, its gold and silver lights winking like stars.

After a good night’s rest, have continental breakfast sent to your room and return to your patio to see another side of Sausalito. As you sip your coffee, note Camp Reynolds on Angel Island, a historic garrison that served as a military camp during the Civil War, then turn to the City to find the Palace of Fine Arts, the Transamerica Pyramid, Alcatraz and the Bay Bridge. A convenient map of the SF skyline will help you identify each one.

Before you head for home, savor this moment, and wave at the ferry and its passengers as they depart from the dock next door. So long, Sausalito!

Spanish Spirit

Words by Lotus Abrams

On any given afternoon at Iberia Restaurant in Belmont, chef and owner Jose Luis Relinque can be found bustling around, preparing for dinner service with his team amid a flurry of activity—yet every day is different. On this particular afternoon, Jose Luis is troubleshooting the crash of his point-of-sale system; a friend is waiting in the bar to retrieve a cookbook she’d loaned him; and a delivery arrives, sending Ruby, the Norfolk terrier that accompanies him everywhere, into a frenzied fit of barking. “These are the challenges that come with the business, but I enjoy it,” Jose Luis says, unrattled. “It keeps me on my toes.”

Iberia Restaurant has been serving authentic Spanish cuisine on the Peninsula for more than three decades. “We’ve served more than 400,000 paellas since we opened,” Jose Luis says. Beyond the ubiquitous paella, the kitchen turns out a wide range of regional specialties—from Basque Country and Catalonia in the north to Andalusia in the south.

Jose Luis plans his menus months in advance, rotating dishes with the season, and always incorporating an element of the unexpected. “I change the menu constantly so that people always have a reason to look at it,” he says. “It’s a little bit like going to Costco—a treasure hunt. You always want to look to find out what’s new.”

A typical menu includes an array of hearty, rustic fare like chickpeas with chanterelle mushrooms; classics such as patatas bravas and gambas al ajillo (pan-seared blue prawns with toasted garlic, smoked paprika and fino sherry); and more elaborate dishes like shrimp mousseline-stuffed morels with lobster-brandy sauce. Highlights this spring include gazpacho malagueño, a chilled soup made from almonds, bread, olive oil and vinegar; a tuna confit and bean salad; Portuguese hunter’s rice made with wild boar and antelope; and rice with clams. “It’s called ‘musical rice’ because when you discard the clamshells into a bowl, they make a ‘clack, clack, clack’ sound that’s like music to your ears,” Jose Luis says.

There’s a story behind every dish served at Iberia Restaurant, even the sangria. The recipe dates back to the summer of 1974, Jose Luis’ last one in Spain before he came to California. He and his friends made a batch of sangria during an impromptu party at the apartment he was renting near the beach. “We didn’t have anything to put the sangria in, so we made it in the bathtub,” he laughs. “Of course, I lost the security deposit. That bathtub was never white again!”

Back in those days, Jose Luis had no idea he would one day become a successful restaurant owner. The son of a policeman and a seamstress in Barcelona, Jose Luis was working on a master’s degree in physics at a local university before the allure of a new life in California beckoned. He arrived in the Bay Area in the fall of 1974 at 20 years old with a single suitcase, speaking no English, and with nowhere in particular to go.

Thankfully, Jose Luis has a knack for making friends—a skill that has served him well throughout his career. While still at the airport, he met some Santa Clara University students who introduced him to the manager of a pizza restaurant on the Peninsula. Jose Luis started work immediately and quickly rose through the ranks, later landing jobs at more prestigious establishments, including the French restaurant Liaison in Palo Alto and an Italian seafood restaurant in Cupertino, where he was the manager.

Almost 10 years after arriving in California, Jose Luis opened Iberia Restaurant in 1984 at the Ladera Country Shopper near Portola Valley. At the time, there were few authentic Spanish restaurants in the area, and he wanted to open “a casual place to meet friends and have some tapas and a glass of wine,” much like the bars and restaurants he frequented back home. A few years later, he opened an English restaurant in Menlo Park near the train station, and eventually moved Iberia Restaurant to that location, where the popular eatery drew notable guests such as Joan Baez.

When the Menlo Park building was sold in 2015, Jose Luis was forced to relocate the restaurant. One customer in particular played an instrumental role in its future: John Arrillaga, the late local philanthropist and real estate developer whose parents hailed from northern Spain.

Jose Luis had put a $300,000 deposit—all his savings—on a $2 million building in Belmont and was just five days away from closing on the sale when he learned the deal might not go through. “The appraisal wasn’t ready due to a clerical error, so the bank couldn’t move forward,” he says. At risk of forfeiting his deposit, Jose Luis called John to ask for a temporary loan, to be repaid with interest, until he could resolve the situation. “He asked me which bank I was working with and the next day, the bank called me and said everything was approved,” he says. “I still don’t know what he did!”

The Belmont building, nestled against a hillside on El Camino Real, has been the home of Iberia Restaurant ever since. The blue, yellow and red color scheme matches the Villeroy & Boch china, one of Jose Luis’ first investments as a restaurant owner. The walls are covered in watercolor reproductions of 1920s and ’30s posters hand-painted by Jose Luis’ uncle in Spain, making it the kind of place that’s easy to enjoy. The bar area, outfitted with clubby blue leather barrel chairs, low cocktail tables and a long wooden bar, is a welcoming spot to unwind and catch up with friends over a glass of vermut (vermouth in Spanish) and a few tapas, while the adjacent dining room, ringed with high-backed wooden benches, invites guests to linger over a meal. “Creating an ambiance where people automatically feel comfortable has always been important to me,” Jose Luis says. “I want them to feel joyous and happy while they enjoy their meal here, whether they’re discussing business or love affairs or just the last movie they saw.”

spanish delights – iberiarestaurant.com

The Beat on Your Eats: Korean Cuisine

From bibimbap to bulgogi—killer Korean restaurants.

daeho

San Mateo

When you come to Daeho, you come for the kalbijjim. This hearty dish of braised beef short ribs in a rich, flavorful sauce comes in generous portions and a regular serving feeds two to three people. It can be ordered alongside appetizing add-ons like oxtail and glass noodles—and if you request it with cheese, your server will torch it at your table until it melts into a gloriously gooey blanket. The restaurant has garnered a bit of a cult following and the wait can often take an hour so reservations are highly advised. 213 2nd Avenue. Open daily.

kunjip tofu

Mountain View

This isn’t your everyday Korean restaurant. The latest concept from owners of highly regarded Kunjip in Santa Clara and 10 Butchers in Sunnyvale offers a “casually upscale” experience, from the attentive service to the sleek interior and marble tables. Flavorful, marbled Wagyu beef elevates multiple dishes, from seolleongtang (ox bone soup) to raw beef yookhweh bibimbap. It also appears in the luxe caviar-topped kimbab, dusted with gold flakes and stuffed with abalone and Wagyu galbi. Delve into the menu for even more tasty options, ranging from mixed tofu soup with scallops, snow crab and octopus to chilean seabass twigim and housemade sweet rice drinks (sikhye) flavored with organic honey or pumpkin. 1962 El Camino Real. Open daily.

so gong dong tofu

Palo Alto

Located along an unassuming stretch of El Camino Real, this hidden gem is worth the visit. It might be a simple space—the traditional illustrations on its walls its only ornamentation—but if you’re after a tasty meal, this place hits the spot. Savor a big bowl of bibimbap—rice with sauteed veggies and egg—plus your choice of marinated meat, seafood or tofu. If you can take the heat, try the house special, bibim naengmyeon, which soaks cold buckwheat noodles in a delectably spicy tangy sauce and tops it with chilled slices of cucumber. Wash it all down with a piping cup of barley tea. 4127 El Camino Real. Open daily.

In the Swim

Words by Andrea Gemmet

It took going broke in Australia for former Olympian Dana Kirk to rediscover her competitive fire. An All-American swimmer for Stanford Cardinal who competed in the 200-meter butterfly at the 2004 Athens Games, Dana had undergone back surgery after graduating in 2006 and decided to quit the sport—“nailed my suit to the wall,” as she puts it. The timing was right for a long break, so in 2007 she bought a plane ticket and was knocking about Down Under while her savings dwindled—to the point that she was swapping tips about cheap eats with a homeless man. “We’d find each other and figure out which Subway location was having a $2 deal that day,” Dana says, laughing at the memory.

All she wanted was to get by long enough to meet up in Sydney with her sister Tara, a member of the U.S. team coming to compete with the rival Australians in a friendly meet called “Duel in the Pool.” That was when Dana got a lucky break. While she was swimming laps one day, an Aussie swimmer recognized her and introduced Dana to her coach. The coach, hearing about Dana’s dire straits, set her up with a job coaching and giving swim lessons. It was enough to keep Dana fed and cover the drop-in fee at the pool, where she could practice alongside Australian National Team swimmers. She found she was doing surprisingly well, and her competitive drive was rekindled. “I love luck,” Dana declares.

Dana and her older sister Tara were teenagers when they made their debut at the 2000 U.S. Olympic Trials. Four years later, they were the first sisters to earn spots on the same American swim team. Tara left the sport for good after a heartbreaker at the 2008 trials kept her off the Olympic squad, and while Dana didn’t do well at those trials (“I did not train for it the way I should have,” she says.), she’s never strayed far from the water. These days, Dana’s the director of aquatics at Fremont Hills Country Club in Los Altos Hills, where you can find her on the pool deck overseeing the Masters swimmers, in the water teaching a four-year-old beginner or coaching promising teens with their own Olympic dreams on the Barracudas swim team.

Dana first took the plunge at the YMCA in Bremerton, Washington. “The town we lived in was so small, we would have a coach for like six months. And then they would go off and find someplace better,” she recalls. Whenever a coach left, her father would fill in until another one was found. Though she swam for increasingly competitive swim clubs, the humble Bremerton Y has a special place in her heart. “It was super cool because a lot of Olympians actually learned to swim there,” Dana says, mentioning gold medalists Megan Quann (Sydney 2000) and Nathan Adrian (Beijing 2008, London 2012).

Dana rose through the ranks, collecting 17 All-American titles and eight Pac-10 conference titles. She put in the laps and honed her butterfly, earning a place in her final Olympic Trials in 2012. And while she didn’t make the team, she gave it her all and was able to leave the sport “the right way” before retiring from competition for good. Dana’s been at every Olympic Trials since then as a coach.

Dana gets ready to swim in the 200-Fly prelimaries at the 2004 Athens Games. / Photo courtesy of: Dana Kirk

It was at Dana’s first Olympic Trials that one of the coaches noticed something. He referred to it as Dana’s “chaos cloud.” While most athletes crave calm right before their event, Dana seemed to thrive when things went sideways. In 2000, swimmers were starting to compete in specially designed suits that went from their shoulders to their ankles, “and if you could put it on in less than half an hour, then it was too big,” she says. “I couldn’t get my suit on—I’m running down the pool deck between coaches, trying to put my suit on at the same time as I’m trying to bob through so I can get to my lane on time.” Dana still did well enough to get into the semifinals.

Those complicated swimsuits also figured in Dana’s 2004 Trials, when she made it on the Olympic team. She and her good friend Mary DeScenza were in the locker room helping each other suit up, a laborious process that involved wearing plastic bags on their hands so the rough outer fabric didn’t cut them. “It would friction your skin off your fingers,” Dana describes. There was a power outage. Dana darted out of the locker room to grab something, leaving her credentials behind. And that’s when things fell apart. Mary grabbed Dana’s forgotten credentials and brought them to the ready room—a place you couldn’t enter without credentials. Dana was trapped outside until Rick Benner recognized her. “Megan Quann’s coach had to vouch for me,” she recalls. “And I was in the next event!”

After reuniting with her friend and her all-important credentials, another athlete might have been understanably upset. But not Dana. “It was OK because my little chaos cloud was like, ‘Ahh, chaos achieved! Let’s go fast,’” she says. “My chaos cloud is helpful for me.”

And that still holds true today. Dana says she’s happiest when she has “a little too much to do” in her schedule every day. Despite having a demanding job and three young children, Dana joined San Francisco Underwater Rugby, an improbable contact sport played in the deep end of a pool. “I guess that’s what I do,” she laughs, “fill every minute and have as much fun as possible.

Another strength that has served Dana well is that she’s a classic early bird. Those pre-dawn workouts don’t faze her. And she actually enjoys the enormous amount of work that goes into the sport. “As the kids say, ‘Embrace the suck,’” Dana muses. “Nobody wants to do the super-hard workouts, but they want the results. But I really like to work hard.” She brings this philosophy to her coaching: If you put in the work, eventually it’s going to pay off.

Dana takes a dip at Fremont Hills Country Club with her children, Thomas, 2, and Lilly, 6, plus Macie Benson and Everett Kaiser, two of the kids she coaches.

“I always wanted to be a teacher, but I thought I’d be teaching history,” Dana reflects. “Maybe I’m not helping society as much as a school teacher, but my job … is always to convince kids to do the harder thing—the harder interval, the harder set—to get the better result.”

In a sport where success is measured with timers and medals, there’s a lesson Dana is trying to get across to her young swimmers: The process is more important than the result. “Let’s succeed. Let’s go to nationals, let’s go do those great things,” she declares. “But the thing that really matters to me is that when they leave the program, they still love the sport. And that’s more important than anything else.”

Landmark: Stony Sofas

Words by Margaret Koenig

Guarding the entrance to Willow Oaks Park, Brian Goggin and Michael Ekerman’s “Convertibles” sprouts out of the earth with vigor one wouldn’t typically expect from a towering statue of couches. To Brian and Michael, this stony sculpture is not just a salute to the sedentary but also a reflection on the evolving relationship between the land and its inhabitants, from the Indigenous peoples who lived in relative harmony with nature to the European settlers who sought domination over the environment, gradually transforming it into the suburban landscape of Menlo Park today. The sculpture uses “this image of couches to attract the attention of the suburban mind,” Brian explains. They erupt from the earth and climb toward the sky like a blooming plant reaching for the sun. After enlisting Michael, a local artist who specializes in stone masonry, they labored throughout the cold, wet winter of 1999-2000 to bring their vision to life. They dug the foundation by hand (with some help from Michael’s 90-year-old father-in-law), manually built the rebar for the statue’s internal framework and painstakingly tied individual stones into the sculpture, a process that took around six months. “It was a challenge building something that big and that crazy, but I like doing stuff that hasn’t been done before,” Michael says. The river rock cobbles create a flowing, expressive look that borders on the abstract, allowing the sculpture to be, in Brian’s words “part of this collaborative, artistic, three-dimensional conversation” with viewers and with the earth itself. “I’m interested in having my work opening up like a flower that has beauty, humor, thought and an invitation to interact with consciousness.” Most of all, the two artists hope that the piece will resonate with viewers for years to come. “Human life is so short,” Brian says. “However, the life of a stone sculpture can be very long.”

Diary of a Dog: Beau

As told to by Margaret Koenig

At first glance, I may look like a pampered lap dog—but I have no problem getting my paws dirty. Fannie adopted me after an extensive search process to find a canine that fit her criteria: athletic, non-shedding, highly intelligent, social and able to fit under an airplane seat. Lucky for her, she found the perfect pup—that’s me, Beau, a papillon with big ears and a bigger heart. As the first of my four siblings to venture out of the whelping box to investigate the world, I’ve always possessed a natural curiosity and easy confidence—traits that have served me well in my life in Atherton. I spend my days off-leash, hiking trails, playing with my many four-legged friends and hunting down small bugs (this last hobby resulted in the “chip” on the side of my tongue, a souvenir from a run-in with a venomous insect). I’ve also taken up agility training, where my speed, energy and fearlessness make for a thrilling time. I love racing around on the course, even if it’s not always in the correct direction. (But we’re working on it!) I’m as skilled a fitness trainer as I am a trainee, and I often coach Fannie during her own workouts, offering motivation by perching on her stomach while she does crunches. Really, what could be more inspiring than that?

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Perfect Shot: Quilted Skies

The verdant hills of Burlingame are tucked beneath a downy blanket of quilted clouds in this image by Dennis Hancock. Officially, these fluffy rows of water vapor are known as an altocumulus stratiformis undulatis formation. “While that may be a mouthful to pronounce for everyone except a meteorologist, this show by Mother Nature was an eyeful of beauty to all,” Dennis says.

Image by Dennis Hancock / DennisHancock.com

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Liquid Courage

Words by Johanna Harlow

It all started on a ski lift. “It was a perfect powder day,” recalls Dariusz Paczuski. Perched above this pristine world of white, the evergreens far below his dangling skis, the air crisp and sharp, Dariusz started daydreaming. “Okay, what can I do to make it possible to do this more often with my friends and family?’” he recalls thinking. An answer popped into his head: Start your own business. But what kind? A vodka business perhaps? “I’ll ski in the morning on the fresh snow, and then I’ll pitch my vodka in the afternoon to all the restaurants and bars and resorts,” the Polish immigrant and Menlo Park resident decided. Thus Rocket Vodka began.

But breaking into the beverage industry wasn’t easy. “There are so many vodkas out there that are not adding any value to the world or community because they’re just the same as everyone else,” Dariusz explains. To set himself apart, he went beyond common base ingredients like rye, wheat, corn and potatoes to experiment with something a little uncommon: apples. The choice paid homage to the backyard apple trees of his childhood home, which his father used for making moonshine. As a bonus, Dariusz also got to stick it to Russian President Vladimir Putin, who had banned Polish apple imports at the time.

Dariusz says that, while growing up, most farms made alcohol from their excess crops. “When I was growing up, vodka wasn’t consumed in cocktails,” he shares. “We were sipping the vodka with salty, pickled, fatty, smoky foods, as a complement to that. So it was more like a food pairing.”

Bartender AJ San Gabriel mixes up a cocktail featuring Rock Vodka at Zola + BarZola in Palo Alto.

As Dariusz explored his business idea, he decided to make use of a trip to visit his mother in Warsaw. “[I wanted] to find some crusty old Polish dude making some amazing vodka that I could basically import,” he recalls, “change his life and mine … I call it my vodka quest.” Sadly, this vodka virtuoso never materialized. “I joke now that I think I’m turning into that crusty old Polish dude,” Dariusz chuckles.

Back in the Bay, Dariusz sought someone to show him the ropes. He found Roman Polonsky, a Russian engineer at Google who made vodka at home. “The first experiment was in my garage,” Dariusz shares. After stocking up on a variety of apples from the Menlo Park Farmers Market, Roman and Dariusz cleaned, cored and mashed the apples before dumping them into Home Depot buckets and adding yeast and water. The water needed to be, as his mentor put it, “the temperature of a cow’s teat.” “It was a Russian requirement,” Dariusz laughs. They also experimented with different alcohol levels, or proof percentages. “Fifty percent was all burn and no taste, no character,” Dariusz describes. “At 40 percent, you get the heat without the grimace. You feel the heat as it goes down, but you still get the taste.”

From there, Dariusz formed a partnership with Dry Diggings Distillery near Apple Hill, a company that had already experimented with grape-based vodka and apple brandy. Together they settled on a blend of Granny Smith, Golden Delicious and Fuji apples. “It’s got a hint of apple on the nose and a subtle sweetness on the palate,” Dariusz describes. “The mouthfeel is a little different than a vodka from potatoes or grain.” His careful consideration paid off, netting Rocket Vodka a gold medal in the San Francisco World Spirits Competition two years running, as well as “Best in Show Vodka” at the L.A. Spirits Awards.

That’s not all that sets Rocket apart. It comes down to heads, hearts and tails. The spirit that first flows from the distiller, called the head, contains toxic ethanol compounds—“If you drink that straight, it’ll kill you,” Dariusz notes. Some companies redistill it rather than throw it out, but the drawback is that the vodka “becomes very, very neutral.” Tails, at the end of the distillation process, can also be dumped or redistilled. The distiller’s art is knowing how to find the “heart” in the middle of the run. “We cut heads and tails really aggressively to create a pure heart,” Dariusz says. A fitting phrase, since every step of Rocket Vodka’s evolution has been a labor of love.

“We bootstrapped everything,” Dariusz says. With no sales team, he leveraged experience from his day job as a chief marketing officer and recruited a handful of passionate volunteers to talk to restaurants, bars and hotels. “None of us had any alcohol experience,” Dariusz grins, “except for drinking it.”

Soon, Rocket Vodka had found its way into notable Peninsula eateries like Zola, Ettan, Terùn, Flea Street Cafe, Vina Enoteca and Camper, plus Draeger’s markets and K&L Wine Merchants. Dariusz explains that these are all “cool mom-and-pop places that truly care about the customer experience,” and are always on the lookout for what’s local and unique. “Our vodka performs really well at places like that.” Now don’t get him wrong, “I would love to be in Applebee’s someday,” he says. “But it’s in places like Zola and Flea Street that people discover new spirits and new foods.”

