Nonstop North Lake Tahoe

North Lake Tahoe is actually a bit of a misnomer. Geographically speaking, North Lake Tahoe stretches from about Tahoma on the west side all the way to about Glenbrook on the east, so North is technically more like north, east and west of the lake. That being said, in winter, all that really matters is the number 12—as in 12 different downhill and cross-country ski resorts, all within the North Lake Tahoe region. In the summer, the number 12 translates into a different experience. Twelve different communities, with 12 different personalities, blending together to deliver a unique outdoor health, wellness and mindfulness scene. Tahoe’s summer season is fully underway, so if you’re hearing Highway 80’s beckoning call, get ready to hit the road to enjoy all your favorite North Lake Tahoe classics—along with plenty of new offerings.

Fun Without the Snow

First thing’s first. Yes, it’s summer, but this year’s record snowfall means there’s one final, fleeting opportunity to catch a few runs. Squaw Valley | Alpine Meadows extended its Squaw Valley ski season through July 7, so along with the usual Fourth of July holiday weekend water skiing, you can also consider hitting the slopes. Squaw Valley touts itself as the Spring Skiing Capital with “soft bumps, coveted groomed terrain and smooth landings.” Here’s a rare chance to find out what summer skiing and boarding is all about—while joining a t-shirt and shorts- and even bikini-clad crowd. squawalpine.com

If you subtract snow from the equation, you might be wondering what’s left? In the case of Squaw Valley | Alpine Meadows, this summer marks the debut of the new Tahoe Via Ferrata, featuring three routes where a guide takes guests up the face of the mountain using harnesses. Meaning “Iron Road,” in Italian, there are fewer than 10 Via Ferrata routes like this in the country, and it’s open to climbers of all skill levels. tahoevia.com

July also brings Wanderlust, the world’s largest yoga and wellness festival. Wanderlust started in Squaw Valley 11 years ago and has now been replicated with over 100 events around the globe. If immersing yourself in mid-mountain meditation, a High Camp pool party at 8,200 feet and a silent disco with dueling DJs under the stars sounds like an epic getaway, put July 18-21 on your calendar. wanderlust.com/festivals/squaw-valley

And on the subject of stars, with its low light pollution and unobstructed horizons, North Lake Tahoe is a premier location for night photography and stargazing, For a closer look, Tahoe Star Tours will connect you with the cosmos Thursday and Saturday nights through August 31. In the Castle Peak Parking Area of the Northstar California Ski Resort, you’ll find Celestron Telescopes, along with fire pits, blankets and even s’mores fixings. tahoestartours.com

Northstar is also home to one of the biggest seasonal identity shifts, as the summer transforms the resort into Northstar Bike Park, the largest lift-served mountain bike park on the West Coast. Whether you’re a beginner or an advanced rider, you’ll find a range of cross-country, downhill and e-bike mountain biking trails, plus rentals and lessons for all ages and abilities. northstarcalifornia.com

Also for bike enthusiasts, the much-anticipated SR 28 shared-used bike path is opening in July, a new 11-mile stretch extending from Incline Village to Sand Harbor. The route starts out on the mountain and then passes through a tunnel before delivering you to dramatic lake views and all your favorite beaches.

Hit the Beaches

The thing to remember about North Lake Tahoe beaches is that they’re white, sandy and beautiful—and there are two dozen of them, dotted along nearly 50 miles of shoreline. The locals will tell you there’s a beach for everyone, and it certainly seems that way. Top picks for family fun include Kings Beach, Commons Beach and Sand Harbor. Bringing a dog? Chimney Beach is the spot for you. It’s a bit of a hidden gem, reached by a 15- to 20-minute hike from the trailhead. (Helpful Tip: Wear sneakers for the walk in but carry along flip-flops.) If you’d like to pack a little lighter, about 10 minutes south of Sand Harbor, Secret Cove is quite a discovery, offering a private stretch with crystal-clear, calm water and the added (or subtracted) feature of being clothing-optional.

Foodie Fun

Founded in 2012, the Tahoe Food Hub started with a mission to connect small farms with local restaurants, grocers, schools and hospitals—and became the conduit to sustainably grown food in North Lake Tahoe. Through its newly opened Farm Shop at the Truckee-Tahoe Airport, the Tahoe Food Hub also welcomes the public Tuesday through Saturday. Whether you’re looking for seasonal produce or specialty items ranging from baked goods to nut butters, this local food marketplace is a reliable source for fresh ingredients. tahoefoodhub.org

Every Thursday throughout the summer, Tahoe City’s Farmers Market is a popular destination for locals and visitors. Running from 8AM to 1PM at Commons Beach, the market includes vendors like McClaughry Farms selling hand-harvested honey and Paine Orchards, offering all your favorite stone fruit summer choices like cherries, nectarines, plums and pluots. tahoecityfarmersmarket.com

Thursday is also the day of the week for experiencing a truly unique farm to table opportunity with Douglas Dale, the legendary chef of Wolfdale’s Cuisine Unique. Dale is a North Lake Tahoe culinary icon who founded Wolfdale’s in 1978 with a menu that’s a blend of East and West flavors. In the summer, Dale leads Farmers Market Workshops, starting with a 9AM walk to nearby Commons Beach to select the freshest ingredients. Then it’s back to Wolfdale’s to create a multi-course meal together—and learn some of Chef Dale’s secrets for transforming food into creative cuisine. The workshops fill up fast, so call 530.583.5700 to secure a spot. For a special evening out, Wolfdale’s is open every day but Tuesday with lakeside dining in downtown Tahoe City. wolfdales.com

When snowy North Lake Tahoe melts into its summer season, a whole new playground emerges. Whether you’re horseback riding, hiking, golfing or exploring by kayak or paddleboard, there’s never a shortage of things to do, against a breathtaking backdrop of mountain and shoreline vistas. For more North Lake Tahoe ideas and planning tips, visit gotahoenorth.com

Music in the Air

Nightly:

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Tuesdays:

Squaw Valley High Camp (Noon to 3PM)

Thursdays:

Truckee Thursdays (5PM to 8:30PM)

Fridays:

Squaw Valley High Camp (Noon to 3PM),

Kings Beach (6PM to 8:30PM)

Saturday and Sunday:

The Village at Northstar (Afternoons)

Sundays: Commons Beach (4PM to 7PM)

Check out gotahoenorth.com/highnotes for the full summer live music schedule.

New and Novel Eats & Drinks

Alibi Ale Works: This craft brewery in Incline Village has a second location in Truckee—with the distinguishing feature of making every beer with 100% Lake Tahoe water. Look for live bands in Alibi’s backyard throughout the summer. alibialeworks.com

Tahoe Tap Haus: Located just across from Commons Beach in Tahoe City, Tahoe Tap Haus is open for its first North Lake Tahoe summer season with a family-friendly menu and 16 rotating beers and ciders on tap. tahoetaphaus.com

Pioneer Cocktail Club: This gastropub is also making its first full summer debut in Tahoe City, offering creative craft cocktails in a rustic bar setting. On weekdays, drop by for happy hour from 3PM to 5PM. The 10PM to Midnight late-night happy hour offers discounted drinks and half off pizzas every night of the week. pcctahoe.com

Glasses Wine Bar: If you’re looking for a welcoming place to hang out with friends, Glasses Wine Bar in Incline Village offers just that, along with 26 wines by the glass and live music every Saturday night. You’ll find only light snacks for sale, but you’re welcome to bring in your own food or even order delivery. glasseswinebar.com

Whitecaps Pizza & Tap House: Now marking its second summer in Kings Beach, the two-story pizzeria with an upper deck offers the rare mix of shoreline dining with an affordable bistro-style menu. whitecapspizza.com

Where to Stay

For luxury resorts, the Ritz-Carlton Lake Tahoe and Resort at Squaw Creek offer full amenities, with the Hyatt Regency Lake Tahoe also touting 500 feet of private lakefront beach—plus 26 lakeside cottages in its guest room offerings. For small, cozy cabins, options include Cedar Glen Lodge and Cedar Crest Cottages. If you’re looking for a nature-inspired stay, Granlibakken, which is one of Lake Tahoe’s most historic resorts, offers a treetop adventure park, including scenic bridges and zip lines.

Making a Mark

With her signature cowboy hat over long, blonde hair, boots and jeans, Doniga Markegard resembles every part of the modern-day rancher. Originally from Washington State, Doniga grew up immersed in nature, heavily influenced by leading wildlife trackers, naturalists and Native spiritual
elders. Versed in everything from mountain lion tracking to interpreting the language of birds, Doniga now channels her life experiences into a singular mission—leading the charge in regenerative agriculture and ranching on the Peninsula.

Doniga first moved to the area in 2000 to work for the Riekes Center Nature Department’s immersion program based in Menlo Park. During her summers, she contributed to other research projects, including tracking the re-introductory efforts of the wolf in the Frank Church—River of No Return Wilderness area in Idaho. It was there that she witnessed a transformative ecological phenomenon with her own eyes.

“I remember following a wolf first-hand into a rendezvous site where a bull elk had been taken down,” Doniga says. “The elk herd had moved on, but the grasses were vibrant. You could smell the elk. You could see their saliva on the grasses.”

This, Doniga realized, was a prime example of a trophic cascade, where life becomes more abundant in the disruptive presence of an alpha predator, often resulting in positive changes in the ecosystem structure and the flow of nutrients from soils to plants.