Dariusz has come quite a ways since his dream on a ski lift. Wondering where his business gets its name? It’s a sly nod to its origin story. On the slopes, Dariusz’s friends call him the Polish Rocket. “I like to ski fast and go straight downhill,” he laughs. But the Rocket Vodka moniker is more than that. “I chose it ultimately because I wanted the brand to stand for elevation and aspiration,” he says. “We want to celebrate you and your peak moments.”

have a blast – rocketvodka.com

HOT APPLE ROCKET

A classic cold-day drink with a hint of 
herbal warmth.

Ingredients:
4 ounces Rocket Vodka
8 ounces apple cider or unfiltered apple juice
1 teaspoon maple syrup
2 sprigs fresh rosemary
Heat vodka, apple cider and maple syrup together. Divide between two mugs and garnish with rosemary sprigs.

POM POM BOOSTER

Go on a bubbly adventure.

Ingredients:
1.5 ounces Rocket Vodka
1.5 ounces pomegranate juice
1.5 ounces San Pellegrino sparkling water
1.5 ounces simple syrup
Slice of brûlée lemon
Combine ingredients in a cocktail shaker and strain into a glass. Garnish with lemon.

Essay: No Cook Today

Words by Sloane Citron

I’ve gotten a lot of grief recently for not eating enough, or for being too skinny. I explain that my BMI is right in the middle of the “normal weight” category, and that I weigh the same as I did in high school. Still, I get annoying comments. Food has never been something I much cared about, and I’m afraid my life experiences have turned me into more of a “eat to live” guy than someone who lives to eat.

My mother did her best to have a good dinner for us every night until she left home when I was 12. From then until I left for prep school at Andover, I mostly was in charge of my own dinner. I opened lots of cans while my dad was out dating. It was a quick way to get skinny. I didn’t much mind, since it was better than having to go over to some strange woman’s home and eat there.

In the mornings, my dad would make breakfast, and he loved his eggs so raw that they were runny. I would choke on them and tell him that they looked like snot. He would yell at me to eat them. I gagged them down, but I was well into adulthood before I could enjoy eggs.

When I went away to school at 15, it was the start of seven years of being served mediocre cafeteria food until I finished college. The next two years, while I was at Stanford Business School, most dinners consisted of Top Ramen, which was my main food source, or cereal, usually Trix.

After Stanford, my wife and I lived for a year in Jerusalem, and we had almost no money. Late on Friday afternoons at the open-air market, Machane Yehuda, the left-over, third-rate food was abandoned. We, along with other poor folks, gathered it up to see us through the week. Along with some cheese, eggs and bread, we survived.

My wife made wonderful meals while we raised our four children, while most of my energy was focused on controlling the rambunctious kids—getting them to the table, shutting down arguments and petty fights, using parental tricks to get them to eat something and forcing them to take their dirty plates to the sink. My other role was doing the dishes—which I do well. It’s a chore I’d much rather undertake than cooking—something I don’t do well.

It seems like such an extreme effort—go to the store, buy all the ingredients, get them home, figure out the recipes, chop away, look for spices, cook everything and then, in a heartbeat, most of it is eaten up. The whole effort seems like a colossal waste of time, especially when you could be watching reruns of Bonanza or The Middle.

These days, finding dinner is a challenge. Occasionally my overworked wife has a moment to make some chicken soup or stew. Once a week, I’ll throw some chicken (and occasionally, if there is any in our home, red meat) on the grill and wait 16 minutes until it’s done. That I can handle. Often for dinner I have a piece of chicken with a microwaved bag of Trader Joe’s broccoli, and I’m content.

Of course, keeping kosher complicates things. Unless I have the foresight to bring meat up from Los Angeles when I am there, I’m dependent on Trader Joe’s for its few kosher meat items, mostly chicken. (Don’t get me wrong—I’m eternally grateful that it carries any kosher meat!) But they only stock one type of steak, and that only during the summer, so I don’t eat much red meat.

For a good portion of my life, food has been something that I’ve not been able to enjoy much. Instead, it’s been more of a burden and that is why, I’m quite sure, that I eat to live. But I’m okay with it. When I’m in Israel, the meals are incredibly delicious, and I’ll remember how good food can taste.

These days, after I finish my work at PUNCH and go for a run, I head down to the kitchen to figure out how to fill my stomach with the least amount of effort. And generally speaking, it’s that old but incredibly reliable option, Top Ramen. Though the price has shot up from around 20 cents a pack when I was a graduate student to 80 cents today, it’s still the tastiest, most filling meal that one can have. All you need to do is boil some water and open a packet. And that’s something even this dispassionate cook can handle.

Classy Kitchens: SolMateo Tour 2025

Words by Jamie Duddy and Jill Johnson

Step inside five stunning homes and discover the latest in interior design at the 43rd SolMateo Signature Kitchen Tour on May 16. This self-guided event runs from 10AM to 3PM and offers a rare opportunity to explore beautifully remodeled properties in Hillsborough and San Mateo—all in support of a meaningful cause.

May is Mental Health Awareness month and SolMateo is committed to bringing attention to this important topic. For nearly 50 years, SolMateo has been a proud supporter of mental health organizations on the Peninsula, with proceeds from the Signature Kitchen Tour benefiting local causes. SolMateo is the largest private donor to the Mental Health Association of San Mateo County and the StarVista Crisis Center, which operates a 24-hour helpline.

Ready to join SolMateo for a day of inspiration, beautiful designs and a chance to make a difference? Your ticket includes a full-color tour book, offering a closer look at the beautiful details and features complementing each home. Purchase tickets online at SolMateo.org.

White Colonial Dream House

This colonial home embraces both traditional elegance and warm family comfort. Walking through the front door one can see the beautifully appointed formal dining room to the left and a classical formal parlor to the right. Step a bit farther inside and be welcomed into the large kitchen, casual dining and family space. The chef’s kitchen features a large Calacatta Oro Franchi Supreme polished island with cabinets below in Benjamin Moore Mopboard Black. In custom traditional style, the kitchen cabinets are in Simply White and are enhanced by a Bianco Carrara Polished Roman Brick backsplash. With bespoke swivel chairs along the counter and custom-crafted vintage cane-backed chairs in the dining room, the space is elegantly furnished.

Nearby, the family room has been curated for comfort and style with WH Signature Elements sofas and a Jaunty Mystique Collection rug. The home combines tasteful marble and wood elements with the blues and greens of the lush outdoors, making it a true dream house.

 

Charming European-Inspired Ranch

Surprise and delight await as you enter this inviting ranch-style home in verdant San Mateo Park. The aged European cottage feel of the newly renovated kitchen creates a welcoming warmth, as do the views of the garden outside. Each detail works in harmony to create a bespoke English Country kitchen, from the uniquely sized backsplash tile over the sink to the charming light fixtures curated from deVol in England. The marble shelf over the range is both an elegant detail and added bit of practicality.

As you wrap up your tour, make sure to peek into the family room to appreciate the bar cabinet to the right. It blends with the room’s aesthetic, while also being excellent for entertaining. You can also step outside for a refreshing garden stroll..

Colorful French Regency

If the eye-catching front door of this French Regency home, painted in Benjamin Moore’s Mystic Grape, is any indication of what’s to come, prepare to be wowed! Passing through the main home’s accessible foyer, floor-to-ceiling sliding glass doors invite you into the backyard where you are greeted by an enormous azure swimming pool and a cheery, newly-completed ADU painted in a bright coral.

This gem of a retreat sparkles in a vibrant palette of blues and greens. A large covered patio is surrounded by mature trees and lush greenery. The fully equipped kitchen features all-stainless appliances, accented by indigo blue Wilsonart slab laminate lower cabinets and topped with crisp white quartzite counters. Hand-cast unlacquered brass dogwood flower pulls, originally sculpted in clay, adorn the white upper cabinets. Artfully glazed stoneware raku tiles, in a symphony of variegated blues, complete the backsplash and frame the windows. This accessory unit is a perfect addition for entertaining, both inside and out.

Contemporary Mediterranean Retreat

Nestled within a timeless Mediterranean-style estate originally built in 1930 and meticulously remodeled in 2024, this enchanting home epitomizes versatile living. Bathed in natural light, the airy interior seamlessly integrates views of lush gardens and the serene Bay from nearly every vantage point. From the jewel-box teal powder room off the foyer to the sueded wall finish in the game room and the deep blue of the media room, thoughtful use of color and texture reigns supreme in this well-designed family home.

The spacious, bright kitchen features contemporary selections like state-of-the-art appliances and a custom Escalante 5 pendant light, harmoniously blending with classic materials such as honed Caldia marble counters, zellige ceramic tile and a plaster hood, creating a culinary haven ideal for both daily family life and grand soirées.

Outside, a meticulously landscaped Mediterranean sanctuary beckons, offering a picturesque backdrop for relaxation, entertaining and cherished family moments. This seamless flow of light and color, effortlessly connects indoor elegance with tranquil outdoor splendor.

Old-World Spanish Colonial

This Spanish Colonial residence blends timeless architectural elements with contemporary design, creating a dynamic and functional space for a busy family. The exterior is distinguished by a grand, front-facing arched window and a terracotta-tiled roof, epitomizing classic Spanish Colonial architecture. The interior is adorned with intricately-carved banisters and doors, reflecting the rich heritage of old-world craftsmanship.

The bright and airy kitchen features a soothing palette of blues and grays. Catering to culinary needs with a Viking stove and Waterstone fixtures, this space also acts as a family gathering spot with custom Shaker cabinets, Vadara quartz countertop and porcelain tile floor. A thoughtfully designed pass-through bar area with a Biseau Verdigris Blend Hexagon Gloss tile backsplash is a striking connection between the kitchen and the entryway, facilitating effortless entertaining.

Throughout the residence, bold accents of blues and greens infuse rooms with depth and character, reflecting contemporary design trends while maintaining a timeless appeal. This home stands as a testament to the enduring allure of Spanish Colonial design, thoughtfully updated to meet the demands of modern family living.

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Editor’s note: This story corrects an erroneous version of the Old-World Spanish Colonial description that appeared in the May 2025 print edition.

Beyond the Tasting Rooms

Words by Lotus Abrams

It’s not even 11AM yet, and I’m already elbows-deep in wine—or what will become wine after the fermentation process is complete. It’s all part of the experience at Harvest Crush Camp at the Wine Foundry, a custom winemaking facility in Napa, where I’m learning how to “punch down” the skins of red wine grapes in their juice using a heavy metal tool to aid fermentation. Before this trip, I knew little about the grape-to-bottle transformation that my favorite wines undergo, despite my many visits to wine country over the years. Offered annually during harvest season, this hands-on bootcamp gives aspiring winemakers as well as neophytes like me the chance to participate in the process.

In Napa and Sonoma, opportunities abound for visitors to gain a deeper understanding of—and appreciation for—the beauty, bounty and roots of the region. Go beyond the tasting room with these immersive wine country experiences.

Cover Photo: Courtesy of Meadowcroft Wines / Photo: Courtesy of Clif Family Winery

Discover the perfect pairing

In recent years, many Napa and Sonoma wineries have elevated their tastings by introducing culinary experiences that highlight how wine and food can be enjoyed together. At St. Helena’s stunning new Bella Union Winery, which opened last year, the Jewel Box Tasting pairs the label’s limited-production cabernets and cabernet blends with seasonal dishes in a glass-walled room showcasing sweeping views of Napa Valley. Offerings at nearby Clif Family Winery feature ingredients from the 100-acre Clif Family organic farm, including the Pasta e Vino lunch, paired with the winery’s full-bodied Howell Mountain and Oak Knoll District reds, and a seasonal aperitivo-style pairing experience (a mocktail flight is also available). The lavish Estate Tour & Tasting at Jordan Winery in Healdsburg, offered May through October, includes a scenic tour of the 1,200-acre estate, alfresco library tastings of the winery’s Russian River Valley chardonnay, Alexander Valley cabernet sauvignon and Jordan Cuvée by Champagne AR Lenoble; an estate extra virgin olive oil tasting; and a hilltop lunch prepared using ingredients from the onsite culinary garden.

Other standouts include the five-course, farm-to-table pairing at Kendall-Jackson in Santa Rosa; the seasonal tasting at Ram’s Gate in Sonoma; and Shifting the Lens, the guest chef series at J Vineyards & Winery in Healdsburg. For a unique alternative to more formal experiences, try the Comunità wine and Alpine food pairing at the unpretentious Overshine winery in Healdsburg. There, sample rare-to-the-region varietals from the northeastern Italian Alps served with regional cheeses melted on a raclette grill and drizzled over Black Forest ham, tater tots and pickled vegetables.

Photo: Courtesy of Montage Healdsburg

Step back in time

Winemaking got its start in Napa and Sonoma more than 150 years ago, and a visit to Buena Vista in Sonoma, California’s first premium winery founded in 1857, brings the past to life. Sample wine directly from the barrel in the historic caves during the winery’s barrel tasting and tour experience while listening to tales of the winery’s colorful founder, the self-proclaimed “Count of Buena Vista” Agoston Haraszthy, who emigrated from Hungary in 1842. Explore more winemaking history at the free 1881 Napa Museum, located on the second floor of a beautifully restored Victorian house adjacent to Oakville Grocery. There you can peruse the exhibits under an enormous Baccarat crystal chandelier while sampling wines from the self-serve stations on the lower level.

IMMERSIVE OVERNIGHTS 

Guests at the Montage Healdsburg can enhance their stay with offerings like a honey tasting at the property’s own apiary; yoga or stargazing in the onsite vineyard; a farmers market bike ride; or a treatment at the spa, featuring new Skin Design London facials. Cycling trips with pro rider Pete Stetina, hands-on harvesting with Chef Duskie Estes, and the Ridgetop Olive & Vineyard Adventure (offered in the fall) ATV tour and tasting at Trattore Farms are among the experiences available at the chic Hotel Healdsburg. And the Four Seasons Resort and Residences Napa Valley can arrange hot air balloon rides, a visit to onsite Elusa Winery, a Calistoga mud treatment at the spa or even an outing in an exotic sports car for overnight guests. The new Knoll Hotel Napa Valley and midcentury gem the Flamingo Resort & Spa in Santa Rosa are two moderately priced, conveniently located alternatives.

Photo: Courtesy of Montage Healdsburg

Go back to school

Want to learn more about how to make wine? In addition to Harvest Crush Camp, the Wine Foundry offers Vineyard Camp during harvest season, inviting participants to learn about grape-growing onsite at a local vineyard. To learn more about blending, sign up at Raymond Vineyards in St. Helena or Meadowcroft Wines at Cornerstone Sonoma for a chance to blend, bottle and label your own wine to take home. Bouchaine in Napa also offers education-driven experiences. Sample wines aged in concrete eggs, large French oak casks, acacia barrels and clay amphorae to learn how the vessel affects aroma and flavor during the Vine to Vessel tasting or find out how fierce raptors help to protect the grapes during the harvest (and have a falcon photo op to boot!) with the Falconry in the Garden experience.

Hit the festival circuit

Festival season extends from springtime through fall in Napa and Sonoma, unlocking access to some of the region’s best wine, food and entertainment—all in one place. Among the standouts are the Healdsburg Wine & Food Experience (May 15 to 18), encompassing celebrity chef-prepared winery luncheons, curated wine seminars, Guy Fieri’s legendary Big Bottle Party at The Matheson, the Vintner’s Plaza Grand Tasting featuring more than 150 wine and spirits makers plus culinary bites, and more. There’s also BottleRock Napa Valley, wine country’s popular music festival held every Memorial Day weekend, and Festival Napa Valley’s Summer Season (July 5 to 20), which includes the Taste of Napa, offering the chance to sample food and drink from more than 90 wineries, breweries, restaurants and culinary artisans, as well as craft beverages.

Photo: Courtesy of Napa Valley Wine Train

Savor the scenery

To appreciate the beauty of the Napa and Sonoma landscape, sometimes it’s best to ditch the car. Ride the rails on one of the Napa Valley Wine Train’s many wine-and-dine experiences; explore Bartholomew Estate Vineyards and Winery on a guided horseback ride with Sonoma Valley Trail Rides; or hop on a bike to cruise a segment of the paved Napa Valley Vine Trail, which, once it’s complete, will stretch 47 miles from Vallejo to Calistoga. If you really want to change your perspective, take to the sky just after dawn on a hot air balloon ride offered by companies like Napa Valley Aloft and enjoy an unmatched opportunity to view the region’s undulating hills, valleys and vineyards from above.

With so many new ways to play in wine country, your biggest dilemma may be how to squeeze it all into one visit—all the more reason to come back.

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Patchwork Passion

Words by Jennifer Jory

Local quilter Dana Miller sees patterns everywhere. Flooring, architecture and nature are all fair game. Strolling through her Pacifica studio is like touring an art gallery with colorful, geometric and intricately designed quilts showcased on every wall bearing titles like “Bauhaus” and “Melrose Penny.” “There is something about quilting that is like doing a puzzle,” Dana describes. “You’re cutting it all up in little pieces, following a pattern and puzzling it all back together. It is like art, yet functional and holds memories.”

Through her passion for quilting, Dana brings her innovative creations to life, while weaving together a like-minded community at Coastside Quilt Studio in Pacifica. Dana cherishes the communal aspect of quilting, though at the same time she finds sewing meditative and therapeutic. “I need to sew every day, even if it is hand-sewing,” she says. “It feeds my soul. It’s like the need for food and sleep. It makes me happy, a better person and a better mom.” Her work spans a wide range of styles and many of her quilts double as art pieces with motifs running from traditional to contemporary to retro. Both the San Francisco Quilters Guild and the San Mateo County Fair have recognized her work with awards over the past few years.

The inception of Dana’s business began while she was teaching at a sewing shop that closed during the pandemic. Recognizing the need for quilters to have a space to work, connect and buy supplies, she started to formulate her plan. “I realized there wasn’t a community space anymore where groups were getting to know one another,” she recalls.

Dana was also getting busier, receiving increasing requests for custom quilts, and her small home studio overflowed with the growing workload. So over a year and a half ago, she opened Coastside Quilt Studio to offer a hub for quilters in a light-filled space in Pacifica.

Dana credits the support of her husband Doug, who helps with their busy household of three children, as one key factor to her success. “I came home from work one night and the dishes were done and the laundry was folded,” she smiles. Dana knew with his support, she could make a go at her business.

Coastside Quilt Studio offers a fabric shop, long arm quilting services and nearly a dozen classes from beginning sewing to quilt pattern-making. The long arm is a computerized quilting machine that stretches 12 feet, which Dana can program to sew intricate designs from swirly curlicues to zippy zigzags. Thanks to this technology, wrestling fabric into place on a Singer sewing machine is a thing of the past.

One of the studio’s most unique offerings is a free community sewing day held once a month. The event not only serves to bring quilters together, but also provides a way for the community to give back. With donated fabric, quilters of all levels come together and enjoy camaraderie and music, while sewing baby quilts for low-income mothers of newborns at Zuckerberg San Francisco General Hospital. “We spend the day doing something we love, while helping those less fortunate,” Dana shares. “I am energized by bringing a sense of community around quilting.”

Dana’s soft spot for sewing was fostered by her mother and grandmother, who both knew the ins and outs of needlework. Her lessons on how to use a sewing machine, read a pattern and construct clothing came with the territory. “It comes very naturally for me,” she confesses. “I can look at a pattern and I don’t really need the instructions.” As a young mother, Dana decided to pursue sewing on her own and signed up for a Joann Fabric and Craft sewing class. “I showed up to the second class and had done some piecing at home,” she remembers. “The instructor looked at me and said I had a talent for this. I was just hooked.” Dana had always gravitated toward art and had taken graphic design classes at the College of San Mateo, but it was sewing that captivated her and eventually transformed from a hobby to a passion to a business. She’s even published some of her own quilting patterns.

One of Dana’s specialties is creating T-shirt quilts, which serve as memorabilia for athletes who saved their jerseys or theater performers who collect commemorative shirts from shows. “I had a gentleman who brought me three large garbage bags full of T-shirts,” Dana says. “He was an avid marathon runner through the ‘80s and ‘90s and kept all of his shirts. He said no one would make a quilt for him and I said I would.” Dana has also created memorial quilts out of sentimental T-shirts for people who have lost loved ones.

Although she is running a business, Dana offers something that is hard to put a price tag on: bringing people together and providing an outlet for creative expression. “There is so much energy that comes out of a group of women who are creative together,” Dana says enthusiastically. “It is very inspiring. It is like therapy for me.”

all sewn up – coastsidequiltstudio.com

Building Longevity

Words by Loureen Murphy

When interior architect Malone Detro first cruised up the knoll to a 1920s Stanford University cul-de-sac, she found herself in something of a time warp. Her job? To dovetail the classic details of a Tudor Revival home with a 21st-century family’s social and academic life.

The home’s current residents—two of the university’s medical educators and scholars—are only its third owners since 1927, but the house underwent many remodels over the years. A 1990s renovation rendered a long, skinny kitchen with boxed-out windows. The expanse of open floor down the center didn’t allow for an island, and the blue and white tile countertops screamed 1990s. “It didn’t utilize space properly or sync with the rest of the home,” says Malone.

Avid cooks and hosts, the owners prioritized improving flow within common areas. They wanted ample, welcoming spaces for their grown kids and partners, who are living there with them, as well as for their university colleagues, students and other guests. And as serious academics, the couple requested plenty of shelving for their expansive library. The music aficionado husband wanted a high-tech system offering easy access to musical inspiration throughout the house, whether they’re cooking, reading or entertaining. They also called for a makeover of the primary suite.

Malone helped her clients find perfect harmony with original architect Charles K. Sumner’s design intent and the essence of Tudor Revival construction. “I try to recognize and respect original design, especially in classic homes,” Malone says. Because garden views ranked high among Sumner’s priorities, he placed windows on as many sides of a room as possible. Honoring that, Malone retained those windows and replaced any anachronous ones with period-appropriate pieces. She highlighted the Tudor’s curved archways and doors, freeing one from a plywood shroud that masked its coffered surface. The stair railings stayed, along with any original cabinets that fit her plan.

Tudor Revival designs majored in organic materials like oak, stone, stucco and brick. Fittingly, Malone—as Peninsula-rooted as the oak trees out front—is a materials girl. Growing up in her dad’s high-end cabinet-making studio ingrained in her a deep appreciation for natural substances. “Materials create warmth in a space, so I love working with all kinds of woods and using the differences in how they’re sawn,” she says. No surprise then, that Malone reveled in creating custom bookshelves in every possible room in the 3,500-square-foot house.

Not just a lumber lover, she adds, “I also know how a stone wears and know it will become a design element that improves over time, instead of needing to be replaced in a few years.” Case in point, the custom slate kitchen floor tiles, in 16-inch by 16-inch diamonds, that will remain beautiful and damage-free for decades.

Knowing they share similar tastes, her clients granted Malone freedom with color, built-ins and more, to their great satisfaction. They relish it all, from the deep blue lime wash in the dining room (Minuit by Color Atelier), balanced by the northern yellow birch Heywood-Wakefield dining set to the custom bed and integrated nightstands in rift-cut white oak by Aaron Osgood. In the study, a dramatic and playful shelving panorama vaults with the ceiling over the door, and curves around its arch. Now, the husband spends many hours in that room—Malone’s favorite—basking in the spectacular light of the corner windows facing the oak tree.

The homeowners’ affinity for food, family and entertaining draws them to the new common areas daily. “The living room, with its stone fireplace and windows on three sides, is a relaxing space to begin with, and you do really feel surrounded by nature,” Malone says. The tech update in this classical setting infuses these new spaces with musical joy.

The heartwood of Malone’s design philosophy? Form follows function, timeless over trendy. She avoids trends and materials that won’t hold a lasting place in design over the long haul. So while the tree-shaded dwelling still appears untouched to passersby, Malone’s deft touch has secured its interior longevity and livability for the foreseeable future.

“I work with the original architecture of the space,” Malone shares. “I don’t believe in changing something well-designed that has stood the test of time. But I do enhance it with new elements and my own thoughts and aesthetics.”

timeless touch – allmalone.com

Sword Play

Words by Johanna Harlow

Do you remember watching your first cinematic sword fight? Maybe it was a duel between two nobles wielding gem-encrusted rapiers or pirates with rusted blades. After the film, you probably replayed those scenes in your head, maybe even imagined yourself holding the hilt. Good news: you don’t have to be in the movies to join the fight.

“Until recently, fencing was a little niche, but recently fencing grew a lot,” says Olga Petrova of the sport’s popularity in the Bay Area. Olga runs Maximum Fencing in Los Altos with her husband, Maksym Petrov. In a few hours, the club will come alive with the clash of combat, shouts of “En garde!” and the squeak of sidestepping shoes across the floor. Flashes of silver swords. Lightning-quick thrusts and parries. But for now, the facility is quiet, the wall-mounted electronic scoring boxes switched off, their attached bodycords dangling. Épées and practice masks are neatly tucked away and waiting.

Before joining the fray, fencers need to choose one of three disciplines: foil, épée or sabre. Maximum Fencing offers all three. “Most of the clubs offer one or two,” says Olga, explaining that here, in their downtown Los Altos location, students learn épée, while foil and sabre are taught over at their El Camino Real site. “Maybe one day we will have a separate something for sabre,” she adds hopefully.

Unfamiliar with the three disciplines? Olga gives a quick rundown of their differences, starting with where fencers strike to score. “In épée, we have the whole body, even toes, feet, masks, gloves—everything,” she describes. “In foil, we have only the vest without shoulders. And in sabre, we have a target area of everything higher than the waist.” She adds, “Èpée is the easiest kind of fencing. It is the heaviest in weight and the longest in length.” It also doesn’t have “right-of-way” like the other two do, a rule stating that whoever initiates an attack gains priority in scoring.

Olga once competed in épée, the sport she now teaches. “My father was a fencer. He was a pentathlon athlete,” Olga says of her childhood in Ukraine. “From a young age, I saw my dad’s épée in the closet.” She started lessons at 12. “Pretty soon, I got to the National Cadet team and Juniors team. So I fenced in the European championships, world championships, got some world cup medals, a European championship medal,” she says without much ado. The competition circuit was also where she met her husband. A fierce competitor in his own right, Maksym holds 25 national titles and six Ukrainian National Championship victories.

Maximum Fencing’s international roster of coaches mirrors the sport’s popularity in Eastern Europe. “We have a lot of coaches from Ukraine and one from Jordan,” shares Olga. She adds that on the Peninsula, “most of the club owners are Ukrainians, or somehow connected to the Soviet Union, because after the Soviet Union broke up in the 1990s, a lot of coaches immigrated here and opened clubs.” Olga herself earned her doctorate in sports from the National University of Physical Education and Sport in Ukraine, and later coached Division 1 athletes on Stanford University’s Varsity Fencing Team.

As for Olga’s coaching style? “Very democratic, maybe even liberal,” she says. “I give kids a lot of freedom in their choices. I try to teach them the basics in the beginning … And then they try to style and to progress in the way that works best for them.” She also peppers lessons with well-timed jokes and tales from her own experiences as a young fencer to keep the class engaged.

Beyond their coaching responsibilities, Olga and Maksym divvy up tasks to keep their club thriving. While Olga organizes schedules, oversees the coaches and handles construction projects, Maksym develops the business and plans for upcoming competitions. “My husband travels a lot internationally because we have students who compete internationally. Our daughter, every two or three weeks, she goes to Europe,” Olga says, adding that their son also competes in regional and national competitions. “Fencers, they travel a lot.”

There are plenty of opportunities for athletes to shine in a sport that spotlights speed, strength, strategy, flexibility and coordination. When steering students toward the discipline best for them, Olga looks at a few criteria. Often, it’s “tall to the épée, short to the foil, super-fast to the sabre,” she says. This lets students play to their strengths. Typically, “If you’re not very tall, but you’re short, your coordination is better. Tall people, they have advantage in the length of their arms and reaching their points first.”

But then you’ve got to factor in the mind games. “Sometimes you can compensate for your physical abilities with your mental abilities,” Olga observes. “So if you’re not so fast, but you’re very smart, you can still beat an opponent who’s very fast.” A sharp-witted competitor, “sees you. He understands what you are going to do, he understands your actions,” she describes. “So you have to overthink, like in chess.”

Recently, Maximum Fencing’s competitive students traveled with Maksym to level up their skills at a training camp in Poland. The camp drew athletes from as far as Great Britain, Italy, Finland, Ukraine and Cyprus—meaning they confronted vastly different styles on the fencing strip. “When you come back and compete nationally here, it’s pretty easy for you,” Olga notes.

And it’s never too late to start. “Fencing, actually, it’s a lifetime sport,” says Olga. Unlike gymnastics or football, it doesn’t take a toll on your body. One of her students taking weekly private lessons is in her 70s. “She’s in great shape!”

Over her own lifetime, Olga’s appreciation for the artistry involved in this sport of swords has only deepened. “It’s art because you have to create—you have to create every touch … Also you trick your opponent. It’s like the art of theater, the art of tricking,” she reflects. “And it’s very important to be physically fit. So it’s also the art of making your body perfect for the sport.” For those ready to join this dance of steel, Maximum Fencing has a blade for you.

stand & fight  – maximumfencing.club

The Beat on Your Eats: Bakeries

Bakeries you knead to try.

bonjour bakehouse

San Mateo

We think you deserve a treat to match your sweet disposition. With offerings spanning from scones both savory and sweet to French macarons, coconut macaroons, cookies and croissants, Bonjour Bakehouse has something for everyone. Though they carry comforting classics like cranberry scones and chocolate chip cookies, they aren’t afraid to get creative. Bold eaters can opt for scones with adventurous toppings like olives and roasted peppers or pears and cardamom. And let’s not forget the Crookie. (“When a croissant falls in love with a cookie,” according to the bakery.) After picking up your pastry, consider savoring it over at Coyote Point Beach, only a 20-minute walk from the shop. 1007 Howard Avenue. Closed Sundays.

temp & time

Menlo Park

Discreetly tucked behind Drunken Monk izakaya restaurant, you’ll find this tiny bakery-cafe serving up delicate Japanese roll cakes and rich burnt Basque cheesecakes. Make the effort to find your way inside the serene space and reward yourself with a colorful slice of something sweet, like the bright green matcha cheesecake or black sesame sponge cake filled with two kinds of cream. Rotating roll cake flavors include delicate hojicha, white chocolate-raspberry, coffee and Biscoff crumble. Sink your fork into cheesecake options like deep purple ube or Thai tea, and wash it down with a signature strawberry-yuzu sparkler with house-made fruit purees or a lychee rose sencha cold-brew tea. 1438 El Camino Real. Open Wednesday through Sunday.

sweet diplomacy

Los Altos

Gluten-free desserts don’t have to be second best. With rave reviews, Sweet Diplomacy is holding its own in the local baking scene. With playful city-themed cakes and cupcakes, the shop offers patrons a taste of New York (chocolate topped with chocolate for the City that Never Sleeps), Los Angeles (vanilla cake with strawberry buttercream highlighted with a dazzle of gold sprinkles) and Positano (vanilla cake with sunshiny lemon buttercream). There’s also a whole medley of muffins, madeleines and meringue kisses to consider. Chase your sweet treat with a cup of cocoa: organic, house-made chocolate ganache, dark brown sugar, toasted marshmallow syrup and a freshly-torched vegan marshmallow on top. 209 1st Street. Closed Mondays.

Evening Star

Words by Johanna Harlow

You’ve just attended an electrifying show at The Guild Theatre and, still buzzing with energy from the performance, you’re not ready to go home. Eager to discuss the evening’s highlights, before delving into the deep kind of conversation that only happens late at night, you check your phone for nearby spots. But this is downtown Menlo Park—good luck finding anything open past 9:30PM. “There’s no place to go,” Ali El Safy says with a shake of his head. “How often have I seen people standing by their cars talking after dinner?” That’s why, when the longtime owner of French restaurant Bistro Vida saw the place next door become available, he decided to fill the void.

Bar Loretta, Ali’s enchanting upscale lounge, opened its gilded doors in February and offers extended evening hours. “I wanted to do something really swanky … almost like a hotel lounge. High-end,” he describes. It’s the perfect excuse to dress up. “But also when you walk in, it’s comfortable, it’s easy on the eyes and the energy feels good.”

He likens his two establishments to daughters. Of 26-year-old Bistro Vida, he says, “She’s the older sister and she’s by-the-books.” By contrast, Loretta “is the younger sister—a fun, happy free spirit.” Bistro Vida upholds a traditional European atmosphere with rich red paint and a parklet enrobed in crimson curtains, while Loretta exudes dark feminine flair with black and burgundy tilework, moody floral wallpaper and bold glass bubble chandeliers.

The cocktails, garnished with marigolds and hibiscus flowers, rival their surroundings with eye-catching presentation. On the Grateful Dead-themed menu, drinks range from Brokedown Palace, made with gin, grapefruit and sherry, to Ali’s personal favorite, Mexicali Blues, with tequila, cucumber, serrano, ginger and lime. Wake Up to Find Out is the bar’s twist on an espresso martini. The reason for this unexpected pairing? The iconic jam band, fronted by Jerry Garcia, played its first gig here—way back when the group called themselves The Warlocks.

After opening, Ali was approached by a Deadhead who told him that Jerry Garcia’s grandmother had a parrot named Loretta. Grandma Tillie found the parrot wandering the streets after the 1906 San Francisco earthquake. Talk about serendipity.

“It’s not a cookie-cutter place,” notes the owner. And neither is Ali. Originally from Cairo, he lived in the city’s Jewish quarter and attended Catholic school. “I grew up in my mother’s kitchen because I was the youngest,” he says, recalling how she’d have him retrieve ducks and chickens from the roof while preparing dinner. Moving to New York as a teen, Ali lived at Hotel Chelsea for a time. Then he started working at restaurants. Busboy, food runner, waiter, barback, cook, he tried them all. “I know all the aspects of the business … Every place I learned something,” Ali says. Of course, “Like anybody in this business, you want to own your own place one day.” So when Ali moved out West, it was only a matter of time before he opened his first restaurant.

For Ali, it’s never just business. Bar Loretta, like everything he creates, keeps residents in mind. “My first client really is the community,” he affirms. You can be sure that nurturing Menlo Park’s nightlife scene isn’t the first time he’s crafted the culture here. Ali is also the man behind Bon Marché, a midweek European-style farmers market he launched in 2021. To make it happen, he reached out to vendors specializing in macarons, crepes, gelato and cheeses to curate an enticing selection. “It gave people a reason to meet and socialize,” he explains.

To that same end, Ali hosted an alfresco dance party during the early days of the pandemic, bringing in a DJ and marking out dancing circles six feet apart so that 60 or so people could safely get their groove on.

He’s also looking out for the city’s youngsters. “The kids, they have no place to go. When they’re done with school, they will go home, or they get in trouble somewhere else,” Ali says. So he championed closing a traffic lane on Santa Cruz Avenue to create a small plaza with picnic tables outside Bistro Vida, that includes a barrier-lined bike lane to keep cycling students safer. Now students from Hillview and St. Raymond and high schoolers from Sacred Heart, Menlo and Menlo-Atherton have a place to meet their friends. “The kids, they call it the French Quarter,” Ali smiles.

By turning his downtown block into a community hub, Ali has brought a bit of his childhood home to his adopted community of 30-plus years. In Cairo, “the barber, the bread guy, the gasoline guy, they all know who I am. They know my father. They know my family,” he describes. “Everybody was involved in everybody’s business.” Patrons of Bar Loretta and Bistro Vida can expect the same. “I know where you work. I know who you are,” he says of his regulars.

When it comes to all things Menlo Park, Ali’s your guy. “The last time I went to Palo Alto was maybe three years ago,” he chuckles. Why would he go to another city? “I have everything that I need around, really … This is where I want to be.”

Mediterranean Vibes

Words by Elaine Wu

For husband-and-wife team Ajay Walia and Reena Miglani, their new restaurant Amara in Belmont is a true passion project. “The Peninsula has been home for us for the last 25 years and we want to create places where we ourselves would like to dine. We want to add to the vibrancy of our community. We want it to feel like home.”

The couple settled in Chicago 35 years ago from their native India to attend graduate school. It was there that Ajay spent several years helping a good friend with running his restaurants, becoming deeply involved in the business. After relocating to the Bay Area to work for Oracle, Ajay felt a void from not managing the day-to-day aspects of an eatery. So when he got laid off, the couple decided to open a restaurant of their own.

Now, with over two decades of experience operating Saffron in San Carlos, and the recently reopened Rasa in Burlingame, they say their third restaurant, Amara, is a culmination of everything they’ve learned. “Our restaurants are like our kids,” says Reena. “You’re always a little harsher with the first one. Every mistake and your heart breaks. With the second one (Rasa), as long as it’s not too serious, they’re fine. Our newest restaurant feels like our grandchild. We’re giving up a little bit of control but we’ve learned so much.”

“It’s not just about good food and good service,” Ajay adds. “With Amara, we’ve been very intentional about the art of hospitality. It’s about attention to details so our customers know this is a special place.”

The Mediterranean menu and design aesthetic may seem like a departure from their other eateries, but for them, it felt like a natural choice. “We wanted to do something different,” Ajay says. “We’ve always loved traveling to the Mediterranean as a family.”

“We feel like life goes at a simpler, slower pace there,” recalls Reena. “The way they present their food is with the least amount of treatment using the freshest ingredients so you can taste their true flavors. That’s what we’re trying to do here at Amara.”

Initially, the restaurant’s large footprint gave Reena a bit of anxiety. “The space is so big, so I didn’t want it all to look the same, like a cafeteria,” she states. “We wanted to bring design elements of the Mediterranean region in a subtle way to every room, so we needed different shapes, colors and materials. When I closed my eyes, all these elements worked together, but the night before all the furniture was going to be delivered, I was very afraid. What if it looked like a circus?”

But just as she had originally envisioned, it all works together perfectly, creating a relaxed yet stunning aesthetic that transports guests to a different environment. As a result, the space is perfect for intimate date nights, a girls’ night out, or a large party celebrating a milestone. “Now that the restaurant is open and people appreciate it, I feel like people are saying my baby is so beautiful,” Reena says excitedly. “Maybe I’m just here for the compliments!”

The large bar with its stunning jade-green marble top and inventive drinks make it a great after-work meeting spot. And the menu of surprising spreads, sharable small plates and hearty entrees offers a variety of items to suit a multitude of tastes. “My mom’s favorite is the muhammara,” Reena says happily. It’s a spread with roasted red peppers, walnuts and pomegranate molasses. “When she comes by, she says she wants her own and licks the bowl when no one is looking.”

And while Ajay says he’s a sucker for the restaurant’s roasted rack of lamb, Reena has her own favorites. “I like the black hummus a lot, with its curry leaves. It’s got a surprising flavor. And I just love the branzino with its crispy skin. Oh, and I love the quail, too.”

Ajay and Reena are committed to elevating the dining experience beyond just food. Their long journey as restaurant owners hasn’t stopped them from learning and evolving, even taking notes from legendary restaurateur Danny Meyer. “He says, ‘You can have good restaurants but can you be a ‘favorite’ restaurant?’” Ajay asks himself. “We’re making ‘favorite’ restaurants both for ourselves and, hopefully, our guests as well.”

fresh favorites – amararestaurants.com

MIDDLE EASTERN-STYLE TZATZIKI WITH LABNEH

Ingredients
1½ cups labneh (see note)
1½ cups plain yogurt
¾ cup cucumber, grated
1 garlic clove, minced
1 tablespoon olive oil, plus extra for garnish
2 teaspoons lemon juice
1 teaspoon salt
½ teaspoon sumac
1 teaspoon parsley or cilantro, chopped

Grate the cucumber, then squeeze out the excess liquid using a clean kitchen towel.

In a bowl, mix the labneh, yogurt, grated cucumber, 
minced garlic, olive oil, lemon juice and salt.

Drizzle with additional olive oil and sprinkle with sumac and chopped parsley or cilantro.

Note: To make labneh, line a colander or sieve with two layers of cheesecloth and set into a larger bowl. Add 2 cups of Greek yogurt and let it strain in the refrigerator overnight. Squeeze gently and discard liquid.

Perfect Shot: Reflections

In early 2025, Joel Simon was wandering the Stanford University campus and pondering the year ahead when he stumbled across this pool of rainwater. It got the photography instructor thinking about seeing familiar scenes in unfamiliar ways. “With a simple change in your point of view, a rain puddle can ‘invert’ our typical perceptions,” muses Joel. “As you encounter reflections in your surroundings, consider their invitation to appreciate familiar facets of your lives, including family, friends and community, with a sense of discovery and renewal.”

Image by Joel Simon / joelsimonimages.com

Calling all Shutterbugs: If you’ve captured a unique perspective of the Peninsula, we’d love to see your Perfect Shot. Email us at hello@punchmonthly.com to be considered for publication.