Doniga learned that the same benefits to the land resulting from predator and prey interaction can be replicated using the grazing of cattle herds to simulate the large herds of elk and antelope which once roamed California’s grasslands. “Mimicking natural systems through regenerative agriculture practices requires stewardship—people connected with nature and how the ecosystem functions,” Doniga says. “Biodiversity above the ground leads to biodiversity below the ground in the soil, which produces healthier, more abundant food for animals and people.”

Doniga and her husband Erik Markegard, a sixth-generation local cattle rancher, started Markegard Ranch with regenerative agriculture methods at the forefront—which include healthy soil, minimal tillage and keeping the soil covered with diverse living plants. With the help of their four children and ranch hand Sue Hall, Doniga and Erik’s Markegard Family Grass-Fed Ranch raises grass-fed beef, grass-fed lamb, pastured pork and chicken on over 10,000 acres on six ranches along the coast of San Mateo, Marin and Sonoma counties. Markegard Ranch is free of pesticides and chemical fertilizer, and the cattle and sheep are not grain- fed or given synthetic hormones or antibiotics or put in feedlots.

The days can be long and hard as a rancher, but you wouldn’t know it from visiting the lush, green property that even shines on a rainy day. On a recent drizzly morning, Doniga had already milked the cow, fed the chickens and pigs and moved all the livestock to a fresh pasture by 8AM. “I don’t shy away from hard work,” she says.

In 2005, Doniga and Erik started in Half Moon Bay with 30 customers. Today, Markegard Ranch reaches thousands through farmers markets and their direct-to-consumer Community Supported Agriculture (CSA) program, where members can pre-order online and pick up at a designated location convenient to them.

Both Peninsula Open Space Trust and Midpeninsula Regional Open Space are known for their protected lands and parks. Each has also identified the issue of the decrease of farmland in the area and the positive role farms with conservation methods can have on the region. They lease a portion of their land to select farmers and ranchers and both lease land to the Markegards.

“If we take our place as tenders of the wild versus dominate nature, solutions will emerge,” Doniga says. “We can keep carbon in the soil where it belongs and actually sink more carbon every year through regenerative practices, rather than releasing it into the atmosphere.”

Point Blue Conservation Science conducts studies on the impact on soil carbon storage capacity. Chelsea J. Carey, PhD, a senior soil ecologist with Point Blue, noted that between 2015 and 2018, during the tail end of California’s drought, Cloverdale Ranch in Pescadero, one of the Markegard Ranches leased from Peninsula Open Space Trust, gained an impressive amount of soil carbon.

“If just 10 percent of California’s 54 million acres of rangeland were to sequester soil carbon at similar rates, we could offset greenhouse gas emissions from over two million passenger vehicles driven for one year,” Dr. Carey says, adding that this could significantly help the state to achieve its goal of reducing greenhouse gas emissions by at least 20 million metric tons by 2030.

Doniga points to another noteworthy benefit. In addition to sequestering carbon, cattle-grazed grasslands reduce dry vegetation—cutting down on the fuel that feeds wildfires. “Even when the grass is brown, if you look closely, you can see green at the soil from perennial plants. We see an increase in the native perennial bunch grasses through our grazing practices,” Doniga explains.

Doniga’s efforts stretch beyond the role of a seven-days-a-week rancher. She educates audiences at 20 speaking appearances and workshops a year, recently wrote a memoir (Dawn Again) and her home ranch in San Gregorio invites families to visit on a Ranch Day five times a year.

“Families come out to visit the animals. It’s a chance for people to experience what ranch life is like and learn about the benefits of regenerative stewardship,” she says. The next family visit day is on July 21. This November, Markegard Ranch will also host a five-course open-air feast on one very long table alongside Outstanding in the Field, an organization working to connect diners with the origins of their food.

Strengthening this vital partnership is critical to Doniga’s mission—as she points out, urban regions support rural businesses and rural communities provide food and stewardship of the land. “I think it’s important to link urban and rural areas because it’s a key intersection to work toward solutions,” she says. “Silicon Valley and the coast are great examples; the best way to work with farmers is to vote with your dollar and source fresh, healthy food from local, regenerative farms and ranches.”

Doniga is driven to leave a lasting legacy. “I’ve always wanted to make a big impact,” she says. “We need to engage the public in order for this movement to really work. I tell our story to show an example of what one family can do.”   

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College of San Mateo, Saturdays

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VISIT THE RANCH – JULY 21

Markegard Family Grass-Fed Ranch Day

RSVP: info@markegardfamily.com

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64th Annual Hillsborough Concours D’elegance

This exciting annual vintage car show features a weekend of entertainment culminating in the presentation of awards to winning vehicles and their owners. While local in nature, the Concours is international in scope, with more than 200 of the world’s most treasured and collectable cars adorning the fairways of the Crystal Springs Golf Course.

This year, Porsche is the featured marque and, as such, expect a stunning collection of the automobile led by the internationally-acclaimed 917K, which took the checkered flag at the 24 Hours of Le Mans in 1970 and 1971. 

As the world’s longest-running Concours, the event gathers exceptionally rare automobiles spanning virtually every genre and marque, from hot rods and muscle cars to sports cars and classic luxury models. The Concours itself caps a fantastic weekend of exciting festivities that start with the kick-off party held at an exclusive, private vintage car club on Friday night, July 19. Early the next morning, the Hillsborough Tour d’Elegance launches under police escort on a 70-mile rally along the Bay Area’s most stunning back roads and scenic vistas, culminating with a catered luncheon at a private Hillsborough estate. 

“Each year, our goal is to provide Concours patrons with an exceptional showcase of the world’s most stunning collector cars, from American muscle to exotics to elegant luxury cars to racers,” says Concours Chairman Richard Kelaita. “Thanks to an unprecedented number of submissions, this year’s display will be our best ever in terms of variety and excellence. No matter what an enthusiast’s passion may be, we’ll have something for everyone.” The event raises proceeds for Autism Speaks, The Guardsmen, Gatepath and the Hillsborough schools.

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July 21, 10AM to 4PM

Buy tickets online at hillsboroughconcours.org $40/$45 in advance/$50 day of the event

Diary of a Dog: Kayla

Check out my gorgeous white coat! It’s not surprising that I’m known as a White Swiss Shepherd or Berger Blanc Suisse. All of my titles sound pretty fancy, and in fact, my ancestors came from Switzerland and my parents are originally from France.

As for me, I’m very happy to call Palo Alto home, as there’s nothing I like better than outdoor exercise. I’m personal trainer to Eric and Paula, which means I’m always keeping my family moving. “Let’s Go!” I bark, and we head off on off-leash hikes and romps through forests, fields and beaches. You may not know this, but dogs can’t sweat through their skin like humans do, so by keeping my tongue out, I can bring in lots of cool air. That’s a handy trick when you’re really active and adventurous like me.

Another favorite outing is browsing the stores of Stanford Shopping Center. The shop owners put out treats for me and some even know me by name. When it’s time for dinner, I prefer restaurants with charcuterie on the menu because Eric will often give me little nibbles and I appreciate good service. (There’s nothing like a full water bowl!) Although I weigh 80 pounds, I’m incredibly gentle, smart and loyal. Growing up (I’m six now), my best friend was a cat named Marlo, and we’d play with each other all the time—even though we were very different sizes. (Secret confession: I actually like cats more than dogs.) More than anything, I enjoy meeting babies and kids of all ages. They can’t seem to resist tugging on my hair but I don’t mind.

Lately, I’ve been hearing whispers in my house about a “new family member on the way.” I’m already getting in lots of babysitting practice and can’t wait for my newest little friend to arrive
in the fall.   

Meditations In Silk

“I used to think I didn’t have a single creative bone in my body,” says Ellen Brook. “I never imagined that I would become an artist.”

That’s a difficult statement to believe. Ellen’s dreamy designs on silk, meditative hangings and edgy fashion collections have carried her from a Silicon Valley marketing career to recognition as one of the Bay Area’s rising artistic stars. Her work regularly features at art shows in the Bay Area and beyond, and her designs are retailed at Britex Fabrics in San Francisco and on the design site Vida. Her shimmering hangings have been installed at public spaces like the Congregational Church of San Mateo and the Woodside Spirit House. And she’s just celebrating a studio move to the Peninsula Museum and Art Studios in Burlingame.

But, as Ellen explains, it wasn’t until the early 2000s, when she was in her mid-thirties, that she began to explore her creative side.

“I started to take meditation and self-knowledge classes,” she recalls. “This encouraged me to try what I thought was the easiest form of art—collage. I thought that even the least creative person could cut pictures out of magazines and stick them on a board.”

Encouraged by positive feedback from a collage workshop and subsequent courses, Ellen continued her voyage into art. When she tried painting on silk, her creative sparks really began to fly. She started experimenting with the colors and dynamics created by this unpredictable and messy process. Moving to her current home in San Mateo gave her an ideal workspace to evolve the style and technique that’s now her trademark.

Each artwork starts as a piece of white silk stretched tightly between two sawhorses. It’s only then that Ellen chooses a subject, an intention or a color direction. She deliberately avoids traditional techniques like wax resist to create forms and outlines. Instead, she lets the movement of dye and the speed of her brush shape her work, bringing in acrylics, salt, alcohol, water and using different types of silk to add drama, texture and focus.

The humble hair dryer is a key tool, as it helps to slow down the spread of the dye, but Ellen is not in search of complete control. “I like colors, organic shapes and lines to emerge naturally,” she says. “My approach is playful, experimental. I like to explore possibilities of each artwork as it evolves. I have to make spontaneous decisions as I work.”

After the design is set, the silks are steamed for hours, then rinsed, ironed and transformed into their final form. This could be artwork, home décor, apparel, accessories or printed onto final silk fabrics for her limited-edition collections.

Initially, Ellen showcased her approach with scarves, shawls, hangings and mixed media on canvas, playing with drifting forms and unexpected color combinations that—like her Lemon, Burgundy and Chocolate wrap—surprise and delight, but never clash. Next, she moved into fashion design.

“I love clothes; I’ve been told that clothes are my canvas, and I see creating fabrics and clothing as a form of art,” says Ellen. Her apparel collection reflects this sensibility: ponchos, dresses, wraps, shrugs and skirts highlight the colors and forms on her sheer, flowing silks, while the addition of structured textures, varied fabric combinations and leather embellishments add a fashion-forward element.

For her catwalk-ready clothes, Ellen collaborates with seamstresses to develop finished prototypes. Some designs are available as one-of-a-kind, some as limited-edition prints, while others are custom-created for individual customers. Popular styles such as her wraps or ponchos (available through her website and independent designer shows) are sent to partner manufacturers for digitizing and printing onto luxurious silks.

Ellen doesn’t have a favorite color, saying she likes color too much to discriminate. Instead, she searches for a meditative energy as she paints. Whether it’s a pink grommet tunic, a lipstick red top, her muted yet vibrant Urban Zen mixed media canvases or her bright but subtle table runners, “I want my work to evoke the inner sanctuary where individuals can retreat from today’s urban environments,” she says.

This sensibility is winning Ellen a growing audience. She has already achieved some impressive milestones: multiple exhibitions, catwalk shows and installations in galleries, offices and public spaces. In 2018, she was featured as the cover artist for the de Young Museum’s Artwear event. And this year, she unveils a stunning new collaboration with photographer Jamie Nease, combining their mutual passion for fashion art, color and dance.

The photo series “When Forces Align: Taking Flight” features professional ballet dancers (including members of the San Francisco Ballet) wearing Ellen’s beautiful fabrics and clothes as they dance. These and other works will be on permanent display at her new studio space. Fellow artists are already exchanging ideas about new interpretations of this dance theme. “This is making me so excited about experimenting with other media, about blending different art forms,” Ellen says.

The move to Burlingame has also propelled Ellen back to the corporate world. But this time her focus is helping people uncover their own creativity. Mindful of her personal transformation through art classes, she now provides corporate workshops to cultivate creativity, curiosity and collaboration. The short courses leverage the lovable rogue nature of dye on silk to demonstrate how creativity can be applied to everyday business. “Not only do people have to listen to each other, but there is no controlling exactly what happens,” she adds. “Each painter has to embrace a level of uncertainty and no one is an expert. Painting on silk is the ultimate democratic medium.”

The workshops are just one illustration of Ellen’s belief in the importance of personal realization through art, which benefits not only the individual, but society at large. She is on the advisory board of Cañada College’s Department of Fashion and Design and the Artist Advisory Board for Kids & Art. Through Kids & Art, Ellen also hosts workshops for young people with cancer. “The experience of working on silk provides lots of incredible metaphors for living and leads itself to deeper conversations,” she explains. “It’s a privilege to provide healing moments through art.”

As for the future, Ellen remains dedicated to her mission to bring more color into people’s lives. “What I am most propelled by is the ability to bring beauty into the world. Beauty is life-changing. Why not light up the world?”

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Going Above and Abroad

When Gwen Books was in the eighth grade, what she wanted more than anything for her birthday was a suitcase.

Growing up northwest of Los Angeles in Ojai, with a population half the size of Stanford University’s student body, Gwen was eager to explore beyond the surrounding Topatopa Mountains. Ojai had its limitations, but it was also home to the Dada ceramic artist Beatrice Wood who, for Gwen, personified a world waiting to be discovered.

“She had bangles on her arms and wore gypsy clothes,” Gwen remembers. “I would see her and think, ‘There’s another world out there—and I’m going to find it with my blue leather suitcase.’”

Gwen’s home today is in Atherton, where each room of her charming single-story abode is cluttered with memories from decades of international jaunts. She’s turned travel into her business by devising elaborate, soul-nurturing and often extravagant vacations for the Peninsula’s adventurous travelers and her home reflects the people she’s met and the impressions she’s gathered while abroad.

The walls in Gwen’s kitchen are adorned with framed menus from faraway restaurants in Marrakech and Buenos Aires while painted artwork from Cuban and Kenyan artists bring color into her office. An African spear is part of the living room’s décor and a painting from deceased Stanford professor and artist Nathan Oliveira is the centerpiece of her bedroom, rooting her home back on the Peninsula.

A good portion of Gwen’s year is spent abroad—she was gone for over four months last year—so when she’s here, she prefers to spend her time in “garden therapy,” an experience you cannot stow in a suitcase.

Gwen’s garden was flourishing during a recent afternoon with the fragrance of white roses wafting about the tightly manicured hedges. A self-described “Francophile,” it appears as though Gwen has managed to reproduce a piece of the perfectly-manicured Jardins du Château de Versailles in her front yard.

Akin to how she’s decorated her home, Gwen’s outfit mirrors cultures of the world; her airy blue dress is from Greece, with a bracelet from London and a diamond-dotted necklace from India. She speaks warmly and with an informed candor, often decorating a conversation with references to artists and literature. Her nightstand is loaded with magazines (she subscribes to 20 along with numerous newsletters and blogs) alongside a copy of The Paris Architect by Charles Belfoure and a biography on Junipero Serra.

Prior to any trip, Gwen will assign herself as well as her clients a booklist on the places they will go: a few guide books, several titles of related literature and even films and music to begin encouraging the traveler to embrace the foreign mores.

“I find that with most cultures, the more you try to engage with them, the more it broadens the horizon,” she explains. “I get my clients to learn ten words of a local language. That lets people know that you appreciate their culture and city. The more you engage, the more it puts people at ease.”

Since establishing her business, Lifestyle Management, in 2004, Gwen has accumulated 45 families or individual clients. Most of them have been with her since the beginning and rely on her deep relationships around the world for a dream-come-true vacation experience. She’s been referred to as “Silicon Valley’s best-kept secret” due to her ability to satisfy wishes from afar. Gwen’s high caliber of personal and dazzling recommendations comes across as an HBO-quality version of Rick Steves’ Europe.

Perusing the reviews on her website yields praise from the likes of Reed Hastings and Susan and Joel Hyatt, who trumpet her ability to wield a traveler’s magic wand. Find yourself in Japan with the desire to dine with a geisha? Gwen will find one by breakfast. Or if the crowds surrounding the Shchukin Collection at the Louis Vuitton Foundation in Paris are overbearing, she can orchestrate a three-hour private viewing.

“I don’t like being told ‘no’ and ‘no’ is not in my vocabulary. If there’s a need, one can determine the desired outcome,” she says. “Maybe it comes from my Catholic dogma where everybody told me ‘no’ all the time.”

To simply describe Gwen as a posh travel agent would undermine her impressive feat in establishing business contacts in nearly every corner of the world—at least any region where a traveler of means would wish to go—and ensuring standards are met. Before greenlighting a yacht for a client’s trip, for instance, she’ll assess the ship down to the napkin choice. Furthermore, she successfully scouts and vets what she calls her “land ambassadors,” guides on the ground who reflect Gwen’s expectation for quality concierge service. If a bag is lost on the flight over, her ambassador will swiftly have underwear and socks waiting for the traveler at the hotel.

Museum directors, restaurant owners and hotel managers expect Gwen to send them clientele of a certain cachet but she describes her clients as equally wide-eyed and receptive as any other traveler.   

“They’re all very curious and open to new experiences. They trust me; even if something sounds odd they’ll do it. And they’re really not demanding,” she says. “Although we don’t discuss budgets, I don’t think there’s value in throwing money at an experience. Luxury today is having free time.”

Every trip with Gwen, after a consultant fee, begins with a personal conversation followed by an eight-page questionnaire that’s crucial for her to begin envisioning the dimensions of the trip. These questions gauge the client’s interests from history to art to wildlife but as Gwen quips, “It comes down to, do you want a male or female masseuse?” She uses the provided information to devise a unique and specialized trip, one that flows with a gradual narrative.

“I try to think of a trip as a three-act play,” she says. “If you spread two weeks out, the beginning of the trip better have a wow factor that builds up to a climactic end.”

When it’s Gwen’s turn to travel, she’ll choose Thimphu over Paris. She just joined a last-minute excursion with Lindblad-National Geographic to visit Tahiti and the Marquesas Islands and fell in love with Bhutan this past year.

“At this point in my travels, I’m interested in more raw places,” she says. “That’s my agenda right now; if there are cannibals, I’m going.”

Play Time: Flat-out Fun

What do you do with your tiny infant when you’re chasing after your toddler? This was the dilemma facing second-time mom Eli Yonas after her baby daughter was born in 2016.

“I didn’t even think of it with my first baby: I just held him the whole time. But you can’t do that when there’s a two-year-old who needs you too,” says Eli. “I wanted an alternative to putting my daughter in a swing, somewhere I could get on the floor and play with both her and my toddler.”

Eli searched high and low for a suitable floor mat. “I knew it had to be comfortable, easy and not an eyesore,” she explains. “It had to be made of high-quality material, non-toxic and comfortable.” The only problem: there was absolutely nothing on the market that met these specifications. She decided to create a mat herself, and Toki Mats was born.

Eli runs the company from her San Mateo home. Her brand name is a charming play on the Hebrew word ‘matoki,’ meaning ‘my sweetheart.’ And it turns out that Eli’s instincts were right on target. Since making its first sale in 2017, Toki Mats has amassed an ardent fan base of parents.