Jamming with Joan Baez

Words by Johanna Harlow

It’s 1972 and a Ford Galaxie leaves SFO Airport, driving along 101, then winding its way up hilly Page Mill Road. Turning onto a private drive, the car rumbles along the dirt driveway and pulls up outside a rambling farmhouse. Famed bluegrass musician Earl Scruggs and his entourage step out, ready for a remarkable meeting with singer Joan Baez.

The impromptu musical collaboration that follows is captured by filmmaker David Hoffman in his documentary Earl Scruggs: The Bluegrass Legend—Family & Friends. “Earl is on a personal search,” David says of the film’s premise. “He’s looking at places where banjo can be used in other kinds of music… He’s going to different people he likes, to try to find how his music fits.” Earl’s quest would later air on PBS. “The film was very popular on public television,” recalls David. “In the prime time, it got a very high rating—which surprised the people at PBS, because they weren’t used to country (music) being that popular.”

David captures Earl’s jam sessions with The Byrds, Bob Dylan and Doc Watson, among others. But Earl’s collaboration with Joan is arguably the film’s most powerful. After recently reposting the clip on his YouTube channel, David received over 25,000 likes. What went down on this day on the Peninsula clearly still strikes a chord over 50 years later. But why? To understand, you need to know all the players.

Cover Photo: Courtesy of Raph PH / Photo: David Hoffman

The Camera Guy

Before discussing the legends in front of the camera, take a moment to meet the visionary behind it. A scrappy filmmaker, David Hoffman is the kind of guy who jumps right into the action, hand-held camera at the ready. “There were maybe about a hundred of us in the country who were doing this kind of work—hand-holding, just talking to people,” he recalls. As a documentarian for hire, David has done a bit of everything over his long career. His subjects ranged from competitive inline skating and the military to Wall Street trading and 1960s drug culture. “I had my standards—but you could’ve hired me to do tooth decay, and I would have done a documentary on it,” David chuckles.

That said, his background scored him plenty of music-related projects. “I was a classical musician. I played oboe,” David says. “But then I played banjo and I had a folk song group in college. We played all the Pete Seeger songs. It was a pretty common, rebellious thing to do.”
The filmmaker’s respect for the country genre is evident. “On Long Island, where I grew up, you heard the Grand Ole Opry on Saturday night on the radio,” he describes. “And us music kids, we thought it was unbelievable … I still am mesmerized by the soul of that music.”

d (Photo: Courtesy of David Hoffman

Though David’s films have garnered Emmys, Golden Globes and an Academy Award, he doesn’t put much stock in such things. “Awards don’t mean anything really, you know?” he says with a shrug. “Some of my best films didn’t get noticed at all.”

So what does he care about? “I’m interested in what people think, and the way they express themselves,” he says of his deeply human approach to filmmaking, adding, “My talent is a sixth sense for what people are not saying.”

The Music Man

But let’s get back to Earl Scruggs, the heart of David’s documentary. Back in 1972, North Carolina native Earl had pioneered the bluegrass genre with Bill Monroe’s band, the Blue Grass Boys. He’d also revolutionized three-finger banjo picking (known as “Scruggs-style” today). Despite these contributions, Earl was chasing a more contemporary sound. After breaking with his more traditional musical partner Lester Flatt, Earl reached out to musicians he respected to set up jam sessions, embarking on a journey that would be highly influential in developing his sound as an artist over the rest of his seven-decade career. Along for the ride were David behind the camera and Earl’s musician sons (Randy on guitar and Gary playing bass).

Photo: Courtesy of David Hoffman

These jam sessions, set in the intimate spaces of people’s homes or the freedom of country fields, have an earnestness about them. And so does Earl. “Mensch of a guy, beautiful human being,” David says of how Earl treated artists and film crew alike with respect and dignity.

On his quest, Earl made music with The Byrds on a farm in North Carolina while horses cantered by and a barefoot kid perched on the tin roof for a view of the visitors. He and Doc Watson dragged chairs onto the lawn to strum in the great outdoors. Earl also paid a house call to Bob Dylan, playing as the pendulum of the old wall clock kept time like a metronome. And now, he’d arrived on the Peninsula.

The Legend / Humble Hostess

The East Coast-West Coast divide was evident as soon as Earl and the gang entered Joan’s house. “I’m gonna call it a hippie house,” New Yorker David says of the legend’s modest farmhouse with hillside views and outdoor shower. “I’m an East Coast guy—I’d never seen an outdoor shower!” he notes with a chuckle. “Two extraordinarily different cultures.” As the protest folk singer, the trailblazing country musician and his sons settle onto chairs and an earth-brown couch in the living room and begin tuning their instruments, a sense of anticipation builds. What’s about to transpire?
While their home lives may have looked different, Joan and Earl were united in opposing the Vietnam War. This was a particularly gutsy stance for Earl. “For him to say that is a big deal, because country music was notorious for people being for the Vietnam War,” David explains. “Earl was not highly political, but he was bold.” In the midst of a national draft and seemingly endless conflict, “he wanted the boys to come home,” David reflects. “That’s all he cared about.”

Photo: Courtesy of David Hoffman

Joan and Earl also shared the easy camaraderie of old friends. About a decade earlier, they had met at the Newport Folk Festival, then went on to play together. The first few times the two interacted, Earl had a quiet but sweet line of approach. “He was so shy,” Joan recalls. “He used to come up and say, ‘Remember this one?’” Then he’d launch into a song on the banjo and wait for her to join in. “I had reason to be shy,” Earl protests. “I admired your singing so very much.”

And then Joan, strumming her own guitar, starts to sing. “Her voice.… it gets you,” David says. “Joan, you’ve got to understand, was overwhelmingly powerful. Her presence, the way she spoke, the way she sang, her decency, it overwhelmed me. It overwhelmed all of my film crew.” As Earl, Gary and Randy began to play, the warmth of their music complimented the alluring lilt of Joan’s vocals. “It worked,” David says. “And I was fortunate enough to witness it.”

Human Harmonized

But this musical meet-up was bigger than the songs performed that day. Perhaps what resonates with the current-day viewers of David’s film are all the spontaneous and delightfully human moments sprinkled throughout. While singing ex-boyfriend Bob Dylan’s hit song “Love Is Just a Four-Letter Word,” Joan breaks into her uncanny Dylan impression. After, she pulls her baby Gabriel onto her lap—and he promptly wraps chubby fingers around the microphone before gumming on the mouthpiece.

Halfway through the session, Joan divulges that she had a crush on Earl years earlier. With girlish glee, she recounts the time she gave a concert with Earl, then gushed about him to a stranger in the ladies room. “I said, ‘Oh gosh, this guy Earl, he’s just so far out!’” The woman turned out to be Earl’s wife Louise Scruggs. “I said, ‘You lucky bum!’” Joan recalls with a smile.

Despite her lofty reputation, Joan is gracious with Earl’s less-experienced sons. There’s a sweet moment when she gives an appreciative nod to Earl’s 16-year-old son Randy, recognizing his talent. “She looks at him like, ‘Whoa, who are you, kid?’” David recalls. The teen would go on to become one of the great Nashville backup musicians, winning four Grammy Awards.
At the end of the session, Earl’s oldest, Gary, dedicates a song to Joan’s husband David Harris, who was serving prison time for refusing to report for military duty after being drafted. The compassionate moment and tender lyrics of “If I Were a Carpenter” ends the session on a sweet note.

“Save your love through loneliness, save your love through sorrow,” Joan and Gary harmonize. “I gave you my onliness, give me your tomorrow.”
“We knew we had recorded beautiful moments, casual moments,” David reflects.

Joan Baez's outdoor shower was a foreign concept to East Coast filmmaker David Hoffman. When she invited him to try it out, he went in with his clothes on. Joan, finding this hilarious, joined him while also fully dressed. (Photo: Courtesy of David Hoffman)

The Road Ahead

Fueled by his quest for a new sound, Earl thrived in the years that followed. This boundary-crossing artist would go on to win multiple Grammys and be inducted into the Country Music Hall of Fame. He and his sons, performing together as The Revue, would be recognized as pioneers of the country-rock genre. At the age of 79, Earl would be presented with a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.

As for David, that East Coast guy now lives in Santa Cruz. In recent years, the filmmaker created a YouTube channel, where he’s connected with new audiences by releasing old clips from his past projects. Even at 83—months after surviving a stroke—he continues posting videos twice a day. “It’s a wonderful community,” David says. “I read almost all the comments.” His more than 1 million subscribers would suggest that the feeling is mutual.

And how about our local legend Joan? Inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, the now Woodside-based protest singer is still pouring herself into music and political activism at the age of 84. Recently, she was honored at the 30th anniversary of the Sweet Relief Musicians Fund in San Francisco, performing alongside a dazzling lineup that included Bonnie Raitt, Taj Mahal and Emmylou Harris. Working the stage, she shook a tambourine during one tune and sang alongside Jackson Browne on a piano bench for another. She closed the evening with a rousing performance of “Diamonds and Rust,” with her grown son Gabriel playing percussion.

Listen to Joan and Earl

Great News

Sit down with Linda Hubbard, and you’ll be struck by how quickly it feels like you’re talking to an old friend. Her friendly tone infuses InMenlo, the hyper-local community news blog she’s been running since 2010. Covering the Midpeninsula communities of Menlo Park, Atherton, Portola Valley and Woodside, it’s the online equivalent of a chatty, well-informed neighbor giving you the scoop on all those little things that make your hometown unique. Which house has the best Halloween decorations? Is there a good event to take the kids to this weekend? And did you hear about the married couple who are both 100 years old? InMenlo is here for you.

Daily emails from InMenlo tend to have a handful of short items. The tone is light—you won’t find stories about politics or crime—but the website’s origin story is a little less rosy. InMenlo started as a passion project born of necessity.

Though she’s a longtime journalist, Linda wasn’t the founder of InMenlo, which launched in 2009. That honor goes to Linda’s late husband Chris Gulker. After a terminal brain cancer diagnosis derailed his high-profile career in photojournalism and tech, Chris wanted to do something that accommodated his newly limited mobility. He launched the platform with his good friend Scott Loftesness. Linda’s involvement was modest at first—she still had a day job—but after Chris died in 2010, she made the decision to keep InMenlo going. “I could make my way around Menlo Park and be a journalist, not a widow,” she says of that first difficult year. “It was something I could do, and something that I liked doing.”

While Chris created what’s widely considered to be one of the very first blogs (gulker.com), Linda’s journalism career was more traditional: writing and editing for newspapers and magazines, then transitioning to marketing. Among the suite of skills Linda’s picked up over the years, her ability to connect with people just might be the glue that holds InMenlo together. As an avid walker and restaurant patron, she’s always out and about, talking to people. “I get a decent amount of tips,” Linda says. Mostly, they come from InMenlo readers. “Our biggest post ever was when Steph Curry was going to be at Safeway,” she says of the Golden State Warriors star’s 2024 promotional appearance in Menlo Park. “That got 11,000 views.”

Linda keeps up the website and sends out daily email digests with only one paid staffer—the IT guy. Everything else is the work of her small team of volunteer contributors and of Linda herself. As many a media organization has discovered, keeping a crew of unpaid “citizen journalists” engaged and productive is no mean feat. Neither is replenishing their ranks when they drift away. “People raise their hands, and that leads to more people,” she says simply, adding that she doesn’t think she’s had a volunteer yet who didn’t have a connection to some other InMenlo contributor.

Anyone who subscribes to InMenlo’s emails might wonder if Linda ever takes a day off. The answer is: not really. “The good news about InMenlo is that none of my posts are lengthy,” she says modestly. On a recent day, Linda had two interviews that still needed to be written up, and plenty of other newsy items in the works. The time demand varies, but her commitment to posting items seven days a week does not. Even on vacation, she says she can always carve out a few hours to work on it.

Linda’s love of the news business dates back to Menlo-Atherton High School. She learned from a “terrific journalism teacher” and worked on the yearbook staff, then continued taking journalism classes while majoring in history at UCLA. One of her professors got Linda a job interview at the LA Times with “a fabulous crusty old editor” who hired her on the spot for an entry level job on the newsroom’s copy desk. “I guess he thought I could handle it,” Linda says. By assisting the reporters and witnessing their conversations with that old editor, she learned what it meant to be a journalist. “The cool thing about journalism is that I have met so many interesting people,” she says.

After college, Linda stayed in Southern California, eventually leaving the LA Times for Modern Maturity (now called AARP The Magazine). When Chris got a job offer from San Francisco Examiner publisher Will Hearst in 1990, Linda says she jumped at the chance to move back to the Peninsula. “I was happy to be home.” The publisher of the Palo Alto-based Peninsula Times Tribune—a former boss and friend from the LA Times—offered Linda a job heading up the marketing department. It was her first foray into the business side of news, and led to roles with a string of small marketing companies after the struggling newspaper finally folded in 1993.

When InMenlo turned 12 in 2021, the Menlo Park City Council took notice, issuing a proclamation declaring Linda a beloved local institution “as an ever-present and studious chronicler of the community.” It lauded her many roles, including editor, reporter and occasional photographer, and praised her “commitment to providing a reliable, impartial and detailed news source during a period when many communities have experienced the demise of local news sources.” InMenlo is studiously apolitical—not for lack of interest in local politics, Linda says, but because she doesn’t have the resources to cover it properly.

Linda has a tendency to deflect attention from herself by talking warmly about her late husband’s many accomplishments, and equally warmly about her second husband, Dennis Nugent, and the life they’ve built together. Dennis is one of Linda’s many connections from her Menlo Park school days. The two shared mutual friends from elementary school and got to know each other while at Menlo-Atherton. After reconnecting decades later, they proudly display photos of their blended family in their cozy home.

As for what’s next for InMenlo? More of the same, as far as Linda is concerned. She has no plans to retire from this labor of love. “InMenlo evolves along with the people who contribute to it,” Linda says, admitting that “It feels good to give something back to the community.”
Especially a community that she clearly adores.

neighborly news – inmenlo.com

Q&A: Charlotte Reed

The Grammy-nominated ensemble singer from Menlo Park sounds off about her first time at Carnegie Hall, why she doesn’t play soccer with bare feet and the song that made her cry on a plane.

Where do you sing?
I’m a cantor at St. Raymond Catholic Church in Menlo Park and perform with two Bay Area choral ensembles: Peninsula Cantare and the San Francisco Bach Choir.

Did you attend the Grammy Awards?
For “Best Choral Performance” nominees, the artistic director and the composer attend. While I was watching from home, my phone was blowing up with texts and pictures from my fellow ensemble members and folks at the ceremony sharing pictures and memories of our performance.

How do you approach singing solo versus as part of a chorus?
You really have to change the way you listen. In an ensemble, you have to make sure that you blend with the singers around you and move as one unit. When you sing as a soloist, you alone are vocally responsible for the emotion and direction of the piece.

What do you collect?
Vintage sheet music. I treasure the arrangements I have of pop music from the 1940s made famous by Doris Day.

Tell us about your first time at Carnegie Hall.
It was with The Oratorio Society of New York for the world premiere of Paul Moravec’s Sanctuary Road. The performance made me feel like I had finally arrived as a New Yorker and my “commute” from my apartment was a short subway ride to one of the grandest concert halls in the world. It all felt very fabulous and surreal.

Is there a piece of music you could listen to again and again?
The second movement of Tchaikovsky’s Fifth Symphony. The first time I heard the French horn solo, I was on a plane and was so moved that I started sobbing.

Can you share a childhood musical memory?
When I was a little girl, I sang “Edelweiss” from The Sound of Music in front of a live audience for the first time at the local library talent show in my hometown of Darien, Connecticut.

What’s the dumbest way you’ve been hurt?
I was playing a pick-up soccer game in middle school, barefoot, against someone wearing Doc Marten steel-toe boots. Guess who ended up breaking their toe?

What’s your favorite venue for performing?
Madison Square Garden. I performed there several times with Andrea Bocelli during his North America tours and the energy of 20,000 people reacting to your music at once is electrifying!

What age would you choose to be again?
I would be six years old because I loved kindergarten and have so many happy memories. My favorite was going to The Plaza hotel in New York City for tea for my sixth birthday, like Eloise from the Kay Thompson books.

What are you looking forward to this summer?
I’m singing the National Anthem at games for a couple of Bay Area professional sports teams. I’ll have more info on my website, thecharlottereed.com.

Diary of a Dog: Buster

As told to by Margaret Koenig

I’m Buster, a terrier mix of many talents, including (but not limited to) snuggling, frolicking and delighting everyone I meet. With my scruffy good looks, outgoing nature and boundless energy, it’s hard not to fall prey to my charms. Three years ago, I bounded out of the Humane Society Silicon Valley shelter in Milpitas and into the lives of Hilary and Ed—and I haven’t looked back since. My love of cuddling delighted my new family, who happily let me squeeze between them on the sofa when they watch television. As for me, I enjoy their fondness for petting me (you know, you can never get too much of that). But you don’t get a name like Buster just by being affectionate—I have a frisky streak as well. We split our time between Palo Alto and Los Gatos, where I enjoy brisk walks with Ed, playing ‘keep away’ with Hilary and chasing squirrels in the backyard. I haven’t captured any squirrels yet, but I have mastered the art of pilfering biscuits. If I’m presented with a dog treat, I’ll snatch it and dash away so easily that I sometimes suspect people are letting me have them. But be careful, because I won’t just steal your dog biscuits or your spot on the sofa—I’ll also steal your heart.

Calling All Dogs: If you've got quirky habits or a funny tale (or tail) to share, email your story to hello@punchmonthly.com for a chance to share a page from your Diary of a Dog in PUNCH.

Landmark: Woodside Community Museum

Words by Margaret Koenig

What better place to put a local history museum than in a historic house? Preservation-minded Woodsiders did just that—but it wasn’t easy. Construction on one-time Pioneer Hotel owner Peter Mathisen’s house in Woodside Town Center was completed one day before the 1906 earthquake struck, according to local lore. For the next 85 years, three generations of his family called it home. In 1992, the town of Woodside bought the old Mathisen farmstead, including the barn, bunkhouse and surrounding land, planning to tear down the structures and install parking spaces. Fast-forward to 1999, when the much-delayed parking project was finally getting underway. Members of the Woodside History Committee pleaded with the Town Council to spare the sturdy old farmhouse, a reminder of Woodside’s humble origins. It’s a deal, the council said, but only if you can raise the hundreds of thousands of dollars the project will cost—and, by next week, draw up a plan for relocating the house from its current site.

Remarkably, the volunteer committee pulled it off. Woodside architects Thalia and Steve Lubin drafted plans for repairing and renovating the Mathisen house, uncovering its original siding and restoring its porch. Woodside contractor William Butler’s firm handled the work and in 2003, the Woodside Community Museum opened its doors with an exhibit on the area’s first inhabitants: the Ohlone. Since then, exhibitions have celebrated everything from the town’s equestrian heritage and great estates to its long history of wine-making. The museum’s newest display honors the 100th anniversary of the Woodside Fire Protection District. Visit on the first and third Saturdays of the month from 1 to 3PM; admission is free. woodsidehistory.org

The Beat on Your Eats: Ramen

Noodle-slurping goodness.

ramen izakaya yugen

Mountain View

Yugen’s authentic, slow-cooked tonkatsu broth really delivers when you’re in the mood for a satisfying bowl of ramen. Before you slurp up the tasty noodles, whet your appetite with small plates like the delicate homemade gyoza, wasabi-marinated raw octopus, succulent braised pork belly stew or a five-spice roasted chicken leg served on a sizzling plate. When the weather’s warm, opt for the outdoor seating and soak in the scene on busy Castro Street. 165 Castro Street. Open daily.

hanabi ramen & curry

Burlingame

Tuck into an ample bowl of short rib or unagi ramen at this friendly hole-in-the-wall across the street from the Caltrain tracks. Hanabi specializes in ramen served in rich, milky-white chicken-based tori paitan broth that will fill your belly and soothe your soul. Start your meal with a side of takoyaki fried octopus, or savor a warm, umami-filled curry that can be served over rice or ramen. For the vegetarian, there’s a Beyond Meat curry and tofu-topped veggie Tan Tan ramen. 723 California Drive. Closed Mondays.

ramen kowa

Palo Alto

If you’re out for an evening stroll along California Avenue, let the glowing paper lanterns of Ramen Kowa lure you inside to a piping hot bowl of broth and noodles. Seeking recommendations? Among its popular items are spicy tonkatsu ramen with minced pork, tender bamboo shoots and a spicy miso base or the traditional shio ramen with pork chashu, half an egg and a comforting chicken broth. This place is also known for curry with katsu or karaage. As for the atmosphere, expect a sleek, casual environment decorated with vertical wooden slats and crimson trim. 445 California Avenue. Open daily.