The mats provide a large, cushioned space for babies to learn to love tummy time and safely perform milestone exercises like rolling, sitting and standing. Eli devised the padding from latex foam, which is naturally antibacterial, self-ventilating and non-allergenic. The covers are available in natural cotton or in waterproof versions made of bamboo jersey, and in addition to the classic mats, Eli also offers an organic latex line.

A world away from typical primary-colored fabrics for children, the mat covers come in beautiful, subtle shades and patterns that live happily alongside more adult décor. A quick tour of Eli’s website shows just how close to her heart the Toki Mats venture is: many of the super-adorable photographs and videos feature Eli’s husband and children having flat-out fun on their own home floors.

Despite her clear vision for the product, Eli wasn’t initially sure how to go about turning it into reality. “Not knowing where to start was unnerving,” she admits. “I researched fabrics and materials every day. Then, two months into my maternity leave, I had a breakthrough.”

At a textiles conference in San Francisco, a supplier took Eli under her wing. “She gave me a ton of really great advice. She even held my daughter while I looked at fabric swatches,” recalls Eli. “I’ve been back to the same conference every year since then, and the supplier always looks out for my daughter, who is three now.”

Just one year after she first conceived the idea for Toki Mats, Eli had hired her cut and sew manufacturer, employed a fulfilment contractor, leased a storage and shipping space, launched a website, found resources to work on advertising and social media promotions and sold her first products.

This would be impressive under any circumstances. But for a mother of two young children, who also has a full-time career as a partnership manager for a large technology firm, it’s an even greater achievement. How does she manage it all?

“I ask for and accept help in any shape or form,” Eli responds. “My husband is a fantastic partner at home. We share looking after the kids 50:50 and he helps me out with warehouse management as well. Also, help from our family is invaluable to me. Some family members live locally and although my mother lives in Los Angeles, she flies up every few weeks to look after the kids for the weekend. Those tend to be my most creative and productive times.”

Reflecting on the difficulties of balancing her role as mother, corporate employee and business owner, Eli shares, “I’ve learned that I can’t do everything as perfectly as I’d like. I focus on the highest priorities in the three areas of my life and do whatever will make the most difference in each of those areas.

“It’s tempting to do everything yourself,” she adds. “This is good to help you learn all parts of the business, but eventually you work out which elements don’t match your skill sets or availability or passion.” It still leaves Eli with a full plate: she currently takes care of customer service, social media, the website and inventory control and is often onsite either at the women-run cut and sew factory in San Francisco, or the storage facility in San Mateo where her fulfilment contractor is based.

Eli’s passion for Toki Mats is unbounded, even though she finds herself dedicating most nights and weekends to the rapidly-growing company. “Most of it is fun and it’s helping me re-engage with my creative side,” she says. “I enjoy it. I’m very goal-oriented. I like producing, achieving and pushing boundaries. Being the owner of the whole process is what excites me most.

“Selling my first mat was beyond exciting and validating, but also terrifying,” recalls Eli. “I had no idea how people would respond. Even now, after hundreds of good reviews, my heart skips a beat when I open a new review. It matters a lot.”

Some of her favorite feedback comes from mothers of premature babies, who say the thick softness of the mats is a big factor in keeping their babies on schedule with their physical milestones. Many reviews describe how the mat has transformed tummy time from a chore to something their babies love. Even more say that their mats provide the perfect amount of cushioning for parents sitting on the floor with their children.

As with all good inventions, there’s a beautiful simplicity to the design and function of Eli’s creation. It’s surprising to think of a play mat as a breakthrough product, but anyone who regularly finds themselves on the floor with a child will be wondering why no one had this idea years ago.

“One reviewer said that her family loves that the mat means she gets down on the floor to play with her kids way more than ever before,” Eli says with a smile. “It’s really heartwarming to hear that the mats have made people’s lives better. Exactly what I hoped to achieve.”

get on the floor

tokimats.com

Perfect Shot: Foster City Fourth of July

Happy Fourth of July! In a stunning reflection of how the Peninsula celebrates Independence Day, this Perfect Shot was captured on July 4, 2018, by photographer Charles “Charlie” Ginsburgh, looking northward along the Central Lake waterway toward Leo J. Ryan Park in Foster City. As Charlie tells it, “The images were the result of long exposures (5-10 seconds) on a tripod-mounted camera taken during the nighttime fireworks display. The long exposures allowed the capture of several bursts within the same image as well as the full expansion of each individual burst.” To see more of Charlie’s photography, visit charlie-g.smugmug.com

Image Courtesy of Charles Ginsburgh

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.

Bringing the Outside Inside

Words by Sheri Baer

It’s evening, and the entire family is gathered. And while the weather is lovely, you don’t quite want to be outside. As water glasses are filled on the table, floor-to-ceiling pocketing doors are drawn back into the wall. Fresh air, scented with seasonal flowers, flows into the room, and the sounds of chirping birds and buzzing bees intermix with the dinner conversation and dishes being passed. As you settle into this moment, with an almost imperceptible sigh, all the stresses of the day slip away. This is indoor-outdoor living.

“When people go on vacation, they live a certain way. They always talk about how freeing it was,” notes architect Danielle Wyss. “And then they come back and they live a very different way. Indoor-outdoor allows you to literally take down walls but to also take down figurative walls.”

For that reason, Danielle is always looking for ways to incorporate indoor-outdoor elements into her projects. As an architect designing custom homes for Peninsula clients, she draws from years of experience—along with her own personal appreciation for this area’s almost-unparalleled climate.

Originally from Reno, Danielle soaked up Pacific Northwest precipitation while earning her architecture degree from the University of Washington. From there, she headed to Aspen, where she joined a small, high-end custom home architecture practice. Although inspired by Colorado’s stunning vistas, Danielle’s designs needed to account for snow, dying grass and even “a whole mud season.” Her entrepreneurial spirit eventually drew her to Silicon Valley, which turned out to be a liberating move. “It’s incredibly freeing as an architect to work out here. The Peninsula has this rare mix of Northern California and Southern California climates; you can just swing all the windows and doors open on a regular basis,” Danielle says. “In Colorado, there’s two months of the year when that’s going to happen. Here, it’s like there’s two months out of the year when it’s not going to happen.”

After a seven-year stretch as lead project architect for Fergus Garber Young Architects in Palo Alto, Danielle co-founded her own firm, Shift Collaborative, in 2014, while pursuing a masters in business management at Stanford’s Graduate School of Business. The Stanford connections she made as a Sloan Fellow led to many of the projects she designed in her firm’s first year, followed by a steady roster of custom home clients ever since. Whether she’s designing contemporary or modern farmhouse, Danielle always prioritizes one objective: timelessness—which explains the desire to dissolve indoor-outdoor barriers. “There’s something about the indoor-outdoor relationship, this mental understanding of this connection with nature, that is timeless,” she says.

For Danielle, all design starts with the land, the piece of property. Is it sloped? Is it flat? What are the views? Can you see your neighbors? Those are just a few of the considerations she looks at first, and then the next step is determining where the client plans to live in the home—where will they spend most of their time. “I don’t care how big your house is; you’re probably going to live in 500 square feet, so let’s just nail it,” she says. “If you know the major portion is going to be spent in your great room, that has to have the best features of your piece of property—the best natural light, the best view of the trees or the view of the hills.”

And while Danielle perceives the indoor-outdoor relationship as vital for clients, she also emphasizes that it requires significant forethought and planning. “You end up wanting to have a large expanse of an opening that somehow magically disappears,” she says. “Whatever budget you have for the house, you need to save some budget for it because invariably it’s expensive to achieve that.”

To successfully blend indoor and outdoor, Danielle also underscores the need to design outdoor rooms thoughtfully. “Thinking through the outdoor rooms is as important as thinking through the indoor rooms,” she advises. “You need to have something drawing you out there.”

Danielle also points out that smaller spaces don’t have to be limiting—on a tight, narrow lot, even five feet of space can be turned into a side patio. Picture a glassy, sliding door leading to a French café table and two chairs. “It’s that mental connection you’re creating,” says Danielle. “Just having the relationship from the inside to the outside and making it accessible.”

Here’s a final point to keep in mind: While infusing your home with fresh air is relaxing and even regenerative, don’t forget, you may also be inviting in buzzing flies, dive-bombing mosquitos and a few icky spiders. “That’s a conversation I have with every single client: ‘What is your tolerance for this sort of stuff?’ I think that it is a very common concern,” Danielle confirms, before citing mitigating options like pocketing doors that include screens.

Bottom line: when you dissolve the barrier to let your life spill between inside and outside, be prepared to appreciate (and accept) all the wonders of nature that come with it. shift-collaborative.com

Los Altos Great Room

GOAL: Create a seamless flow from inside to outside for both entertaining and daily lounging.

APPROACH: Having the space to pocket the doors into the wall entirely requires forethought in the schematic design phase. Here, we hide them behind the fireplace. The wall is 12” thick to accommodate all the door leafs and screen leafs fully pocketing away.

PRO TIP: Paint the inside of the door pocket framing black.

Menlo Park Dining Room

GOAL: Make the relatively small space for a dining room feel spacious and engaged with the garden.

APPROACH: The existing ranch-style house had low ceilings and these doors require large headers, so getting the tallest and widest possible bi-folding door was important.

PRO TIP: Make sure you have room for the bi-folding doors to open without hitting furniture. If necessary, add more sections so each panel is smaller to reduce opening footprint.

Palo Alto Basement/Family Room

GOAL: Flood the basement with natural light by creating an
outdoor courtyard that is surrounded on three sides.

APPROACH: Needing multiple kinds of rooms to all share the courtyard but wanting the light to come in from all sides to the main space, I designed giant, ceiling-high pocket doors to separate the guest bedrooms down here from the family room. When not in use, they are left open to allow all that luscious light to spill into the family room.

PRO TIP: Even if enhancing natural light is the main objective, don’t miss the opportunity to create an inviting outdoor space.

Vinyl Revival

If it’s your first time in The Record Man, the visit will likely begin with a tour from none other than the man himself.

Gary Saxon, founder and owner of the Redwood City music institution since 1988, has made a name for himself for two distinctions.

The first is that he doesn’t put a price tag on any of his albums. Customers come up to the counter expecting to pay anywhere from $3 to $30 per album, depending on how many copies of the album are in stock and what the going rate is online. It’s an unconventional system, the only of its kind, but Gary is a fair businessman who ultimately seeks to please.

The other aspect of The Record Man that separates it from just about any other record shop in the Bay Area is what is stacked between the shelves of this two-story, multi-room house-turned-store: one million records for sale. That figure seems far-fetched—after all, a million makes for good branding—but it’s easy to lose count after only poking through the front section near the door specifically marked for The Beatles and Elvis Presley. Gary keeps these two artists in the front of the house because customers have sought out their albums for over 60 years, and some things have never changed.

From there, the tour weaves through tight canyons of albums. Rooms are divided into genres with rock ‘n’ roll backed up against jazz while gospel, international and miscellaneous records wait for the pickings upstairs. The shelves are stacked, alphabetized hodgepodges of recorded music embodying the last six or more decades.

Repurposing a stepping stool as a chair, Gary plops down in the international jazz corridor with his German Shepard Hunter within petting reach. Brawny with a raspy voice only acquired after living a long life—or in Gary’s case, two lives—he sometimes wears an eyepatch over his right eye, a repercussion from the radiation treatment he underwent for cancer last summer.

Over the last decade, Gary has endured a form of skin cancer called squamous cell carcinoma along with a heart attack and a stroke. He’s healthy today, as is his business, which also bucked its challenges to ultimately persevere as a vibrant pursuit. Collecting vinyl is a hobby indebted to consumerism, sure, but any record collector would agree that the reason they return to shops like The Record Man is not just for that moment when they dig up an aural gem, but for the social interactions that sprout within these cramped hallways, crammed with music in the form of polyvinyl chloride.

It’s this communal spirit that’s at risk as the future of The Record Man enters a period of uncertainty. Gary sold the building last November under the condition that he could keep the store running for two years to allow him time to devise a plan for what to do next. But 2020 creeps closer every minute.

“I’m interested in keeping this going but if I can’t find anybody to partner with, I’ll have to fold up the tent. I’d like to get a warehouse but I don’t want to open it up in a place like Fresno. If I could find one on the Peninsula it would be a godsend,” he says, before repeating a phrase he thought of a few days prior:

“You don’t miss your water until the well runs dry and you don’t miss your record man until he says goodbye.”

While The Record Man’s tomorrow remains unclear, the nature of vinyl records in general has never been better. Nearly 17 million vinyl albums were sold in 2018, according to Nielsen Music, a number that is up 14% from the previous year. This is vinyl’s 13th consecutive year of growth and it’s a new benchmark for vinyl sales since Nielsen Music began tracking numbers in 1991. The largest record chain in the country is Urban Outfitters, a clothing store popular with younger generations who’ve embraced the medium, and records continue to resonate casually in popular culture.

“Every time Jimmy Fallon has a band on The Tonight Show, he shows a vinyl record before they play,” Gary says.

Between The Record Man and Vinyl Solution Records in San Mateo, collectors on the Peninsula, such as Ed Berljafa of San Carlos, are actively participating in this subculture.

“The other day my buddy had his 52nd birthday and I went over to The Record Man to buy him five records,” he says. “To this day, if I see a garage sale I’ll stop to see if anybody has records. Usually it’s $10 for a whole box, and if you find two you want, it was worth it. I still get giddy when I find that record I really want. My wife will say, ‘Don’t you have that already?’ And I might, but this is a cleaner one.”

Ed, who works as a carpenter, refashioned his garage into a vinyl “cave” to store his collection of over 3,000 albums and a sound system he’s stitched together over the years. He began amassing his vinyl pool while working at the bygone Rod’s Records in San Carlos as a college student and now his teenage son is dipping into the hobby.

“When I was buying records in college it was $2.99 and I can prove it—the sticker can’t come off the cover,” he says. “I regret not collecting more reggae, blues or jazz. I have a lot of rock but as I get older, I’m more into jazz. I’ll only listen to Pat Benatar every five years. But what I love about it is when I get my friends together, we’ll drink whiskeys and they’ll pull out a record from my collection and ask, ‘Can we listen to this side?’”

Ask Gary about his record collection and he’s quick to dispel all presumption. “I don’t have one,” he says, before directing his gaze to the mounds of music throughout his store. “This is my collection.”

Raised in Redwood City, Gary was living in a commune in San Francisco’s Haight-Ashbury District during the late ’60s when he decided to make a change. His hair was long and he adopted the name Røeric but this life was ultimately limiting. “People can think of putting flowers in your hair but no, man, we were just a bunch of idiots getting high. Young people squandering the best years of their lives,” he says.

He started setting up shop at flea markets throughout the Bay Area, first selling books before turning his primary focus onto records. He grew a customer base who, when Gary wasn’t at the market that day, would ask around for “the record man.” The name stuck, as did a flea market philosophy on how to run a business.

“I learned how to wheel and deal at flea markets,” he says. “I have the gift of gab. I want people to like me and I like them. My grandma would talk about her dad who had a general store in Detroit. He had two barrels for selling pickles: one for penny pickles and another for two-penny pickles. They’re all the same—that’s merchandising. It’s learning how to deal with people.”

By the mid-’80s, Gary had some 30,000 records and opened the store in 1989, reinventing himself at the age of 45. He sometimes refers to himself as the “vinyl undertaker” due to the hordes of records he’ll take off the hands of sellers but it’s through these massive undertakings that he finds polyvinyl chloride gold, like a bootleg Bob Dylan outtake or Robert Johnson rarities.

Vinyl’s resilience is heightened by the death of the compact disc, a medium that’s tumbled into obscurity on the verge of vanishing. It serves as a potential warning sign for how harsh the market of music can be but Gary has come to accept such unpredictability.

“The Internet killed CDs. But now vinyl is cool and it’s back again—how long, I don’t know?” he muses. “This could be a bubble, but we’re going to keep going until we stop.” 

put the needle in the groove

The Record Man

1322 El Camino Real, Redwood City

Urban Outfitters

660 Stanford Shopping Center, Palo Alto

Vinyl Solution Records

151 W 25th Ave, San Mateo

Chasing The Babe

In the summer of 1974, 45 years ago this season, a momentous event was taking place in major league baseball. Hammerin’ Hank Aaron was chasing Babe Ruth’s record of 714 career home runs, and it created a turbulent time both inside and outside of baseball.

Hank was going to break the record; it was just a question of time. From the headlines and stories in the papers of the day, it was clear that most Americans were aghast that this black man from Atlanta would overtake the record of the most famous, most popular baseball player ever: Babe Ruth.

Recently, it was written that “the racism and abuse Hall of Famer Hank Aaron endured while chasing the home run record of Babe Ruth was so traumatic he almost regretted the accomplishment many consider one of the greatest feats in sports history.”

“I didn’t have too much fun,” the former Atlanta Braves slugger said. “It was the saddest two and one-half years I ever had in baseball. Knowing what I know now, I don’t know that I would do it again.”

The newspapers wrote of the threats on Aaron’s life by people who did not want to see him break Ruth’s record. He had to stay in hiding during a good part of the run. It’s hard to imagine that now, but it was the reality of the day.

I was a kid then—a kid who loved baseball, a theme I’ve written about here before. My team was the Astros, the closest franchise to Amarillo—though its stadium, the venerable Astrodome, was 600 miles away, a full day’s drive that we never made.

But watching this history unfold was a great and thrilling time. Anyone who was a decent human being and a true baseball fan celebrated Aaron’s ability to relentlessly hit baseballs out of the park. Every morning, I would open the paper to see if Hank had hit another one. I would cheer to myself and smile broadly when I checked the box score and saw that he had recorded yet another home run.

I don’t remember Amarillo being much of a racist town. We had black kids in school, and we were friends with them just like anyone else. And I never heard a bad thing said about any black person. Ever. In my Jewish family, we were raised to respect everyone since we, ourselves, were such a minority in our town.

I loved Hank because he was by all accounts a good guy and because he was certainly a great ballplayer and to me that was all that mattered. Though I was just a kid, I understood that how Aaron was being treated was a disgrace. So I sat down and wrote him a letter telling him how great I thought he was and how excited I was for him to break the record. I encouraged him to stay strong and not let the negativity get him down. I wrote a full page on lined paper and sent it to: Hank Aaron, The Atlanta Braves, Atlanta, Georgia.

Apparently it got there, since three weeks later, I received a response. An envelope arrived with the signature Indian brave with the “Braves” logo beneath it and their address. My hands trembled with excitement as I ripped open the envelope. Inside was a one-page typed letter from Hank to “Sloane” thanking me for writing and for supporting him in his quest to reach the home run record.