Dino’s Dream

Words by Johanna Harlow

A man of few words, Dino Tekdemir doesn’t make a big deal out of moving across the world to pursue restaurant work in the Bay Area. He’s matter-of-fact about leaving his family’s farm in the south of Turkey for an unknown place where he didn’t speak the language. “Starting from scratch, it can be challenging,” he says simply of his nine years spent squirreling away savings while working as a dishwasher, busser, server and finally manager in order to afford to open a restaurant of his own. “You learn everything from experience. You learn from the bottom.” He leaves it at that.

But it takes a special kind of tenacity to go from presiding over dirty dishes to a small restaurant empire. This Kurdish self-starter has been behind some of the Bay Area’s most beloved concepts—Anatolian Kitchen, Naschmarkt, Nemea Greek Taverna, Barbayani Greek Taverna and most recently, Portola Bistro—all in a 15-year span.

“I’m not tired!” Dino insists, sharing that he fully intends to create more eateries in the years to come. Where to next? “It all depends where the opportunity comes from,” he replies. “It all depends where Luck comes knocking on your door.”

To see where it all started, pay a visit to Anatolian Kitchen in Palo Alto. Dino’s firstborn might not have a minimalist-chic interior like Portola Bistro or the cool coastal class of Barbayani, but the space is made homey by reclaimed wood and rattan chairs. Enchanting and intimate, the restaurant’s crystal chandeliers glimmer in the low lighting. Table lamps warm the diners’ faces as they lean in for amiable conversation.

The dishes here are less flashy and more traditional, beloved staples ranging from kebabs to künefe, moussaka to muhammara. Dino notes that while Middle Eastern cuisine might be popular on the Peninsula these days, back in 2010, the food here really stood out. “There weren’t too many of those restaurants around,” he notes. Anatolian Kitchen moved from Birch Street to California Avenue in recent years, but it maintains its high standard. “We always keep the consistency. The service, the food, the quality and quantity are always the same,” Dino promises. “We never downgrade.”

Not sure what to order? The contrasting flavors of the appetizers elevate each other so it’s best to try more than just one. Accompany the cooling cacik (a dip of cucumbers, mint and yogurt) with muhammara (a dip of walnuts and bell pepper enhanced by pomegranate molasses). Perhaps add the earthy eggplant boosted by the zip of tomatoes and garlic. As for entrees, there’s a whole range of succulent kebabs, including exquisitely-seasoned kofta (made of ground beef and lamb) and adana chicken. If you saved room for dessert, consider the künefe—shredded filo dough and cheese sprinkled with pistachio and sweetened by honey—crispy on the outside and gooey on the inside.

“I know my vegetables. I know my food,” Dino declares, recalling the cows, chickens and sheep they raised as well as the produce they grew on his family’s farm. “Fresh, fresh, fresh!”

Beyond fantastic food, Dino insists on a “hands-on chef,” one who won’t hide in the kitchen. “He should go out and not be afraid to talk about his food,” Dino declares, stroking the salt and pepper stubble on his chin. “If guests have any questions, the chef’s right there, they can ask the chef.” He found this in the dedicated and driven chef Allen Isik, who has closely partnered with him to bring both Barbayani Greek Taverna and Portola Bistro to life. “He’s amazing—good vision and energy,” Dino says.

Dino has no shortage of drive himself. “If I have energy and time, I’ll do it,” he says. “I won’t say, ‘Oh, I’ll do it the next day. I’ll do it tomorrow.’” This applies not only to work but also to play. “My suitcase is always in the car, ready to go,” he says. “Sometimes I get in the car and go wherever the car takes me.” Most often, that’s to the beaches and pools of Carmel-by-the-Sea.

Despite the occasional get-away, Dino can typically be found on-site, welcoming his guests at the door. “My duty is in front and making sure everybody is good,” he says. “I want to see the same smile as they’re leaving.” He breaks into a grin himself. “They keep coming back.”

Craveable Kebabs – anatoliankitchen.com

First-Class Museum

Words by Johanna Harlow

Silent and still is something SFO Museum is not. At San Francisco International Airport, Terminal 2 is alive with the whir of rolling luggage and the constant murmur and flow of people. Some stop to appreciate a museum display, resting their arms on suitcase handles. Others hitch up their backpack straps and press on to the nearby bookstore or Air Canada lounge. One harried traveler rushes by in a whirlwind of wheels and heels in a desperate bid to make her plane.

“Over 52 million passengers from all over the world travel through annually,” says Nicole Mullen as she halts before San Francisco: City of the World, one of the museum’s many galleries scattered throughout the airport. “Our goal is to do shows that can delight and engage a vast public audience and can be accessible to a lot of people.” Nicole, the curator in charge of exhibitions, strikes a whimsical figure in a floral-print dress and librarian-chic glasses. She wears a lobster broach on her coat and an octopus bracelet clasped around her wrist.

SFO Museum got its start in 1980 as a way to humanize the airport and showcase the rich culture of the Bay Area, Nicole explains. Today, it’s grown to 25 locations throughout SFO with exhibits ranging from popular culture, design and history to technology, ethnography, folk art, natural history and beyond. It also includes photography galleries and the Aviation Museum and Library. “There’s always something new and compelling to work on,” she says.

No plane ticket? No problem. Your passport to learning doesn’t require a boarding pass. A handful of exhibits are located in publicly accessible pre-security areas, while the ones beyond a checkpoint can be accessed through prior arrangement with SFO Museum.

Eclectic Collections

Back at the San Francisco: City of the World exhibit, a couple of travelers pause to check out memorabilia from 1940s Chinatown nightclubs. Nearby, a mother pauses to rummage around in her bag while her little boy runs circles around the display cases in frog-print boots.

“I’m very proud of this show,” says Nicole, explaining that multiple local historical societies banded together to make it happen. Cases in a Golden Gate-red hold a wealth of items. A wool bathing suit from Sutro Baths, a thick section of steel strands from a cable car, an air vent grill from Alcatraz, a 1950s book titled Don’t Call it Frisco—each artifact a glimpse into this city’s big personality. Nicole points out some battered items salvaged from the 1906 earthquake. “That’s a teapot from the rubble,” she says. “Our photographer on staff, that was passed down from his grandmother.”

Besides other museums, Nicole collaborates with private collectors—and it’s one of her favorite parts of the job. Take Brian Coleman, an antiquarian from Seattle who lives in a colorful Queen Anne painted with sunflowers and griffins. “His whole house is bedecked floor to ceiling in the Victorian era. It’s quite spectacular,” Nicole marvels. Among his many loans to the museum: a pair of Victorian beaded slippers for Stepping Out: Shoes in World Cultures and an ornate nut bowl decorated with tiny silver squirrels for Eclectic Taste: Victorian Silver Plate.

For another exhibition, Metallica guitarist Kirk Hammet lent the museum his collection of classic monster memorabilia. His fiendish frenzy of monster magazines, mummy paint-by-numbers, Dracula lunch boxes, Frankenstein figurines and the prop head of the Creature from the Black Lagoon certainly made a splash in Terminal 2.

Occasionally, Nicole has to get creative to win over a more hesitant collector—on one memorable occasion doing so through his penchant for pastries. “I baked him pumpkin bread,” she smiles. “After that we were fast friends.”

The Curator Herself

As Nicole and I set off in the direction of Harvey Milk Terminal 1, she tells me how she ended up here. All around us, travelers pace by with pillows or headphones wrapped around their necks. A girl’s volleyball team, all in bouncy ponytails and leggings, move as one. And a coterie of Emirates flight attendants glide past in immaculate uniforms of crimson and cream.

“Museums are in my blood,” Nicole tells me. “It was something that I kind of lived and breathed.” In Plymouth, Massachusetts, Nicole’s mother worked as a site supervisor on the Mayflower II, a ship gifted to the United States by the English in the 1950s. At seven, little Nicole helped her out as a historic interpreter. “To spend more time with me, she took me to work with her on weekends,” Nicole explains. “I dressed in period attire as a 17th-century English immigrant.” Her role included talking about life aboard the Mayflower in 1620 and playing cat’s cradle with young visitors. By 14, she’d graduated to a paid position in visitor service.

Later, Nicole admits to rebelling against the business she’d known all her life. “When I went to college, I kind of wanted to get away from museums,” she confesses. It didn’t last.

After a year and a half in jobs she didn’t enjoy, Nicole accepted her fate. Museums were where she was meant to be. “I met so many interesting museum people from such an early age and have always been around them,” she explains. “Armed with an undergraduate degree in cultural anthropology, I applied for a job at the Phoebe A. Hearst Museum of Anthropology at UC Berkeley as the education specialist—and the rest is history!”

Nicole landed a position at SFO Museum 15 years ago—and more than 75 curated shows later, she’s going strong.

Past Favorites

One of Nicole’s favorite exhibitions, From Pineapple to Piña: A Philippine Textile Treasure, explored the weaving of pineapple leaf fibers into lacey handkerchiefs, blouses and even shawls in the late 18th and 19th centuries. “These fibers are knotted by hand,” Nicole says in wonderment.

After talking about a show that featured a flurry of leotards from the San Francisco Ballet, Nicole pivots to the time they partnered with the California Academy of Sciences on a natural history exhibit. That show required SFO Museum team to wheel in a number of jarred specimens. “That was pretty wild,” she laughs. “We had a 19th-century giant squid in ethanol, in this antique jar.” They transported it in a van designed to carry hazardous material.

Another tricky task involved bringing in a car for an Art Deco-themed show. “That had to come in at night,” Nicole recalls. “All the engine oil had to be drained. It had to be pushed from the curb … That was quite a feat!”

The Sky’s the Limit

At last, we arrive at our intended destination—Rosie the Riveter: Womanpower in Wartime. “Our program is evolving with the airport,” Nicole tells me. “When they redid Harvey Milk Terminal 1, we gained two new gallery spaces.” This show, orchestrated by Nicole’s fellow curator Daniel Calderon, is a tribute to grit and girl power during World War II. Its cases are stocked with heavy-duty coveralls, rivet guns and welding helmets, plus motivational posters proclaiming slogans like “Women: There’s work to be done and a war to be won” and “Do the job he left behind.” Spirited swing music spills from the speakers.

The walls and ceiling of this space have not been painted your typical “gallery white.” Instead, they’re pitch black. When we step inside, it feels like the gallery has swallowed us up—but in a good way. “People are intrigued by going into this dark gallery space,” describes Nicole of the immersive experience. “They can really step out of the airport for a minute.”

It’s to be expected from an exhibition located in the newly redeveloped terminal. This award-winning concourse is a testament to innovation, featuring rooms for yoga and meditation. It also has a soundproof Sensory Room for neurodivergent travelers with a soothing area stocked with squishy pillows and a mockup of an airplane cabin with two rows of seats for travelers to prepare for the experience of flying.

It goes to show that SFO Museum has evolved as the airport does. Nicole spotlights the (pre-security) Aviation Museum and Library, which opened along with the International Terminal in 2000. Its design replicates the airport’s original 1930s passenger lobby and currently features airline travel posters, Virgin America ephemera and century-old propellers.

Nicole mentions one more recent change. A few years back, the museum’s team of 35 gained a new site to work their behind-the-scenes magic. “We do it all here,” she says. “We have a state-of-the-art storage facility, a conservation lab, we have a wonderful design lab where our designer lays everything out. We have an in-house wood shop and a welding shop.” There’s even a room for mannequin assembly. It’s no wonder SFO Museum is the only airport-located museum accredited by the American Alliance of Museums.

Our tour ends in front of Everyday Elegance in Chinese Ceramics, one of the pre-security exhibit spaces. From one of the cases, a “guardian lion” statue watches steadfastly over TSA. “Whether it is a plastic toy telephone or Chinese jade from the Asian Art Museum, every object is treated as a precious object,” the curator says. “Our registration department handles everything with gloves.”

The guest experience is just as valuable. “We have the ability to reach people who maybe wouldn’t purchase a ticket and go see this particular museum exhibition,” Nicole reflects. “They happen to stumble upon it here and they’re fascinated by it, or something moves them or there’s a nostalgia factor that hits home … It’s very rewarding to reach that type of audience.” Nearby, a family of eight gives a young man a heartfelt sendoff, waving fervently as they stand beside a display of glazed pottery.

find your gate – sfomuseum.org

The Beat on Your Eats: Indian Restaurants

Words by Johanna Harlow

Curry over to these incredible Indian restaurants.

broadway masala

Redwood City

Living up to its name, Broadway Masala is a real showstopper. For the opening act, try the avocado bhel, a textured tower of spiced potato, tamarind-glazed puffed rice and fresh avocado that tumbles satisfyingly when you dig in with your fork. As for entrees, it’s hard to go wrong with the restaurant’s medley of flavors from the biriyani, an aromatic rice dish, to nalli nihari, tender lamb shank bathed in a rich and earthy sauce. It also offers some of the tenderest chicken you’re likely to encounter, so pick something with poultry. We recommend the succulent lahsooni chicken tikka, elegantly spiced and bursting with umami. Finish with a fusion cheesecake incorporating pockets of gulab jamun (fried dough) and a tart berry jam. 2397 Broadway. Open daily.

tilak indian and nepalese cuisine

Menlo Park

An unassuming gem tucked into downtown Menlo Park, Tilak is the real deal, offering guests large portions and demonstrating a true mastery of spices. (A word to the wise: if you ask for “medium,” expect to sweat a little bit.) If you can take the heat, order the bright red vindaloo, a delightfully complex curry with your choice of chicken or lamb. If you’re seeking something comfortingly familiar, you’ll appreciate the butter chicken in a classically creamy tomato-based sauce. Venture over to the Nepalese side of the menu for juicy momo dumplings. Enjoy an after-dinner stroll along Santa Cruz Avenue, where you can grab a coffee at Cafe Borrone and peruse the book selection at Kepler’s—or swing by Penzeys Spices to stock up on cumin, cloves and cardamom to cook up something tasty back home. 683 Santa Cruz Avenue. Open daily.

namaste indian cuisine

Palo Alto

Namaste Indian Cuisine prides itself on giving traditional dishes contemporary twists. According to the restaurant, “Each dish is a page in our book, each ingredient, a carefully chosen word, coming together to tell a story that’s both old and new.” Meat-eaters can choose from plenty of kebabs and curries to satisfy, but vegans aren’t treated as an afterthought here. Diners rave about the eggplant with roasted peanuts and curry leaves, and oyster mushrooms with spices, both cloaked in a rich coconut milk. Another meatless specialty is the gobi manchurian (crisped cauliflower with onion and bell pepper tossed in a spicy sauce). 447 California Avenue. Open daily.

Behind the Bars

Words by Johanna Harlow

“Let it melt a little bit,” urges Michael Sigmon, owner of Minée Chocolate, as I bite into a bar. Resisting the instinct to chew and swallow, I savor it. “See how that’s really smooth and it just finishes really clean?” the Menlo Park resident says of his original 75% bean-to-bar dark chocolate, a formula that took three years to perfect. “That’s because of the balance and how long I grind it … It doesn’t coat with hard tannin in the back of your throat like a normal dark chocolate would. You want that lush finish, but you want it to disappear.”

Before me, Michael has dealt out a set of chocolate bars. The illustrations on their packaging and colored foils remind me of trading cards, only tastier. He proffers a piece of Magick, his darkest bar at 80%. “I roasted a little darker to get the richness out of it, which is why it’s nuttier,” he explains. On we forge to the 60% dark Crescendo. “You get more of the vanilla in that.”

Despite using the same three organic ingredients in those three bars—cacao beans, cacao butter and vanilla-infused sugar—each one is completely distinct from the next. What unites them is that velvety mouthfeel. “I wanted to create this texture that would give you this super silky feeling,” he says, chalking it up to the lengthy stone-grinding process. “Some people do two to three days—but I feel like there’s this extra magic that occurs on the fifth day.” He compares it to making a satisfying stew. “There’s still a sense of the flavors meeting and mingling” at the beginning, he explains. “The ingredients, they’re still finding themselves.”

This choice of metaphors makes more sense given Michael’s culinary background. Not only was he a chef at Mendocino Café and Theo’s Restaurant in Soquel, but he co-owned the Windmill Café in Santa Cruz and served as a personal chef for professional athletes and politicians (but he’s not naming any names). The care and consideration he brings to all things culinary is evident. “If you’re gonna make something, you actually have to learn where it starts. Not even just its origins, but the people, the philosophy behind it,” Michael asserts. “Anybody can take a red snapper and wrap it in a banana leaf and say, ‘Hey, there’s a Chilean bass,’ right? But what’s the essence of the flavor behind it? And why would they do that? That’s what led me into chocolate making.”

Michael co-founded Minée Chocolate with Renée Fadiman who consults and acts as co-art director. Partners in life as well as business, their combined names comprise the company’s moniker. “Without Renée, it would just be meh,” Michael jokes. On a more serious note, “She’s the inspiration behind it … She’s the one who said, ‘Hey, keep going.’” And how’d these sweethearts meet? “We swiped right,” Michael says with a twinkle.

Michael makes his tantalizing treats in a space carefully converted to his specifications. “I’ve designed lots of kitchens,” he says. “So, it was really easy for me to stainless-steel a place out.” He buys his beans from an organic co-op in Ecuador. “Tropical fruit overtones were really what I was looking for,” he shares. “It needed to be aromatic and grounded.”

But before you even taste the chocolate, feast your eyes on Minée’s illustrated labels. The images are a combination of Michael’s two favorite art styles: art nouveau and anime. Michael says he’s been captivated with the former ever since seeing an exhibit on this turn-of-the-century style at the Legion of Honor Museum. “It won my heart in ways that I can’t even explain,” he reflects. “It’s timeless.” To him, anime is the contemporary equivalent. “I feel like that’s the modern version in its way. Art has to keep moving.”

The labels represent the women in his life. The milk chocolate bar is an homage to his mom Marsha, while the decaf coffee beans (another product he roasts and grinds) are dedicated to his grandmother Dot, the first person who introduced him to the beverage. “We’d sit on the porch in the mornings and just watch the world go by. I still remember that time with her as some of the best moments of my life,” Michael writes on the side of the bag. “We found a decaf that, when roasted dark, is full-bodied and robust. Just the way she liked it.” He pauses in recollection, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Anything you can do to have them with you for an extra minute when they’re gone—do it.”

Despite starting only a few years ago, Michael has already met with marked success, recently winning silver and bronze for two of his bars at TasteTV’s San Francisco International Chocolate Salon. Minée has also found its way onto the shelves of Sigona’s Farmers Markets in Palo Alto and Redwood City, the Willows Market in Menlo Park and Vino Locale in Palo Alto. Michael’s response to the accolades? He shrugs. “Cool. I’m gonna make some more chocolate now.”

A man of his word, Michael is releasing three new bars in 2025, including a “dark white chocolate” with maple and coconut sugar. “This one took me a little bit to figure out,” he admits.

Despite the successes, Michael wants to keep things grounded. “I’m not saying mine’s the best,” he insists. “If you ate a Snickers or Twix, and that was your bar when you were a kid … it’s gonna be the best chocolate you’ve ever had.” Who is he to compete with childhood nostalgia? But one thing’s for certain: it’s been a pretty sweet journey. “This is the life I choose,” Michael says. “And I choose it every day.”

Spill the Beans – teamminee.com

Perfect Shot: Into The Woods

Is there anything quite as poetic as the view from a coastal cliff? Photographer Jennifer Fraser shows us a beautifully brooding day at Fitzgerald Marine Reserve in Moss Beach. “Most of the visitors head for the tide pools to see anemones, starfish and the seals lazing on the nearby beach,” reflects Jennifer. “My favorite locale is the adjacent path up the cliffside, wandering among the cypress groves. The light in late afternoon is magical and a bit like a fairytale—Red Riding Hood might be around any corner.”

jenniferfraser.zenfolio.com

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Big Basin Reawakened

Words by Lotus Abrams

Arriving at Big Basin Redwoods State Park recently with my family in tow—our first visit to the park since the 2020 CZU Lightning Complex Fire engulfed the Santa Cruz Mountains in flames—I have to admit that I wasn’t sure what to expect. In just 24 hours, the wildfire blazed through 97% of the oldest state park in California, destroying 85 miles of trails and 100 structures, including the iconic 1930s-era campfire center and the 1911 Old Lodge, plus a brand-new nature museum that was set to open in 2021.