Of course, I thought that Hank had sat down at a typewriter and banged out that letter only to me. It didn’t occur to me until much later in life that thousands of supportive fans must have been writing to him as well. But even thinking about that much later, I hoped that he actually had signed this particular letter, the one to me.

I’ve always been glad that I took the time to send that letter. I guess I joined tens of thousands of others doing the same thing, though with his sad comments about the backlash while chasing Ruth, it is clear that we couldn’t begin to offset the awfulness that Hank endured. But perhaps we gave him just enough courage to go out there and achieve the record, in spite of the difficulty surrounding his efforts.

Looking back now, I realize that sending that letter was probably more important to me than it was to Hank, for, as Albert Einstein wrote, “If I were to do nothing, I’d be guilty of complicity.” Though my concern was strictly baseball, I learned how good it felt to do the right thing.

The Beat On Your Eats

Gourmet Haus Staudt

Redwood City

Embrace the sunny splendor as we head into summer by indulging in the German pastime of frühschoppen, a tradition that roughly translates as “an alcoholic drink before midday in company.” Where else on the Peninsula is better equipped to honor this Germanic ritual of combining suds with buds than Gourmet Haus Staudt? The longtime downtown fixture is half grocery store, half full-fledged restaurant and bar. The backside biergarten offers a row of wooden picnic tables for exploring the 20 beers on tap and is an ideal outdoor hang for dipping into some German grub such as bratwursts and a doughy pretzel so mighty it barely fits on the tray. The outside area is dog-friendly (with water bowls waiting), so it’s also a perfect post-hike destination. 2615 Broadway, Redwood City. Open Monday from 3PM to 9PM; Tuesday and Wednesday from 10AM to 10PM; Thursday to Saturday from 10AM to 11PM and Sunday from 12PM to 7:30PM.

Steins Beer Garden

Mountain View

The first thing to know about Steins Beer Garden is that the beer list for their 32 taps is available online, it’s updated throughout the week and it runs deep with global flavor. Sure, there are some local favorites like Almanac Beer Company’s VIBES pilsner from just across the Bay in Alameda, but this taproom has a passport. The Doppelbock Dunkel dark bock hails from Andechs in Southern Germany, the Berliner Weisse is a new spin on a classic Berlin sour, while the Hitachino Nest White Ale is a Belgian-style brew that mixes orange peels and nutmeg made in Japan. At Steins, a lifetime of globetrotting for beer tasting is reduced to a single afternoon in Mountain View. 895 Villa Street, Mountain View. Open Monday to Thursday from 11AM to 11PM; Friday from 11AM to 12AM; Saturday from 10AM to 12AM and Sunday from 10AM to 10PM.

47 Hills Brewing Company

South San Francisco

A microbrewery worthy of a few rounds before an SFO departure, 47 Hills Brewing Company covers all the bases for a gratifying beer garden: a dog- and kid-friendly atmosphere, an airy taproom and polished outdoor seating, an inspired beer list ranging from a New England IPA to a strong Belgian quadruple ale plus a 1954 Chevy “handyman wagon” parked indoors to add a little laid-back character. Not to mention the dozens of surfboards suspended throughout the room, which cast a carefree spell over this easygoing brewery. Since opening in 2012, 47 Hills has won over crowds with its full menu of bar staples (truffle fries included) and idiosyncratic brews such as the Yelling at Cars! pilsner. Accosting automobiles has never tasted so refreshing. 137 South Linden Avenue, South San Francisco. Open Tuesday to Friday from 3PM to 10PM; Saturday and Sunday from 12PM to 10PM and closed on Mondays.

Hot Sauce: Philanthropic Peppers

It wasn’t long after a third car swiped Lee Taylor as he was training for his annual charity bike ride between San Francisco and Los Angeles that the now-retired firefighter decided it was time he modify his mode of fundraising.

This was in 2005 and the Palo Alto firefighter was at a crossroads. For the last several years, Lee had used these bike rides to raise money for college scholarships for local high schoolers (an act of service his wife endearingly dubbed his “midlife crisis”) but what good is doing good if it entails bodily harm?

He described his dilemma to coworkers one day at Palo Alto Fire Station 5 on Arastradero Road, perhaps over lunch while a bottle of homemade crimson-colored hot sauce sat on the table. Listening were two fellow firefighters, Mike Chiesa and David Shum, who approached Lee with an idea that grew in plain sight.

For years in the backyard of the firehouse, Lee had tended to a sprawling garden yielding gargantuan pumpkins alongside a row of peppers. In 1994, upon returning from vacation to his (neglected) pepper patch, Lee’s peppers had turned red and ripe. Averse to waste, he went into the kitchen and after 20 minutes of experimentation, swiftly produced a simple recipe for homemade pepper sauce. Heavy on the hot.

He made a gallon’s worth, gave ten coworkers a bottle to take home and by the end of the week each recipient begged for more. Lee had stumbled into hot sauce making and Mike and David saw the big picture for how it could make the lives of local high schoolers, and countless meals, a little bit better.

“The guys chuckled and pulled me aside,” Lee remembers. “They said to sell the hot sauce. Unlike riding your bike, you won’t die doing it.”

Since releasing his 50-case test batch in December 2005, Lee’s Palo Alto Firefighters Pepper Sauce has been a runaway hit. Every expectation in terms of sales and reception has been met and exceeded, but that pales in comparison to the amount of scholarships the sauce’s success has generated. Lee’s bicycle rides produced a few each year; in his 14 years of hot sauce business, Lee has awarded 157 scholarships to high school students in Palo Alto. Furthermore, an additional $50,000 has been donated to area charities.

The sauces are available in three flavors using simple ingredients; the Regular sauce, for instance, only uses chili peppers, citric acid, distilled vinegar, sugar and spices to pack its punch. XX Habanero sauce and XXX Ghost Pepper sauce are also available for foodies with a masochistic bent.

Bottles are shipped to all 50 states and firefighters from around the world will sometimes send pictures of themselves enjoying their meal with a bottle in hand. The operation has grown an average of 15% a year, allowing for Lee to bring on his two children to help run the business. Erik, his son, is the operations manager who handles the production and distribution either online (where 2,000 orders are placed a year) or to the 60 accounts they have across the Bay Area. His daughter Stephanie is the accounts service person and handles the QuickBooks.

Unable to continue working out of the backyard of the firehouse, both due to food laws and expansion, they now work with a company in Healdsburg to produce the sauce. And for tax purposes, the operation is two-pronged: the Palo Alto Firefighters Pepper Sauce is the production arm while the Palo Alto Firefighters Charitable Fund takes care of the philanthropic output.

The hot sauce was awarded several top Scovie Awards, by the judges who recognize the world’s best fiery foods and barbecue products, but the most rewarding aspect for Lee is seeing all of the framed pictures of the past scholarship recipients displayed at Fire Station #6.

The scholarship application asks each high school student to write an essay on what role the Palo Alto fire department has played in their life. Last year, Gunn High School senior Rachel Barkin detailed how the fire department has been there for her family since the day her brother was born on the front lawn of her family’s home. “Growing up, I would tell that story to anyone who would listen,” she writes. “Forget Superman or Batman… firefighters Catherine, Mark and Randy were the real superheroes!”

Now a freshman at Barnard College in New York City studying psychology, Rachel put her scholarship towards paying for textbooks. “I didn’t know this but paying for college books is incredibly expensive,” she says. “My two Spanish books were $200 alone!”

Lee was once a college student himself, attending American River College in Sacramento when he first heard of Palo Alto over three decades ago. He’s a Sacramento native who self-funded his private education at Christian Brothers High School through part-time jobs. (A brick tower near the entrance of his alma mater carries a message in white lettering: “Enter to learn. Leave to serve.”) He looked up to a pair of uncles who were firefighters and liked the physical nature of the job. Plus, the aspect of helping people cemented his interest in the career.

While studying at American River College, Palo Alto Fire Department set up a table in the junior college’s auditorium for a hiring fair in the summer of 1982. Lee took notes on the department for a friend and they both decided to apply for one of the six positions against a grouping of 800 applicants. They were each accepted and began later that year.

Across his 30 years on the job, Lee became Apparatus Operator (the driver of the fire truck) and was the relief captain for 15 years. Geo Blackshire, the current interim fire chief for Palo Alto, was his early trainee. Lee lives with his wife Karren in Antioch and commuted into Palo Alto for the entirety of his career. The 73-mile drive proved beneficial when he would deliver sauces to local grocery stores along the way after work, but juggling a 50-hour-a-week side job on top of his full-time duty eventually led him to retire in 2012.

Lee now enjoys his pepper sauce in the company of his grandchildren, tends to his home garden and will do special projects for the Palo Alto Firefighters Pepper Sauce. The revenue from the sauce is capable of funding students as long as people keep buying, and this ringing success continues to bewilder its creator.

“I never really thought of it as being extraordinary or anything noteworthy, but I’ve been at some events and had people come up to me and ask to be mentored. I asked why and they said, ‘Look at what you’ve done,’” Lee says and starts thinking aloud. “It’s very flattering to know that what I created quickly became something for so many people.”

fire it up

For a list of local stores carrying Palo Alto Firefighters Pepper Sauce, visit paloaltofirefighters.com

Fresh Fish: Ocean2table

Whether it’s Farm-to-Table or Slow Food, the trend is fresh, clean and organic. But what about our fish? How do we know where it’s coming from—and if it’s even local?

Enter Charlie Lambert and Ian Cole and their joint venture, Ocean2Table.

Charlie (originally from Woodside) and Ian (originally from Palo Alto) grew up with a passion to fish at an early age. Introduced to trout fishing by his father, Charlie started casting a line at a lake by a family cabin in the Mendocino National Forest. Ian credits his fishing prowess to his years as a Boy Scout.

“I was lucky enough to have a troop leader to wake me up at 4AM and fish for trout in the High Sierra,” Ian says.

Both have lasting memories of fishing in their youth. Their interest led them to UC Santa Cruz to pursue degrees in environmental studies, where they eventually met and became friends over fishing and surfing.

After graduating in 2010, Ian joined the National Marine Fisheries Service as a fisheries observer. Charlie graduated the following year and began working with the Department of Fish and Wildlife out of Monterey. While Ian monitored commercial fishermen, Charlie helped sample what local recreational fishermen were bringing in. Individually, they began to question the local impact and where the catch ended up. As Ian recalls, “We were having lots of these questions at jobs that were related but run by different departments. Where is all this fish going? Why is it not showing up in local markets?”

The two spent time delving deeper and bouncing ideas off of each other. “A lot of people are really conscious in the Bay Area of where their vegetables are coming from but the fish supply chain is complicated and hard to understand,” Ian says. “The main problem we were seeing was that the vast majority of what was being caught locally was being exported overseas. And the vast majority of what we were consuming in California is imported,” Charlie adds. “Which doesn’t make sense to us. There is all this delicious local fish that is being landed right here.”

That disconnect—the abundance of locally-caught wild fish with limited local consumer access—triggered an idea. “Charlie and I had the opportunity to bring some change by making this traceable, local, environmentally conscious fish available to the public and increase demand for these species that are under-loved,” Ian says. Examples include sablefish, pacific sanddabs, California halibut, rockfish, petrale sole and spot prawns.

To get the plan launched, they connected with Steve Fitz, captain of the Mr. Morgan boat that became the cornerstone of their business. Charlie and Ian credit Steve with bringing the Scottish Seine technique, a lesser-known, sustainable fishing method, to the West Coast. Using a smaller net, the technique is more efficient and less damaging to the ocean floor habitat compared to traditional trawling that grabs anything in its path. This method has resulted in a 0% Rate of By-Catch, or zero discarded catch of unwanted species.

In late 2013, Ian and Charlie began testing interest in door-to-door distribution to 10 friends and family members in Santa Cruz and Palo Alto. Based on the positive response, the duo left their jobs and co-founded Ocean2Table in early 2014. With the motto “From the Boat to Your Table in One Day,” the business began to grow steadily. They next introduced an e-newsletter summarizing the latest catch, scaling up from 400 email recipients in 2014 to the current 5,000.

To keep pace with demand, after starting with six boats (including their own 17-foot skiffs), Ocean2Table now has 30 boats providing fresh, wild-caught local seafood. In addition to a healthier Rate of By-Catch, Ocean2Table is staying up with the leading factors of how the sustainability of any fish species is being measured: the gear and methods used, the amount caught and remaining population.

With many locals already familiar with popular Community Supported Agriculture (farm box) programs, Ocean2Table became one of the first CSFs (Community Supported Fishery) in the state. They are regulated by the California Department of Fish and Game with seafood availability determined by what is being harvested during that season. Everything is sold the day after it is caught. “We want people to get the fish as fast as possible,” Ian emphasizes. “We don’t freeze anything. It’s delivered fresh.”

Ocean2Table delivers online fish orders direct to doorstep or via numerous pickup locations in San Mateo and Santa Clara counties, including Los Altos, Palo Alto, Menlo Park, San Carlos and Belmont. Their business has also caught on with top chefs on this side of the hill at notable restaurants such as Taverna in Palo Alto, Flea Street Cafe in Menlo Park and Manresa in Los Gatos.

The net-net is a win-win: a healthier ocean ecosystem, a more reliable marketplace for local fishermen and fresher seafood options for the Peninsula.

get hooked

getocean2table.com

make it

Ian’s Famous Miso-Marinated Sablefish

Ingredients

  • ¼ cup red or white miso paste
  • ¼ cup sake
  • 2 Tbl mirin
  • 2 tsp soy sauce
  • 1 Tbl vegetable oil
  • ⅛ cup sugar
  • 4 black cod (sablefish) fillets, 5 to 6 ounces each

Directions:

Whisk together miso, sake, mirin, soy sauce, oil and sugar. Rub mixture over every surface of the fillets. Transfer to a sealable plastic bag or container. Proceed immediately to the next step, or for best results, marinate for about 30 minutes or up to two days.

Adjust broiler rack to 4 inches from heat source and preheat broiler or toaster oven broiler to high. Cover a small broiler pan with aluminum foil. Place fillets skin side down on pan. Broil until top surface is well charred and a thin skewer inserted into fish shows no resistance at all when piercing through layers of flesh, about 10 minutes. If any areas of fish threaten to burn, shield with small pieces of aluminum foil.

Alternatively, cook on mediumhigh heat in a non-stick pan.

When fish is cooked, carefully remove pin bones with a pair of tweezers (there should be no resistance), and serve immediately.

Ice Cream: Tin Pot Magic

Summer’s here! For months now, ice cream makers have been gearing up for their biggest season. At Tin Pot Creamery, the warm-weather menu will be fruit-forward, with mango madness at its heart.

I arrive at the Tin Pot production facility in San Carlos as the firm’s co-founder Becky Sunseri does a final taste test of a new flavor combo: mango ice cream topped with sticky rice sauce and hazelnuts.  Without ceremony, I grab a spoonful. It’s beyond delicious—fruity, mellow, not too sweet, completely addictive. Where did this great taste spring from? When can I have more?

“This will be on our summer menu,” Becky assures me.

This particular recipe has been evolving for some time as part of Tin Pot’s painstaking development process. “We were inspired by some of the great Asian food in San Francisco—we must have eaten almost every sticky rice dish in the area before we started playing around with our own tastes and textures,” explains Becky. “It’s a long process. It’s easy to make a good recipe but to make a really great one takes a lot of hard work.”

Becky crackles with energy, never more so than when she’s talking about creating new tastes. Her palate has been honed by many influences: her mother’s excellent home cooking, her degree in food science at Cornell University and varied experience in the food business including several years as a pastry chef for Facebook.

From childhood, Becky has always loved experimenting with food. It’s this passion for exploring the unexpected, combined with a commitment to small-batch production and highest quality ingredients, that lies behind Tin Pot’s success. There’s also her focus on creating new confections. “When I’m developing new recipes, my vision is an inseparable mash-up of pastry cookery and ice cream making. My big thing is composed desserts,” Becky notes.

Fans agree with Becky’s approach. After opening in Palo Alto’s Town & Country Village in 2013, Tin Pot continued to expand. Along with its manufacturing facility in San Carlos, it now boasts three scoop shops on the Peninsula, and another in Campbell.

Tin Pot Creamery pulls off a rare feat: appealing to children as much as to adults. While parents reach for Salted Butterscotch or Blue Jasmine ice cream, children can have a moment of silliness personalizing their Cookie Monster or Birthday Cake scoops with Tin Pot’s signature candy eyes and smiles.

Finding joy through creativity—a philosophy nurtured by her musician parents—has become a driving force for Becky. After moving with her now-husband to the West Coast, all it took was a short stint in a conventional marketing job to make her realize the importance of finding her own creative outlet.

“I found no joy in spreadsheets—they’re wonderful things, but they don’t inspire me,” Becky says. But San Francisco offered year-round abundance of great produce, a vibrant restaurant culture and a never-ending access to new flavors. “The idea of making a living in food is really prevalent here in the Bay Area. I began to think that that’s where I should be seeking joy in my life.”

Working in San Francisco’s Ferry Building restaurants brought her tantalizingly close, but not quite on target for her dream. “I was deveining shrimp and chopping onions one day and it hit me: this is not my thing!”

A colleague suggested the pastry course at the (now-closed) Tante Marie cooking school in San Francisco. Becky fit the course in alongside a grueling schedule of part-time work, plus countless pastry experiments in her apartment kitchen.

“I even set up my own company, making and delivering everything myself. It was really hard. Once, on the train, a woman sat on a box of tarts that I’d spent hours working on! After about a year, I realized I needed to reset and go back to learn more.”

Becky’s husband, who at the time worked for Facebook, helped Becky find a position there. The work was intensive, but still allowed Becky time to continue her experiments with ice cream recipes at night. “I was spurred by my conviction that homemade always tastes so much better,” says Becky. Having perfected a unique ice cream base mixture based on organic, locally sourced ingredients, French recipes and Italian churning techniques, she began to dream of starting an ice cream-of-the-month club.

Becky turned her dream into reality in 2012. It was fun but it wasn’t easy. “I made everything at home in a domestic Cuisinart machine, picking up dry ice from a local supermarket, spending ages planning deliveries. I had 75 customers and freezer chests everywhere,” Becky recalls. For a year, she hand-delivered her offerings to a growing band of devotees from San Francisco to San Jose.

In 2013, a corner storefront in Palo Alto’s popular Town & Country shopping center became available. Becky and her business partner (a businesswoman who prefers to remain behind-the-scenes) jumped on the opportunity.

Today, Tin Pot Creamery handmakes ice creams, toppings, sauces, mix-ins and baked goods every day. All ingredients are carefully sourced, organic and local wherever possible. “One Christmas, our supplier of natural candy cane couldn’t fulfill our order,” recalls Becky. “That turned into a real scramble.”