We’re here to meet our guide for the day, Garret Hammack, a planner with California State Parks’ Santa Cruz District. As we begin our walk, I can’t help but reminisce about how different the park looked when my husband and I took our daughters here before the fire, on one of their first camping trips. Today the majestic redwoods, some of which are over 2,000 years old, are missing their glorious crowns, their bark blackened by the fire. The Douglas firs did not survive the flames, and neither did the campsites. But despite the destruction, I start to notice that something remarkable is happening at Big Basin: The forest ecosystem is once again full of life.

SIGNS OF RENEWAL

The grasses and ferns are flourishing on the sunlit forest floor and in the meadows. My daughter spots a banana slug. Garret shares that bobcats, foxes, deer and birds are finding their way back to the park, and new and unusual species of fungi are appearing. Most remarkably, bushy, green new growth is sprouting from the charred redwoods. “The vast majority of the old growth redwood trees survived because they can sprout directly from the trunk or any of the branches, even when they’re completely burned,” Garret tells us.

Cover Photo Courtesy of: Max Whittaker - Save the Redwoods League /  Photo Courtesy of: Friends of Santa Cruz County State Parks

Scientists have long known that redwoods are well-adapted to fire, but the mechanism of their survival wasn’t fully understood. Big Basin offered researchers from Northern Arizona University the chance to study their seemingly miraculous recovery. “What they found is that, over their lifetime, these trees store a portion of the carbon that they take from the atmosphere through photosynthesis as a kind of insurance policy, so when something like this happens, they can tap into those reserves to form new needles,” says Ben Blom, director of stewardship and restoration at nonprofit Save the Redwoods League, which helped to fund the study. Those banked reserves give redwoods an incredible advantage over other forest flora because they can regrow much more quickly, he adds.

Hiking the park’s trails provides a unique opportunity to witness the forest’s resiliency up close. Start at Big Basin’s primary day use parking lot to find the easy, accessible half-mile Redwood Loop Trail, which meanders through some of the oldest and tallest trees in the park, including the Mother and Father of the Forest. Guided hikes on the trail are offered on weekends. Or, challenge yourself with one of the longer treks, like the four-mile Ocean View Summit Loop, which rewards visitors with ridgetop views of the Pacific.

Photo Courtesy of: Friends of Santa Cruz County State Parks

While many of Big Basin’s trails are still closed, restoration work is happening at a steady clip. A team of 50-plus state park staff and conservation crew members has been camping in the backcountry year-round since the fire, working to clear and reconstruct the 18,000-acre park’s network of trails.

At the park’s western coastal entrance, the new 684-square-foot Rancho del Oso Welcome Center opened last year, featuring interpretive exhibits and an observation deck with ocean views. Open trails here include the seasonal Marsh Trail, accessible from May through October, and the Hoover Trail that’s open year-round. While the campsites in the heart of Big Basin remain closed, a small interim campground at Rancho del Oso offers six places to pitch your tent.

WHAT’S AHEAD

Looking to the future, the Reimagining Big Basin initiative outlines a plan for rebuilding visitor facilities—just not in their original locations. “Early planners weren’t expecting to get a million visitors a year coming by car from Highway 280 and Highway 17,” Garret says. “The silver lining of the fire is that now we have an opportunity to redesign the park so that it can handle that kind of visitation while also lessening the impacts on the natural resources.”

Cover Photo Courtesy of: Max Whittaker - Save the Redwoods League

Experts say that as long as there have been redwoods at Big Basin, there have been fires, but a wildfire of the magnitude of the CZU Complex hadn’t been seen for hundreds of years. One reason is that advancements in wildfire suppression have led to a buildup of overgrowth, Garret says, leaving parks like Big Basin vulnerable to extreme fire events that are intensified by climate change.

Save the Redwoods League, California State Parks and a coalition of other partners are proposing a new forest stewardship plan that includes thinning and prescribed burning, techniques employed by the region’s indigenous people for thousands of years. Their hope is to help keep Big Basin’s redwood forests healthy in a warmer, drier climate. If it works, visitors will be able to appreciate the beauty of these ancient giants for generations to come.

Visiting Big Basin

Big Basin Redwoods State Park is open for limited day use. Parking reservations at the primary day use area are recommended ($6 per vehicle plus a $2 reservation fee, or $10 per vehicle without a reservation). No fees or reservations are required for day use at Rancho del Oso. Hop on a seasonal shuttle at the Saddle Mountain parking area, a pilot program that allows visitors to make a reservation and get a ride into the park, or take advantage of Santa Cruz Metro’s expanded seasonal bus route on weekends. Check parks.ca.gov/bigbasin for trail maps and updates.

Dockside Destination

Words by Elaine Wu

Every aspect of Hurrica Restaurant in Redwood City, from the aquatic color scheme to the marine-themed artwork, the beautifully designed decor to the fresh local ingredients on their seasonal menu, has been carefully crafted and curated. So it’s surprising to hear that co-owner MeeSun Boice considers herself an accidental restaurateur. “I think I take on challenges in my career because it’s kind of like soul-searching. You find out who you really are and what you’re capable of,” she reflects.

MeeSun’s willingness to face a challenge may stem from her childhood. She was adopted from an orphanage in South Korea when she was eight and transported to Kansas. “People used to call me names and threaten me,” she recalls. “I didn’t see another Asian face for 10 years. But you can choose whether you want to be a victim of it. I learned that if I wanted something, I had to go out and get it for myself.”

After climbing the financial corporate ladder, then switching to the world of tech, she realized she was putting in too many hours at the office without enough to show for it. “I thought to myself, ‘If I’m going to spend this much time working on something, I need to do it for myself,’” she says.

A self-proclaimed foodie, MeeSun reached out to chef and restauranteur Parke Ulrich, a friend who had already seen success with his eateries Epic Steak and Waterbar in San Francisco. “I saw how hard he worked and I dined regularly at his restaurants. So we decided to build something together,” she says. After opening Mersea on Treasure Island in 2018, MeeSun and Parke started looking for another water-centric locale to open their second restaurant. Despite its out-of-the-way location, she fell in love with Redwood City’s Westpoint Harbor and its stunning views.

“Hurrica is a hidden gem because people don’t even know this marina exists. But when you get here, you see the boats, the water—it’s a small escape from the rest of the world,” MeeSun explains. “If you’re going to build something, you might as well build it in a location you love coming to yourself.”

Executive chef and partner Justin Baade’s creativity is on full display at Hurrica, filling the menu with dishes that are expertly prepared, minus the pretentiousness. “Hurrica feels unique, whether it’s the food or the space,” he says. “I want the service and the food to be elevated but I don’t want fine dining. I want there to be value but still plenty of style. We want it to be elegant but still comfortable.”

As the former chef de cuisine at Waterbar, Justin certainly has a passion for working with seafood, but he’s careful not to brand Hurrica as a seafood restaurant. Everything from the popular slow-roasted pork chop to the whole roasted dorade fish—deboned at the table—responds well to the open kitchen’s live-fire cooking.

“The hearth is central to our menu,” Justin explains. “When you cook over a fire, it imparts a flavor that you can’t get any other way. There’s no substitute. I’m constantly thinking of ways to use the fire.”

There’s no doubt that Hurrica is a sophisticated dining destination, with its beautiful interior, deftly executed dishes and eye-catching jellyfish tank. But its true appeal is in its approachable menu and warm, easy vibe. “It’s not just a restaurant. You’re coming into our home,” MeeSun says proudly. “You’re coming to have an experience. We built this place so you can leave happier than when you came.”

harbor views – hurrica.restaurant

Hurrica's Shellfish Chowder

Serves 8

Ingredients
5 pounds fresh top neck or cherrystone clams
¼ cup white wine (sauvignon blanc is best)
6 cups clam juice
2 ounces unsalted butter
4 ounces bacon
½ cup small white onion, diced
¼ cup fennel bulbs, small dice
½ cup all-purpose flour
¼ cup celery, small dice
1 pound Yukon gold potatoes, peeled and medium dice
2 cups heavy cream
1 pound small shrimp
2 tablespoon minced chives 
Salt and pepper to taste

Wash and purge the clams in ice water. Leave them sitting in water for 10-15 minutes to remove any sand.

In a large pot, combine clams and white wine. Cover and cook over high heat for 2 minutes. Add clam juice and bring to a simmer. Remove clams from the pot as they open and let them cool. Strain the remaining liquid through a fine sieve to remove any bits of shell or sand and reserve.

In the same pot, melt butter. Add bacon and cook over low heat until the fat is rendered. Remove bacon and reserve.

Add the onion and fennel to the butter and bacon fat, and cook until soft. Add celery and flour, stirring to combine. Cook over low heat for 2 minutes, stirring frequently. Add potatoes and reserved liquid and bring to a simmer over low heat, stirring constantly.

Remove clam meat from shells and slice into large pieces. Once the chowder comes to a simmer, add the shrimp and heavy cream and cook until shrimp are done. Add in the reserved clams, and season with salt and pepper to taste.

Serve with a garnish of bacon and chives.

Landmark: Talking Heads

Words by Bob Siegel

If you’ve made the drive down University Avenue towards the Dumbarton Bridge in recent months, you probably noticed a giant modernist sculpture at the edge of an empty field. It looks a bit like liquid mercury with its shiny, silvery color, and fluid, rounded surfaces. Not only is the shape intriguing, but so is the apparent incongruity of the location. If you tried to capture an image of it, you might have found that the sculpture is more adept at capturing you, as its undulating surface acts like a funhouse mirror, reflecting you in myriad orientations and distortions. Composed of stainless steel and standing an imposing 18 feet high, it originally debuted at the Burning Man festival in Nevada in 2019, where it conjured up the image of a shimmering mirage in the desert. It’s called Talking Heads, and it’s the work of local artist Oleg Lobykin. Born in Russia, Oleg lives in East Palo Alto—so the sculpture found a fitting temporary home. If you’re wondering why it’s gone missing in 2025, Oleg says Talking Heads recently found a new home in San Francisco at Patricia’s Green Park. A highly creative sculptor and stone craftsman, Oleg is also responsible for the statues of Benjamin Franklin and Johannes Gutenberg that adorn the front of the Stanford University Quad. That’s not Oleg’s only contribution to the Quad. He’s also involved in the ongoing restoration of its sandstone architecture. People are likely to have their own interpretations of Talking Heads. This intriguing landmark awaits yours.

Hillside Sanctuary

Words by Lotus Abrams

Perched in Portola Valley, overlooking undulating hills peppered with California oaks, is “Hillside Sanctuary,” a spacious and gracious home with a very local interior designer. For Lisa Staprans, principal founder and creative director of Portola Valley-based Lisa Staprans Designs, it represents so much more than just another completed project. Her work on this home inspired a talk she gave at the INK Conference in Jaipur, India, as well as her book, The Soul of Design, which was published last year. “This house became a catalyst for how you bring soul into a space, which became my foundational way of looking at design moving forward,” recalls Lisa, whose career spans more than three decades.

Designed by architect Bob Stoecker of Stoecker + Northway Architects and built from the ground up in 2011 by general contractor Marrone & Marrone, the 6,500-square-foot home belongs to a local couple she’s known for years. “We raised our kids together,” explains Lisa. After accompanying a group of women on a transformative trip to India that included the wife, the couple asked Lisa if she would design the interior spaces of the dream house they were building.

“The prime directive was to create an environment where they could recharge and rejuvenate and then go back out and be their best selves in the world,” says Lisa, whose husband and partner, Armin Staprans, also collaborated on the project. “There was also a lot of programming needed to make the house work for different purposes. They finished raising their family there, and it’s also a place for gathering.”

The calming interior design begins with the color and material palette—all chosen with intention to bring the outside in. The walls are clad in a warm, muted shade of Venetian plaster that evokes the golden-hued grasses of the surrounding hills. Clear cedar ceilings that extend from indoors to the underside of the exterior eaves, along with custom mahogany millwork and floors, are inspired by the tree canopy. Cast bronze features prominently in the home, as does stone, which is used on the exterior of the house, integrated into the landscaping and incorporated indoors, where it grounds the fireplace in the step-down formal living room. “There’s a real sense of vastness when you look out the windows through the trees, but also a feeling of intimacy and cohesion because of the continuity in colors and materials,” Lisa describes.


Decisions surrounding circulation—the way in which its inhabitants move around the house—were likewise purposeful. The anchor of the home is the kitchen, which can be accessed from three different points and manages to feel both distinct from and connected to the home’s other public spaces. At the center of the kitchen is the range, sheltered by a cast-bronze hood and backed by an integrated mahogany counter-height table that invites a moment of reflection in a space often defined by activity.

Designed to mimic the shape of the hills outside, a cast glass element atop a low wall separates the kitchen from the family room—which feels cozy despite the scale of the space, thanks to the fireplace, curved couch and built-in bookcase—while still allowing interaction. Windows above the kitchen cabinets open to the hallway, and the dining room features a large interior window with cast glass and mahogany pocket doors that can be closed when needed. “You feel like you’re always connected to the bigger part of the home, yet you always have a sense of being in a separate space,” Lisa says.

The private rooms of the home are thoughtfully designed with relaxation in mind. A cabinet in the primary bedroom, made by a local San Francisco artist, hides the TV from view when not in use, while the primary bathroom is outfitted with a jetted soaking tub, purple quartzite surfaces and cast glass lighting. Motorized top-down, bottom-up shades in both rooms provide privacy while still showcasing the view. Additional rooms include the kids’ bedrooms, an exercise room and a guest suite.

Throughout the house, Lisa embellished the rooms with furnishings that are meant to be timeless rather than trendy, and included many art pieces and antiques from Asia and Africa, adding a meaningful touch to the design. “Each object has its own story and soul, and then it layers into the bigger picture of the room,” Lisa says. Sheer window treatments in the public spaces softly filter the abundant natural light entering the house through its many wood-framed windows.

Outside, the terraced spaces include an outdoor kitchen; covered dining deck; multiple seating areas, including a firepit area; and a pool deck. Landscape designer Willie Lang integrated several water features into the natural, organic landscaping, so the sound of trickling water can be heard inside the home when the doors and windows are open.

When the project was finished, Lisa had Alex Stark, a feng shui and Native American geomancy practitioner, perform a blessing ritual at the house, and the original group of women from the trip to India gathered at the home for a dinner. It was then that Lisa realized this hillside sanctuary was more than just a house; it had a soul. “This home is a great example of how a project can be not only timeless, but also transformative and truly embody the essence of what a soul is,” she says. “It celebrates the view, it celebrates nature, it provides moments of pause—you have all of these elements that represent the joy of what it is to be human.”

spirited spaces – stapransdesign.com

Essay: Storage Wars

Words by Sloane Citron

As my parents passed, my siblings and I took items that we either wanted for our homes (or our children’s homes) or that had sentimental meaning. When you have seen a piece of furniture or art all of your life, it’s hard to let go of it. Maybe harder, actually, since there’s also the connection to your father or mother.

My sister Shelley is more disciplined than my brother, Dan, and me. She knows exactly what she wants (usually a high-quality item) and exactly where she is going to put it. She is not a saver, and if she takes something down from her home (a painting, for example), she first offers it to Dan or me. Her sentimentality level is significantly below my brother’s and mine.

When my mother died several years ago (after my father), the deal was that if you wanted any of her furniture, you would be responsible for getting it to your home from Houston. I opted for the expensive route of sending the furniture, around eight large pieces, to my son Josh’s home, because he had an empty garage. And it was then that I made my first unsatisfactory effort to have my children take what I considered to be wonderful things.

I believe that one small chair, taken by my daughter Arielle, was the only piece that left the garage. So, the stuff sat there, as stuff does. A year later, Josh informed me that they were going to turn their garage (an exceptionally large one) into a one-bedroom ADU. I knew the day of reckoning had arrived.

Again, I appealed to my kids to take these fantastic pieces and again, I was unable to move any of the stuff. At that point, I had no real options, so I hired a man and a truck and sent most of the furniture to Habitat for Humanity. There were four pieces—three small cabinets and a love seat—that I just couldn’t give away, so I kept them in hopes that one day they might find a place in my own home.

I found a storage unit nearby in Menlo Park and also moved the hard top of my vintage sports car there, along with some other items. My daughter Arielle had a collection of her own things for her interior design company, and she used the storage space as well.

The storage unit became this forgotten black hole where things went in but never came out. The only reminder was the monthly bill that showed up on my credit card. I tried to avert my eyes each month when the statement came, knowing that this was exactly what the storage company wanted me to do—pay the bill and forget about the stuff.

Once in a great while, Arielle would want to look for something (“Did we put that oriental rug that used to be in the dining room into the storage unit—I think I might want to try it.”) and we would drive over, figure out how to get into it and then look blindly into the cavernous space to see what we could see, which was not much. They don’t put lights in these units for a reason: you rummage around a bit and can’t see anything, so you give up and leave.
Several months ago, following the trend of businesses today, whether warranted or not, the storage company sent me a letter stating that the rates were going up substantially. I knew that seeing an even larger number on my credit card statement would make me nuts, so I knew I had to do something.

I looked at rates around our area and then discussed the situation with the staff at my current location. I decided that it would be much easier to take a very small unit and stay put. Arielle and I went over and pulled everything out of the unit and created piles of “keep, donate, toss.” We had a guy with a truck meet us there and we gave him all the donate and toss items and happily watched him drive away.

It did not look possible for us to get the remaining items (including my furniture and the hard top) into the small space, but the secret was going up, so we did our best to balance the items on each other, knowing that an earthquake might send them tumbling. But we finally got the job done and quickly spirited away like thieves in the night, before we could hear a loud crash.

Here’s the deal: your kids probably don’t want their grandmother’s (or yours, for that matter) stuff. You assume that they will want it, but don’t fall into that trap. Today, I don’t even remember the great things I brought all the way across the country, only to end up giving them away. You, too, will forget. And in 10 years, when one of your kids finally asks about a particular chair or cabinet, you can just pull out your phone and show them a picture of it.

Hollywood Comes to The Peninsula

Words by Johanna Harlow

San Francisco has a reputation for attracting some real characters. The City by the Bay has long been a favorite filming location. Remember when Scottie from Vertigo visits the graveyard at Mission Dolores and Eddie from Venom battles it out in the Tenderloin’s alleys? Or The Maltese Falcon’s Sam Spade witnessing a boat go up in flames over at the Ferry Building? And who isn’t familiar with the Fuller House family’s home in the row of Victorians known as the Painted Ladies? But it doesn’t take a trip to SF to find filming locations close to home. We have our fair share of scenic cinema-scapes right here on the Peninsula.

Our region’s stately mansions have been the settings for outlandish parties, while our sweeping natural landscapes have also graced the big screen. Classrooms and courtrooms, bridges and bluffs, these Peninsula places can’t help but capture the imagination. “We have everything,” says SF Peninsula’s film commissioner Cam Newton. “We have vast open spaces. We have mountains. We have what look like deserts. We have quaint downtowns. Every setting that you could possibly hope for in a movie is all within a half-hour drive.”

You may have stood in the same places where Robin Williams, Brendan Fraser, Jennifer Lopez and Zac Efron delivered iconic lines. You may even have attended school where Michelle Pfeiffer played an inspirational teacher. Check out the scene at these cinematic settings.

Cover Photo Courtesy of: Mike James / Interior Photo: Jeff Bartee

George of the Jungle Swings by Filoli

Pick a genre, any genre, and there’s probably a film that features Filoli. Fantasy, action, rom-com, drama, soap opera, thriller, musical—they’ve all been shot on its grounds. Is it any wonder? Those who have wandered the historic estate’s idyllic gardens and admired its ambitious architecture understand its magic. You’ll spot an aerial view of Filoli’s mansion and clocktower in the opening credits of every episode of the iconic 1980s soap opera Dynasty, and glimpse the estate’s gravel driveway during an unsettling scene in The Game, a thriller starring Michael Douglas.

Filoli’s ballroom, covered in murals and etched in ornate gold trim, has long drawn filmmakers. It’s been the site of a seductive dance during a pre-war Shanghai flashback in The Joy Luck Club and where Joanne and Maureen of Rent belt out the song “Take Me or Leave Me.” In George of the Jungle, everyone’s favorite ape man horrifies high society when he piles food from the buffet onto a serving tray lid he’s turned into a makeshift plate, then tucks a banana into his tux. This luxurious hall is also Joe’s home gym in Heaven Can Wait, a harp positioned right beside a rack of weights.

Photo Courtesy of: Brandon Price

High School Musical Sings at Stanford

Remember the plucky cast of High School Musical? As the theater kids and athletes ponder where to attend university in the trilogy’s final film, Vanessa Hudgens’ character chooses Stanford. As she settles into college life, we see her walking the courtyard behind Wallenberg Hall. She and Zac Efron also share a sweet song and dance in the Papua New Guinea Garden—right after he stares deeply into her eyes and murmurs, “My prom is wherever you are.” Ah, young love.

A university known for its advancements in the sciences, Stanford also has a cameo in multiple episodes of the long-running TV show Myth Busters. Hosts Adam and Jamie tested out the college’s driving simulator at the Volkswagen Automotive Innovation Lab for an experiment on driving with hands-free devices, tried out a mass spectrometer in an episode on germs and recruited the rowing team at the Stanford Rowing and Sailing Center to attempt the theoretical and outlandish sport of “row-skiing” (waterskiing behind a row boat). Bill Nye the Science Guy also filmed on campus, meeting with biologist and professor Chris R. Somerville to explore “Pollution Solutions.”

Photo Courtesy of: Don Debold

A Fishing Village Comes to Fitzgerald Marine Reserve

Did you know the Fitzgerald Marine Reserve served as a Shōwa period Japanese fishing village in 2016? For the movie adaptation of bestseller Memoirs of a Geisha, a film crew constructed a small hut along the bluffs of Moss Beach. Over two days, they shot the movie’s somber opening scene, establishing our heroine Chiyo’s impoverished childhood and the betrayal that sets her story in motion. Beyond that stormy ocean overlook, you’ll also recognize the cypress grove where a cart rattles along uneven ground. The film also shot verdant scenes at nearby Hakone Gardens in Saratoga and the Japanese Tea Garden at San Francisco’s Golden Gate Park.

Photo Courtesy of: Dennis Jarvis

Flubber Bounces Around Kohl Mansion

Over the years, Burlingame’s Kohl Mansion has been the site of a few ghost stories—so is it really a leap to imagine sentient green goo bouncing off its walls? Flubber, starring Robin Williams as a scatterbrained inventor, used the mansion for exterior shots of the fictional Medfield College. But it’s not just an educational institute in this comedy—it’s home to Mercy Burlingame, an all-girls private high school since 1931.

No stranger to show business, Kohl Mansion was memorialized in film long before “the talkies,” serving as a key set on the silent 1921 film Little Lord Fauntleroy. Considering that the mansion once belonged to Frederick Kohl, heir to the Alaska Commercial Company, this locale seems a particularly fitting one for the story of a poor little rich boy.

Photo Courtesy of: Robb Most

The Escape to Witch Mountain Kids Enter Coleman Mansion

The Italianate Coleman Mansion might be held in esteem by historians and architects, but to the kids in Escape to Witch Mountain, it’s another jungle gym. In this 1975 Disney film, the first glimpse the audience gets of the manor-turned-orphanage is of youngsters shimmying up its Corinthian columns and sliding down the handrail flanking the front steps. In the real world, the Menlo Park estate was converted into a private school, not an orphanage—and some of its lucky students played extras in the film. You’ll spot a number of Peninsula School kids chasing each other around in the background while the camera follows Tony and Tia, a young psychic and telekinetic. The field trip to the cinema was shot nearby at the Fine Arts Theatre on California Avenue. It stopped showing screenings long ago—serving as an oriental rug shop, then ZombieRunner, the beloved cafe and running store—but you’ll still find the original marquee above the entry.

Photo Courtesy of: Robb Most

Harold & Maude Put Pedal to the Metal across Dumbarton Bridge

Harold and Maude are certainly one of the Bay Area’s odder film couples. In this cult classic, a death-obsessed young man who drives a hearse and has a habit of staging melodramatic fake suicides goes on wild escapades all around the Peninsula with his 79-year-old car thief of a girlfriend. Their misadventures take them from St. Thomas Aquinas Church in Palo Alto (where the couple first meet) to Marshall Street in Redwood City (where Maude “liberates” a street tree with the intention of transplanting it in the forest) to the old Dumbarton Bridge (where Maude peels off, a motorcycle cop in hot pursuit).

There’s more. Hillsborough’s Rosecourt Mansion along leafy Eucalyptus Avenue acts as Harold’s family home. In real life, the private residence belonged to George T. Cameron, publisher of the San Francisco Chronicle. And let’s not forget the scene at Mori Point, a picturesque spot in Pacifica where a car careens wildly off the cliffs.

Photo Courtesy of: Robb Most

The Wedding Planner Comes to Crystal Springs Reservoir

What better place for a wedding than Woodside? In Jennifer Lopez’s film The Wedding Planner, an idyllic scene takes viewers for a car ride along Crystal Springs Reservoir. As the camera catches fluffy clouds above that shimmering expanse of water, it reminds us that it might be time for another leisurely drive along Highway 35. Bay Area moviegoers will also recognize one of the places the bride-to-be checks out as a possible venue. It’s Filoli again, its grounds flush with springtime daffodils, tulips and flowering trees.

Photo Courtesy of: Robb Most

Dangerous Minds go to Class at San Mateo High School

Time to hit the books. Both San Mateo and Burlingame high schools were used for filming in the drama Dangerous Minds. Based on a memoir, the story relays the experiences of LouAnne Johnson, a U.S. Marine who became a teacher at Carlmont High School, a Belmont institute with a rough reputation back in the ‘80s. LouAnne must have been over the moon when she found out she’d be played by Michelle Pfeiffer.

Photo Courtesy of: Jerry Pierce

Bicentennial Man explores oracle

Can you really have too much Robin Williams? We think not. Bicentennial Man, the tale of a housekeeping robot who gains consciousness and learns what it means to be human, seems a fitting story for Silicon Valley. When the robot and his custodian pay a visit to NorthAm Robotics, they are actually outside Oracle Corporation in Redwood City. As the two of them share a heart-to-heart, the tech company’s impressive blue glass office towers gleam in the distance. Only a 20-minute drive down the road is the Martin family home. Their charming ivy-covered English manor house with wave-course shingles is the main house of the Fleishhacker family’s 74-acre Green Gables Estate in Woodside.

Photo Courtesy of: Hakan Dahlstrom

Mrs. Doubtfire visits San Mateo County History Museum

Raring for more Robin Williams? Mrs. Doubtfire may have mostly filmed in San Francisco, but Redwood City’s San Mateo County History Museum also featured in this beloved family film. Before it became a museum, this stately building with its stained-glass dome and stone eagles served as the old County Courthouse. You can still step into a fully furnished courtroom upstairs and imagine Robin Williams pleading his case with the judge. While you’re there, don’t forget to check out the museum’s exhibit on lawmakers and breakers with displays of sheriff’s badges and a pair of dueling pistols.

Magical Morro Bay

Rolling into Morro Bay shortly before sunset, we get our first glimpse of the lively harbor. Squadrons of pelicans swoop along the shore and boisterous sea lions bark on a floating dock. Strolling out to a small viewing pier, we take in the scene. A novice sailor in a two-man boat struggles with the sails, an animated group floats by on a party boat and a group of kayakers skims silently through the placid water. Nearby, a sleek sea otter floats on its back. Breaking a shell with a rock and gulping down the critter inside, it executes a neat barrel roll and dives in search of more tasty morsels. We got into town 10 minutes ago and already we’re entranced.

One of a string of Central California beach towns in San Luis Obispo County, Morro Bay’s laid-back, small-town charm might be best experienced during the off-season. While summertime vacationers can crowd the stretch of shops, eateries and small hotels along the Embarcadero, on a warm winter day there’s plenty of activity but also plenty of elbow room. The scenic harbor, bookended by Morro Rock on one side and a meandering estuary on the other, is so full of life that it’s hard to look away. Thanks to the long wooden walkway punctuated by benches and piers that overlook it, you seldom have to.

Cover Photo: Courtesy of Visit Moro Bay

Our spotless second-floor room at the boutique Anderson Inn boasts beachy chic decor and two balconies, one with a view of the harbor and another with a table and chairs overlooking the sidewalks of the Embarcadero. We grab binoculars from the desk and zero in on the dizzying array of sea birds and water fowl, spotting even more otters bobbing in the bay.

EXPLORE

While the view from the shore is lovely, we aim to experience Morro Bay from the water with a kayaking and hiking tour led by the vivacious Mandy Davidson of Wildheart Coastal Adventures. The affable expert on local flora and fauna is a longtime resident who fields all our questions with ease. We start out with a short, steep hike to a rocky promontory for an overview of the entire estuary, from harbor to wetlands.

Photography Courtesy of: Visit Slo Cal

Back at the harbor, a dockside kayaking lesson builds our confidence. Paddling out in a tandem kayak behind Mandy’s is like the difference between watching a wildlife documentary and going on a safari. Instead of observers, we’re part of this watery world. We spy a huge osprey perched atop a sailboat’s mast and lanky egrets and herons stalking prey on a sandbar. We pass through schools of tiny silvery fish, their bodies shimmering in the sunlight, and close in on that big group of noisy sea lions. From the kayak, we see that they’re packed in so tightly, the dock has sunk down to the waterline. If one more blubbery fellow tries to join them, they’ll all end up underwater.

The sheer range of wildlife in the harbor is breathtaking, but frankly, it’s hard to stop watching all the furry little otters. In almost every direction, we spy one tending to her sleek pup. We pull up our paddles to watch as one of the bigger otter pups tentatively swims away from mom and ducks its head under the water, its chubby rump still bobbing on the surface. “This phase, where they’re dog-paddling and learning to dive, it only lasts a couple of days,” Mandy marvels, adding that she’s never seen as many baby otters as she has this winter.

Photography Courtesy of: Visit Morro Bay

If wielding a paddle isn’t your idea of fun, other options include hopping aboard a boat for a tour with family-owned Morro Bay Whale Watching and Sub Sea Adventures or renting an electric pontoon boat that seats up to 10 people from Estero Adventures.

Morro Bay and the surrounding area also offer plenty to do on dry land. Serious birders will want to visit the Heron Rookery Natural Preserve in Morro Bay State Park, where snowy egrets, great blue herons and other impressive birds raise their young. Hikers can head two miles south of the city of Morro Bay to Los Osos Elfin Forest, which offers boardwalk and sand trails. If surfing and sunbathing is more your style, check out Morro Rock Beach’s six-mile stretch of sand.

Anderson Inn Photo: Courtesy Anderson Inn - Adam Smth Photography

Morro Bay’s harbor and historic downtown are compact and walkable if shopping and strolling is your idea of a relaxing weekend. Check out Coalesce Bookstore, which has been selling new and used books for over 50 years. The nearby Art Center Morro Bay is one of the Central Coast’s largest venues, exhibiting fine art by local artists. On Saturday afternoons, the weekly Morro Bay Farmers Market is a great place for browsing local produce, crafts, olive oil and prepared foods while enjoying live music.

SAVOR

Like most seaside towns, you’ll find fish and chips and clam chowder on a lot of menus. Most of Morro Bay’s harbor view restaurants specialize in seafood, but at Tognazzini’s Dockside, the owner just might be the one who brought in the catch of the day. Morro Bay native Mark Tognazzini is a commercial fisherman, and if he didn’t catch your fish, he can almost certainly tell you which local fisherman did. His boat, the Bonnie Marietta, is the star of the town’s annual Lighted Boat Parade in December. This past holiday season, he spent three full days decking her out in over 26,000 LED lights.

The Galley, attached to the Anderson Inn, offers top-notch seafood “served naked,” with sauces on the side (the better to appreciate its freshness), along with produce from the chef’s family farm. For more casual dining, settle into a booth and enjoy friendly service and delicious seared ahi fish tacos at Rose’s Landing Bar and Grill. Walk-up fish markets like Lil Harbor Hut and Giovanni’s Take-Out Express let you enjoy your fish and chips on the go, while Dorn’s Breakers Cafe is a local favorite for brunch. For a pick-me-up, walk a few blocks from the harbor to Scout Coffee and try a cup of the pour-over Ethiopian with one of their savory scones made in-house daily.

All too soon, the weekend is over and it’s time to head back to the Peninsula. The three-and-a-half hour drive north offers plenty of time to chart the next trip to Morro Bay. “Our best weather is in the off-season,” Mandy advises us. “Spring can be windy, but in between storms is the best weather.” Sounds like a plan.

coastal charm – morrobay.org

Diary of a Dog: Romeo

I’m Romeo, and while I may be named after Shakespeare’s star-crossed lover, my life in Menlo Park is anything but tragic. This labradoodle’s got a very good thing going with Carolyn and her three kids, Maxwell, Madeline and Curtis, who brought me home on Valentine’s Day 10 years ago. We go on frequent trips to Town & Country and Stanford shopping centers, where I collect goodies from all the businesses. Sunny days often find us at the beach in Half Moon Bay, where I like to bury balls in the sand to dig up and play with later. And in the evenings, we go visit my favorite dogs and their treat-sharing humans at La Entrada School. I haven’t romanced any Capulets but I’m a little like my namesake in some ways—I love giving kisses! I just can’t get enough petting and snuggling, and I hate to sleep alone. I have so much love to give that Carolyn signed me up with Furry Friends as a trained therapy dog. You might find me at local schools during finals week, helping stressed-out students relax, or hanging out with residents at the Vi’s skilled nursing center and the Ronald McDonald House. If ol’ Will had only had an affectionate dog like me, maybe he would have been inspired to write Romeo and Juliet a happier ending.

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Q&A: Jeff Clark

Half Moon Bay’s famous big-wave surfer and co-founder of the Mavericks Surf Contest spills about daring feats, close calls and being in tune with the ocean.

How would you describe Mavericks?
Mavericks is a surf spot, located a half-mile out, off Pillar Point in Half Moon Bay. The reef structure underwater shapes large ocean swells into a very large, rideable wave. Mavericks is known throughout the world as one of the biggest surfable waves on the planet.

Tell us about the first time you surfed there?
On that winter day in 1975, I caught five waves. After the first successful attempt, all I could think was, “I want another one of those!”

What was a close call you’ve had at Mavericks?
In 2004, there was a giant swell. I was pulled into a monster only to find out that there was no way I could make it. I turned up the face of the wave and punched through the roof and out the back. My tow partner and driver missed the pickup and a 60-foot wave caught all of us … One of the worst situations I’ve ever been in.

Any advice you’d give to novice surfers?
Start small and work your way up in wave size in a very calculated way. Just remember that one man’s ceiling is another man’s floor.

What was your first job and what did you learn from it?
At nine years old, I was scraping floor tiles in a commercial building remodel in Oakland, and I got a dollar a day. I learned how to work, and I learned it was something that I didn’t want to do for the rest of my life.

How do you make your living these days?
I started shaping surfboards in my early teens, and now I build and design my own line of surfboards. They are all made specific to whatever is needed for the water conditions and tailored to the rider.

What can you tell us about your experience as a camera boat driver for Chasing Mavericks?
It’s a film about Jay Moriarty, whom I helped teach how to surf Mavericks. I am not sure that anyone else could do the job they were asking. I was able to put that boat in places that many thought were impossible because I know Mavericks like the back of my hand.

How do you get the confidence to take on such big waves?
When people run from the ocean is when I am interested in going in it. Being in the moment, with a power that is constantly trying to kill you, is key to your survival. Being so immersed in the ocean that you become a part of it. Feeling every small movement and all the nuances and energy. I pray before I go in.

Growing up, what was your favorite book?
Jonathan Livingston Seagull. The only limits are the ones you create.

Star Struck

Words by Jennifer Jory

Andrew Fraknoi is a man on a mission—a space mission, that is. For decades, he’s inspired and educated both students and the public on the wonders of astronomy, from Foothill and Cañada colleges to San Francisco State University. “This is the golden age of astronomy,” Andrew declares. From radio stations and local TV to The Today Show, he’s become the Bay Area’s go-to astronomer for explaining celestial phenomena in down-to-earth terms. “My focus right now is to interpret the complex and abstract things we are learning about the universe so that people can understand them,” he says.

Born in Hungary, Andrew and his family fled during the 1956 revolution against communist rule, and ended up in an Austrian refugee camp. From there, they ultimately made their way to New York. “I didn’t speak a word of English,” Andrew recalls. “My mother had the idea of using comic books to teach English to me, and I particularly loved space comics.” He soon graduated to science fiction, and when it came time to choose what to study in college, astronomy was his first choice. “Eventually, I realized I could do space stuff for a living,” he beams.

Andrew’s excitement builds as he discusses the latest astronomical discoveries. “It looks like Star Trek was right,” he says with a smile. “There really are planets around other stars.” In 1995, the common perception was that there were just a few planets outside of our own solar system, Andrew explains. “Now we know there are other suns and 5,000 planets orbiting those suns or stars.” Recent breakthroughs and advances in astronomy are thanks to the James Webb Space Telescope.

“This is the biggest telescope we have ever had in space, allowing us to look back to the beginning of time,” he marvels. While light travels swiftly, the incredible distances mean that the images show galaxies as they appeared a very long time ago. “We are now seeing things 13.4 billion years old that are very close to the big bang,” Andrew adds, referring to the theory of the universe’s origin 13.8 billion years ago. “The earliest galaxies and structures are so far away and so long ago, they are amazing.”

Educated at Harvard University and UC Berkeley, Andrew’s career as an astronomer took off in 1978 when he was hired as the executive director of the Astronomical Society of the Pacific. Fourteen years later, working 80 hours a week at his job and newly married to his wife Lola, he realized the pace was unsustainable. In search of a less intense job, he applied for a teaching position at Foothill College in Los Altos Hills, where he was quickly hired and began a new devotion to teaching about space full time. “It was a very good fit,” he notes. “They have a lovely observatory run by a group of astronomy hobbyists and it was a job where I could have a life. I was there for 25 years and we grew the program significantly.”

Andrew also taught at Cañada College in Woodside, where the enthusiastic public affairs officer connected him with KGO radio. He soon became a regular, and could also be found sharing his astronomical insights on KQED TV. “I was a cheap imitation of Carl Sagan,” Andrew says humbly. The scientific community thought otherwise and the International Astronomical Union recognized his achievements by naming Asteroid 4859 “Asteroid Fraknoi.”

While teaching at Foothill, Andrew saw an opportunity to make astronomy education more widely available by creating a lecture series in the college’s 950-seat theater. Called Silicon Valley Astronomy Lectures, it featured Nobel Prize winners and best-selling authors. NASA took an interest in the program and offered to sponsor it. “Foothill College administrators were so enthusiastic they allowed us to use the theater for free,” Andrew recounts. Soon Andrew began making the scientific talks available on YouTube so that anyone interested in space could hear from experts. “These nerdy lectures have received 4.1 million views,” he grins. “The astronomer Alex Filippenko’s videos explain the James Webb telescope, and it is like watching Columbus get his ships ready.”

Andrew’s other focus centers on the search for life on other planets, which he pursues enthusiastically as a board member of the non-profit SETI Institute, headquartered in Mountain View. “This is the most exciting unsolved mystery in the universe,” he says. “Before I die, I would love to find out if there are other life-forms out there with whom we might talk about philosophy.  Being involved with the search for life has been a gratifying part of my career.” He also wants to set the record straight when it comes to unidentified flying objects. “There is not a shred of evidence that UFOs are alien space ships.”

In the search for intelligent life on other planets, Andrew cites Artificial Intelligence as a game-changing technology when it comes to listening for messages. “You have to look through many stars, through many channels, over a long period of time,” he describes. “With AI, computers and telescopes can work together, while the astronomer sleeps. AI can search for pattern recognition, which is key to searching for messages from space.”

Andrew’s passion to teach the marvels of the universe keeps him on the lecture circuit promoting space education for all. He currently teaches at San Francisco State University’s Osher Lifelong Learning Institute and offers classes like “If There Are Planets Everywhere, Where Are the Aliens?” and one on simplifying the theory of relativity without math called “Einstein Without Tears.” His commitment to communicating scientific concepts in layman’s terms has culminated in his free, online astronomy textbook that has become the most widely used volume on the subject.

Andrew doesn’t just write textbooks, he’s also tried his hand at science fiction. His childhood passion for the genre of the fantastic and intergalactic is still burning bright all these years later. “I have been keeping a notebook of ideas for decades,” he confesses. Despite what he calls “rejection slips from all over,” eight of his sci-fi stories have been published. Andrew now pays it forward to the next generation of future astronomers by writing the kinds of stories that captured his imagination as a young immigrant—a little inspiration for anyone else who wants to reach for the stars.

Editor’s note: This story corrects errors that appeared in the February 2025 print edition.

Essay: Vacation Uplift

Words by Sloane Citron

Recently, as we have for the past decade, my family made a holiday trip to San José del Cabo, Mexico. I’m lucky to have three daughters who take care of each and every detail, from my plane ticket to meals to resort reservations. At the airport check-in, I’m like a 10-year-old boy, raising my hand when the airline counter agent calls out my name, with my passport in hand.

It took some time for me to accept my non-leadership role on these trips since that burden was mine for many decades. But what a joy to simply show up. I used to care about making decisions, but that bravado has long been silenced.

There are 16 of us, our immediate family, with seven little kids ages six and under (and two more on their way) and the fewer opinions put forth, the better. Though I might desperately want to go to a certain restaurant in downtown Cabo, I keep my mouth shut. And when the bickering starts, I walk away. I just don’t have the patience for it anymore. My children seem to do just fine without my opinions.

We always go to the same place, a name that my brain simply refuses to remember, but is one of a multitude of lovely resorts on the water, with multiple swimming pools, several restaurants and hundreds of beach cabanas facing the ocean. Whoever gets up earliest goes down to commandeer enough space for our family.

On this trip, like others, once we are comfortably ensconced in our cabanas and looking out at the ocean, one of the more difficult challenges of the trip stares me in the face: men and women—outside of the resort’s boundaries—trying to sell us something. This year, the selection included horses to ride, tropical wide-brimmed hats, jewelry, 10 feet away more tropical wide-brimmed hats, hair-braiding, bracelets, NFL-painted mini surfboards, shirts, ponchos and massages.

These earnest people are working hard and long hours, and they’re almost certainly not getting the support available in the United States if you are low-income. What they make is likely what they eat. I feel for these men and women as I lounge in my luxurious beachfront resort cabana. I sit there hoping for fellow resort guests to go over and buy something from them.
I’m optimistic when a woman draped in a wrap approaches one of the hat guys, and I’m thrilled when I see that she actually buys one. But then I feel bad for the other guy selling the exact same hats and I think to myself that he should try selling sunglasses. And so, some of my vacation is spent watching to see how these peddlers do.

Besides partaking in this rather useless activity, several times a day I take some of the little kids hunting for shells. We find plenty. I don’t think any of them ever make it home, but it’s the search that makes this fun. One day, as we are walking toward the ocean, we see a man gathering just-hatched turtles. This is a grand highlight. We slowly walk alongside two of the hatchlings working their way toward the ocean and don’t stop urging them on until the little guys finally make it into the surf.

We spend a good amount of time and energy finding and eating food. Sixteen of us times three meals a day is 48 meals a day. It adds up, but between the grocery store, the resort restaurants and a few dining trips to the OUTSIDE, no one complains. Waiters traverse the sand to our cabanas and bring us drinks, french fries (tons of french fries), so many fish tacos that I start to hate them, kids’ meals and so on. We stay satiated and are full before every regular meal.

Much of our time on this trip was spent in the various bodies of water since several of the little grandkids can now swim. The pattern goes something like this: pool 1; jacuzzi; pool 2; jacuzzi; kiddie pool (and its slide!); back to pool 1; beach chairs. Repeat until the kids are worn out, which is never.

Finally, to my delight, my kids went on several buying sprees at our oceanside tiendas. The grandkids went on the 10-minute horse rides; several bracelets were bought; granddaughters got their hair braided; and a few of the mini-surfboards were purchased just to quiet down the boys. As for the vendors who missed out on our largesse, I took some cash to them before we left and wished them a Feliz Navidad. Hopefully, it brought them some holiday cheer; I know it brought me some.

The Scenic Route

Words by Jennifer Jory

When it comes to watercolors, new art needs to be nurtured. “With this medium, it’s challenging and there is no undo button,” explains Belmont artist Bruce Washburn, who brings Peninsula and coastal landscapes to life with his precise brushstrokes. “I have to think ahead and plan the work. You have to let watercolors dry while in process and it forces you to take time to consider your options.” He adds with a smile, “I should do this more in life—wait for things to dry, and pause.”

Through his art, Bruce brings brilliant landscapes right to our doorstep. “We get to live in such a magical place,” he marvels. From San Mateo County to Yosemite and beyond, Bruce paints with a realistic and detailed style uncharacteristic of many watercolor artists. “I want to be a witness to history and I am painting natural sites that might be under pressure,” he says.


Bruce records Bay Area treasures in his growing collection of local scenes. Recently, his work caught the attention of the San Mateo County Parks Foundation, which commissioned him and two other artists to create a commemorative poster for its 25th anniversary and the 100th anniversary of the county park system. Bruce’s poster features Redwood City’s Edgewood Park and draws viewers into an idyllic scene of native lupine, poppies, butterflies and deer. Bruce generously employs rich colors to illuminate the trails, flora and fauna from every season in a single composition. “This is a key location for me on the Peninsula,” confides Bruce. “My routine was to come home from work and go running in Edgewood Park.”


Coastal sites that capture Bruce’s imagination include Pigeon Point Lighthouse in Pescadero and a 19th-century stagecoach stop in San Gregorio that, according to oral history, served as a roadhouse and music venue in the 1930s and ‘40s. “It captivates me,” he says. “I am drawn to structures that might deserve some more recognition.” Bruce also paints scenes from Big Basin National Park, Stage Road near Pescadero and Red’s Coffee House in San Francisco, to name a few. “I want to honor the places that are significant to all of us who live here and to the people who inhabited these places before,” he says.

As a student at UCLA, Bruce majored in atmospheric physics. But his artistic side prevailed over the sciences and he transferred to Humboldt State University, where he earned a fine arts degree with an emphasis in painting. “I realized I had to give the arts a serious try and see how far I could go with it,” he says. From Humboldt’s instructors, who were often working artists, he learned the lifestyle compromises he would need to make as a painter and pivoted to a career in library systems and then technology. “As a software engineer, you have all kinds of tools to measure your work, and they are mostly objective,” he reasons. “With painting, a lot of the reaction is subjective or emotional and depends on the chord you strike with the viewer.”


Now retired from his technology career, painting is Bruce’s full-time occupation. Though he previously worked with oil paints, currently he exclusively uses watercolor, occasionally adding details in pen and ink. The medium opened up for him when he encountered an exhibit at the De Young Museum: J. M. W. Turner: Painting Set Free. Turner’s work inspired Bruce to experiment and realize the potential of watercolor. It “opened a door for me and all I had to do was walk through it,” Bruce says. Other influences include artist-illustrators Beatrix Potter, N.C. Wyeth and Chris Van Alsburg.
When Bruce begins a piece, he makes a meticulously detailed graphite pencil sketch, which he often draws plein air. “I let the watercolor be a collaborator,” he describes. “If you let it, the watercolor will take your intentions further.”

A painting of the Brooklyn skyline provides a window into Bruce’s artistic lens. This scene, which he captured in a photo while walking across the Brooklyn Bridge, so captivates his imagination that he has painted it nine times. “I envision it in different kinds of lighting,” he explains. “At nighttime, for instance, with the water towers, fire escapes and brickwork lit up. It has become so familiar it almost feels like my neighborhood.”
When reflecting on the difference between painting urban and natural landscapes, Bruce finds that urban subjects require accurately rendered details of the built environment, whereas nature calls for careful consideration of spatial depth like distance and foreground. “When I am painting Yosemite Valley, I think about the epochal-scale forces that shaped that remarkable space over time,” Bruce says. He cites memories of a place playing a strong role in his paintings as well. “It’s a kind of time travel,” he reflects.


As Bruce paints meaningful and historic sites on the Peninsula and beyond, he strives to tell a story. “Something I am working on is adding more narrative associated with a painting,” he notes. Take his depiction of a ship passing beneath the Bay Bridge in the 1930s, a scene similar to what his father might have experienced when returning home from World War II. “I try to come up with a pictorial vocabulary,” Bruce says. “I am striving to make a meaningful connection between my world and the viewer. I want people to see themselves in a location or get a sense of who lives there and bring this to life.”

Bruce Washburn’s artwork has been featured in shows at the Coastal Arts League in Half Moon Bay and Art Guild of Pacifica and will be displayed during Silicon Valley Open Studios this spring. brucewashburnart.com

Coastal Contemporary

Words by Loureen Murphy

You could call Greg Barsh and Carolyn Russo designing types. Seeing their full-on engagement in their new home’s development and flair for detail, Katkin Architecture’s Rebecca Katkin says she wanted to hire her clients.
When this highly intentional pair of doctors returned to California after years in Alabama, they craved easy coastal access, a smaller place and a sense of community. Settling on El Granada, the Coastside town designed by a famed city planner, they enlisted local architect Rebecca, who helped them choose the ideal 5,000-square-foot lot. At an intersection where much of the traffic consists of dog walkers, the trapezoidal property also offers mature eucalyptus and cypress trees and coveted Half Moon Bay views.

At the outset, crafting the jewel for this perfect setting required abundant discussion and much perusing of images. The couple’s key ask was for indoor-outdoor living in a guest-friendly, modern design. Leveraging Greg’s passion for interior spaces, they developed an unusual floor plan where the common areas reside on the upper two floors. The ground floor houses the garage and two bedrooms, one used as a gym and one for guests, affectionately called “the kids’ room” for visits by their grown children and new grandbaby.


Both Rebecca and her clients consider the luminous entryway a stellar feature. The multipaned double doors open to blond-wood stairs. The washed wood flooring lends a beachy feel to the area, and by day it’s bathed in natural light through doors, windows and the sun-drenched great room. In the evening, a flush-mount light fixture near the door and a series of playful orbs suspended from the second-floor ceiling welcome guests and illuminate the great room as well. In the two-row array, one cascades down, matching the staircase angle. The other varies in height but keeps a more stable level over the hall. Considering Greg’s love of jazz, Rebecca says, “I was thinking about musical notes there, and playing the line against the variation.”

Thick glass encloses the stairway on the open side, turns at the top and flanks the great room. It then extends in a straight line beyond the outer wall to the deck, visually lengthening the space and keeping the view unobstructed. Glass doors, one of Rebecca’s favorite features, create a clear wall, opening to the deck. “Even though it’s usually 60 degrees and foggy, you can live indoor-outdoor here,” she says.


The great room comprises the kitchen, dining and sitting areas, and piano nook. Custom cherry cabinets by Millbrae’s K & B Cabinets warm the kitchen space, along with squared tongue-and-groove cedar on the ceiling. Carolyn finds the thoughtfully arranged kitchen not only beautiful but also highly functional. Tucked away on the same floor are a powder room for guests and the primary suite.

The partial third floor houses an office and sitting room, opening to a spa terrace with a hot tub and outdoor shower. The beauty of the final plan unfolded as work progressed. During construction, Rebecca observed that the window over the stairs to the upper level provided the clearest ocean vista, but a wall hid it from the main area.

Her solution? “We cut the wall off at three and a half feet so the room includes the stairwell,” explains Rebecca. Originally intended as a home gym, the third floor transformed into an office and sitting area. In doing so, it “became one of the gems of the space,” says the architect. Unexpectly, nature lent a hand in further opening the panorama during construction when a winter storm toppled some trees.

The homeowners themselves helped push through some of the typical red tape and permit delays. “Greg’s a good project manager,” says Rebecca, calling him thorough, organized and a really good advocate. “He wrote a couple of letters that made things move,” she recalls.

To honor the whole crew, an appreciative Greg and Carolyn held a barbecue party. This open-handed gesture echoed the warm, collaborative nature of the entire project. Rebecca’s firm partnered with Verdura Construction of Half Moon Bay for the first time, and for the 17-hour photo shoot with Jonathan Mitchell, she reconnected with Colleen Smith of Belmont’s Location Staging and floral designer Tanya Slye of Half Moon Bay. Rebecca already knew both from a group of coastal creatives.

The architect, who lives just three blocks away, says the new El Granada residents have consulted her on non-architectural matters regarding life there. Happy to help, Rebecca notes, “They’re not just clients—they’re neighbors.”

coast home – katkinarchitecture.com

A Lens on the World

Words by Andrea Gemmet

You never know where in the world you’ll find Menlo Park photographer Jennifer Fraser, but chances are good that she’ll be packing rain gear. While she loves to capture beautiful scenes on the Peninsula, her annual travels find her training her lens on everything from wild horses and camel trains to sulfurous mountains and underground religious shrines. But there is one pattern to her travels, from Iceland to Ladakh to the Lofoten Islands. “My kids ask why I go to so many wet, rainy places,” she says with a smile. “My grandfather was from the Shetland Islands, so it’s in my blood, I guess.”
Jennifer’s large-scale prints have found fans among local homeowners. There’s not much interest in small prints lately, she observes. People want something large enough to hang in the living room behind their sofa. Her dramatic black-and-white image of Death Valley sand dunes, which was exhibited at Praxis Photo Arts Gallery in Minneapolis, is a perfect example of what fellow photographers refer to as a “couch shot.”

Honing her craft over the years, Jennifer has developed a vocabulary of gestures for communicating with people despite a language barrier. Like most photographers, she uses a digital camera, but in her early years, she learned to develop film in the darkroom that her grandfather built. Patience and preparation are key to her process. On at least one occasion, that meant standing in a swamp with horses running at her, swatting mosquitoes with one hand and holding her camera with the other. “So much of photography involves waiting,” Jennifer says. Usually that means getting up very, very early to capture the light. “You get there in the dark and just hope that the sunrise is nice.”

ABOVE: In Cuba’s capital, Jennifer poked her head into what she thought was an abandoned building. Her first instinct was to warn the boy that the spiral staircase wasn’t safe. Then a couple walked past him on the stairs carrying grocery bags, and she realized that this was just part of daily life for the people who call it home.

ABOVE: “It has beautiful architecture, but half of Havana is falling down,” says Jennifer of her experience in Cuba. Having weathered decades of embargoes, the city’s faded grandeur reveals evocative layers of color and texture.

ABOVE: A pair of surfers walk on Pismo Beach

BELOW: A young monk at Lamayuru Buddhist monastery in northern India demonstrates his yoga pose.

chasing light – jenniferfraser.zenfolio.com

The Beat on Your Eats: New Restaurants

New year, new restaurants to explore.

portola bistro

Portola Valley

There’s a new neighborhood restaurant nestled within the Ladera Country Shopper. Portola Bistro, a charming addition to the plaza, offers dishes with a French and Italian influence in a farmhouse chic interior. It’s received praise for both the pizza with burrata and aged prosciutto and the fried artichokes with rosemary aioli, but those seeking the ultimate wintertime dish should opt for a steaming bowl of beef bourguignon with red wine-braised prime rib. If you can still move after your meal, take a lazy lap around the plaza for fresh fruit at Bianchi’s Market or an armful of flowers at Ladera Garden & Gifts. 3130 Alpine Road. Open daily.

elia

San Carlos

Time to go Greek with Elia. You’ll find this new restaurant and its genial staff in the heart of downtown San Carlos. A stylish destination, Elia’s interior includes niches displaying intriguing artifacts, wicker-backed chairs and rattan fixtures bathing the room in warm light. Elia offers all the Mediterranean classics you know and love—from grilled octopus, tzatziki dip and spanakopita to branzino and saganaki (that crowd-pleasing cheese dish cooked tableside in a flaming skillet)—and gotten glowing early reviews. Branch out from the faithful standbys with lachanika (vegetable stew in a clay pot) or the filet mignon souvlaki (skewers paired with scalloped potato gratin and Brussels sprouts). Before you go, ward off bad luck with the Evil Eye cocktail. The drink combines curaçao, peach and orange blossom vodka, passion fruit puree, coconut syrup and a splash of lemon juice, served with that iconic blue eyeball floating on top. 727 Laurel Street. Open daily.

nagai edomae sushi

Redwood City

You won’t find California rolls at chef-owner Tomonori Nagai’s new omakase restaurant in downtown Redwood City. Serving only Edomae-style sushi, “the simplest and purest form of sushi, with the most superior quality ingredients,” the emphasis is on simplicity and expert preparation. The seasonal prix-fixe menu hews to traditional methods of marinating and preserving sushi developed during Japan’s Edo period, which ended in the 1860s. Featuring beautifully executed nigiri, all of the fish is sourced from the Tokyo Bay Fish Market, the wasabi is freshly grated and the rice is a custom blend imported from Japan. The menu draws on the chef’s 25-plus years of experience at top sushi restaurants, including Sushi Kanesaka in Tokyo and Michelin-starred Shinji in Singapore. 2074 Broadway. Open Wednesday through Sunday.

Empanada Innovator

Words by Elaine Wu

To Marianne Despres, empanadas are an expression of love wrapped in delicate dough. They’re a connection to her South American heritage and to Paris, where her career in food was realized. As the owner of El Sur, a Redwood City cafe that specializes in Argentinian empanadas, Marianne is embarking on a new chapter on the Peninsula, one that brings her full circle to her childhood home.

In September 2024, Marianne opened her cafe in the same storefront where her parents used to run a grocery store. It’s the place where she first learned about the enormous amount of work that goes into operating a business. And it’s where she learned about the importance of community. “I was upstairs doing homework all the time and watched my parents work a lot, especially my dad. He was at the store from 7AM to 10PM every day,” Marianne reflects. “The store was an integral part of the neighborhood. Today, we have customers who were kids when their parents shopped here. They remember my mom and dad.”


When the old grocery store site came on the market a few years back, she jumped at the chance to relocate after running a cafe in San Francisco’s Design District. “When the city’s shelter-in-place mandate was announced, business abruptly stopped for us,” she says. “We lost all of our sales overnight.” With their freezers stocked with 8,000 empanadas, the seismic shift required a quick pivot, says Rodrigo Araya, who heads up operations. Within 24 hours, the team opened an online ordering portal that kept them operating without cutting any staff positions. In December 2022, Marianne and Rodrigo closed the San Francisco location and moved to their current one on Middlefield Road in Redwood City. For almost two years, catering, pick-up and delivery orders kept the business running while they completed renovations in the cafe portion of the space.

“It’s so important for us to have a place for people to come and see and smell the food we make,” Marianne says. It’s why she insisted on opening a cafe, rather than just relying on catering and deliveries.
Marianne was very intentional with the shop’s design, and her father’s Argentinian heritage is evident in the mementos and ephemera that fill the bright and welcoming dining area. “I wanted it to feel really homey and that’s why we added all the wood wainscotting,” she explains. The space also features an antique map of Argentina and photos of gaucho festivals celebrating the Argentinian cowboys by San Jose photographer Nick Price. Marianne’s most precious piece of memorabilia is her parents’ original business permit that hangs on the wall.

After college and working in the corporate sphere, Marianne decided to pursue a career in the culinary field. She spent several years in Paris, first at Le Cordon Bleu and then at bakeries around the city. Spending time overseas reminded her that food is always more enjoyable when shared with others. “In France, food is connection,” she declares.


Though she got the idea for turning empanadas into a business in 2010, it wasn’t until 2017 that Marianne opened her first cafe. “Empanadas are the perfect food: they’re handheld so they’re easy to eat, and the varieties of fillings are endless. You can have them for any meal, day or night, or as a snack,” says Marianne.

This handy meal cloaked in pastry, or empanar in Spanish, originated in Portugal and Spain’s Galicia region in the 1500s. Like many other foods from this part of Europe, it made its way to South America. Marianne’s version is rooted in Argentina but her fillings reflect her life’s journey and those she is closest to. “Each filling is either a person, place or memory I have,” she shares.

The dough for these tasty half-moons is made with either butter or rendered beef fat and is light and tender while still being sturdy enough to hold savory and sweet fillings. El Sur’s savory Traditional is filled with hand-cut beef, onion, oregano, pimentón, olives and egg, and it represents Marianne’s Argentinian roots. The Pollo Saltado with chicken, onion, serrano peppers, olives and egg is inspired by her mom’s Peruvian heritage.

The Parisien is filled with French ham, prosciutto, green onion, cheese and chives, paying homage to the jambon-beurre sandwich that is found all over Paris. El Sur also offers empanadas with vegetarian fillings and the sweet Manzana, stuffed with braised apples.

Empanadas are ubiquitous in South America, Rodrigo explains. “There’s an empanada shop on every street corner in Buenos Aires and people have them delivered to their homes like we order pizza.”

Feeding families with busy households is a priority for Marianne. “Being a kid in the ‘80s in Menlo Park was magical,” she says, recalling fond memories of playing in San Francisquito Creek, getting soft serve at Fosters Freeze and enjoying deli sandwiches at Luttiken’s on the Alameda. Her kids, now grown, frequent the cafe and help out when they can. Her parents still live in Menlo Park and visit almost daily. They marvel at how the old grocery store has changed and love to chat with the customers. “I have such a deep respect for my parents, for their grit and determination to make a life for all of us here,” Marianne says fondly. “I owe everything to them.”

flavor filled – elsursf.com

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