Becky is now looking beyond the warm-weather months for new ice cream inspiration. “Summer is our prime time and that’s when we employ the most people. However, we’re looking at ideas for cooler seasons as well.” One avenue of investigation is a pie and ice cream concept; other new lines include online ordering, gifting and catering.

With the expanding number of locations and employees (ranging between about 65 and 80 depending on the season), Becky found herself spending more time than she wanted on administration. Last year, she and her co-founder appointed Evelyn Scalora as CEO to help manage the growing operation. This has freed Becky up to go back full-time to her real love: developing ice cream desserts.

Becky’s routine now includes several days a week in her own kitchen, experimenting with new flavors using her trusty domestic ice cream maker. Becky shows me an adorable video of her two-year-old son and chief tester, Leo, thoughtfully licking a spatula. “Matcha,” says the young connoisseur.

With another baby on the way, Becky’s energy and passion for Tin Pot shows no sign of flagging. “Life is not always happy,” she observes. “But with ice cream you can make happy moments. People appreciate that. When I can put together something new that’s fun and really works, I sometimes feel like a magician.”

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3081 South Delaware Street, Suite B • San Mateo

Town & Country Village • 855 El Camino Real #121 • Palo Alto

201 First Street • Los Altos

Water Sports: Splash Zone

The chilly, early-morning air makes me glad I’m wearing a long-sleeved rashguard. Or maybe the shivers are really nerves. I’ve never been on a stand-up paddleboard (SUP) before, much less practiced yoga on one of these floating mats. I keep reminding myself of the worst that could happen: falling in the water. Not so bad, right?

Our group gathers, sipping coffee and chatting about our different experience levels. Many have a long-standing yoga practice, while others are brand-new to yoga but have spent more time on the SUP. All of us feel a bit uncertain but willing to give it a shot, led by our upbeat, reassuring teacher. Boards and paddles in hand, we take a brief lesson on land before slowly making our way out onto Shoreline Lake.

Mountain View’s Shoreline Park opened to the public in 1983. Fifteen years earlier, these 544 acres were pretty much wasteland: a junkyard, flood plains, a hog farm and sewage treatment. Paddling out onto the 50-acre saltwater lake, it’s hard to imagine the lengthy process that created this serene public space. Only 300 yards from the San Francisco Bay, the lake is unaffected by tides; 22 hours a day, water is pumped in from the Charleston Slough, then pumped back out via Permanente Creek. Winds do pick up, though, enough for sailing and windsurfing. Despite the light breeze this morning, the water thankfully remains fairly calm; my wariness is the only thing rocking my board.

“Safety is absolutely first,” stresses Lisa Gaillant, who teaches at Shoreline and at Redwood City’s West Point Harbor (through Onboard SUP). “My philosophy is love over fear. Make sure that you are comfortable in something that scares you.” Lisa always takes time to ensure that every participant uses personal flotation devices correctly and a board leash when appropriate. It’s also critical, she says, to tether the boards to the buoys for safety. Once we click in, the SUPs become much more stable; the biggest trick is keeping the gentle waves from turning our boards into bumper cars. I certainly feel much steadier and more confident about this adventure.

Our class begins with a slow-flowing series of postures, testing our balance. Slower movements help us focus on engagement and stability, working the muscles much more than simply pushing through postures with momentum. We achieve some poses more easily on the board than first expected. Surprisingly, some postures easily attained on land make me certain I’ll fall in the water at any second. (None of us do.)

A flock of birds from the nearby sanctuary splash-lands near the edge of the lake. We lurk in a balancing tiger pose while a group of kayakers plays water basketball nearby. The park forbids swimming, fishing and motorized watercraft, and the birds seem oblivious to our presence.

As the morning grows warmer, more visitors arrive, rowing boats and paddling canoes rented on the dock. Dedicated in the early 1990s, the boathouse used to operate seasonally but has opened year-round since 2000, allowing for an expanded selection of lessons and rentals. Visitors can rent pedal boats, kayaks and canoes hourly, half-day or full-day; certified sailors can rent sailboats and windsurfers. (Lifejackets are free of charge.) The small retail shop sells sunscreen, towels, wetsuits, and other items perhaps forgotten at home.

After a final shoulder-stand and sun-soaked final relaxation pose, we stand up and begin paddling back to shore. In just an hour on the boards, we’ve transformed. A lot more laughter erupts from the group, and we joke about racing each other to shore, dodging various watercraft heading in our direction. Back on shore, we strike a tree pose for a final photo before heading to brunch at the lakeside American Bistro, watching others arrive for summer fun on the water.

Meanwhile, in the heart of Foster City, Leo J. Ryan Park has lured water sports aficionados for the past 14 years. (The park’s namesake, the congressman assassinated in the Jonestown Guyana massacre in 1978, served as a Navy submariner in the 1940s.) Though the breeze is too strong for SUP yoga, the park’s extensive, five-mile-long saltwater lagoon beckons windsurfers and paddlers from up and down the Peninsula. Protected from the Bay by a crescent of land, the lagoon has ideal weather and water conditions for curious beginners. The city allows swimming and licensed fishing in the lagoon. The park prohibits powerboating, making the space safer for water sports.

Decades-old California Windsurfing sits in a simple boathouse on the boardwalk alongside the lagoon. They provide lessons and equipment rentals for windsurfing, kayaking and stand-up paddleboarding. Pedal boat rentals cost $10 per ½ hour. As long as there’s an adult along, children are welcome. Remember to bring ID, as driver’s license or passport is required for watercraft rental, and note that only cash payment is accepted.

And perhaps the best way to cool off without a pool—get in the water. To repeat, there’s swimming in Foster City! In fact, it’s one of the few local spots where you can find sandy swimming beaches—with some of the cleanest water in the Bay Area. Look for large green patches of grass for picnicking, often with playgrounds for the kids. Marlin Park (Neptune Drive and Cringle Drive) offers 3.1 acres of sandy beach, and the sheltered cove cuts down on the breeze. And for hardier swimmers, set a summer goal for swimming across Central Lake in Leo J. Ryan Park.

Finally, in Redwood City, hit 101 Surf Sports to try out SUP, SUP yoga, windsurfing, kaying, outrigger canoeing and even surfskiing. They occasionally host fun, family-friendly paddling races for newbies and veteran racers alike.

hit the water

Shoreline Lake Boathouse, 3160 North Shoreline Boulevard, Mountain View. shorelinelake.com

California Windsurfing, 650 Shell Boulevard, Foster City. californiawindsurfing.com

101 Surf Sports, 101 Westpoint Harbor Road, Redwood City. 101surfsports.com

South Shore Summer Secrets

Step into the Social House in South Lake Tahoe’s Heavenly Village, and it’s clear this eatery knows how to make a craft sandwich—whether it’s a classic Reuben or a Caprese Panini on ciabatta. What’s not so obvious is what’s behind the sturdy bolted-wood refrigeration door at the back of the establishment. We walk with purpose past brightly lit tables and patrons munching on potato chips and pause in front of it. We look around in speculation. Are we supposed to say something? Is there a secret password? After all, we’ve only heard a rumor.

Apparently, we’ve caught the right eye. “Do you want in?” we are asked by a Social House staffer, in what sounds like a conspiratorial whisper. We nod our heads affirmatively and a code is typed into the keypad next to the door, which releases the lock. We step into a tiny storage space with empty crates and face another heavy door, this one suggesting a walk-in freezer. We turn the door knob and… the crowded deli fades out behind us, along with a century of time. As our eyes adjust to the low light, we take in the 1920s-styled Community Speakeasy—the decorative pressed tin patterned ceiling, hanging crystal chandelier and wall sconces, red-brick walls and oil-lamp-lit bar stretching almost the length of the small room. As we settle in at one of two high-top tables, red curtains pull back to reveal a tiny shelf of a stage. A keyboardist strikes the first chords of a Bruce Hornsby song and music washes over us. Slowly sipping a Blackberry Sage Smash served tall on the rocks, I think about how Tahoe still holds many secrets and surprises.

This past winter delivered a welcome surprise all its own—with Tahoe racking up its single snowiest month in history along with bragging rights to the best snowpack in the Western U.S. But with the spring and now summer melt, Tahoe is shaking off its heavy winter coat and revealing a different seasonal bounty of treasures. Whether you’re a Tahoe novice, or even if you’ve been doing the full I-80 east trek (or veering off to I-50) for as long as you can remember, here’s a sampling of some new offerings and perhaps some yet untried adventures. With two months of special coverage, we head to the South Shore in this issue followed by the North Shore in July.

ready for action

The vibe of South Tahoe is fun—as in, there’s always something going on. Of course, the casinos are here at properties like Hard Rock, Harveys and Harrah’s but blackjack, roulette and slot machines represent just one slice of the action.

As popular as Tahoe is in the winter, it’s always amazing to see how summer transforms the experience—with its own enticing flipside. The same gondola that’s winter’s ticket to the slopes of Heavenly Mountain becomes the gateway to Epic Discovery, an outdoor playland of ropes courses, tubing and climbing walls. When Epic Discovery opens for the summer season on June 21, you’ll be able to sample some new adventures, all with spectacular views of the lake. Set amongst the pines, surrounding the mid-station observation deck, the Canopy Tour immerses guests in the forest with an array of zip lines and aerial bridges. Guided 4×4 Mountain Tours in all-mountain vehicles offer vistas of Tahoe, the Carson Valley and Desolation Wilderness. For a downhill thrill, hop into a sled on the gravity-based Alpine Coaster for a ride through dense forest and natural rock formations.

The iconic Emerald Bay is one of Tahoe’s most photographed/Instagrammable landmarks, but if you snorkel or scuba dive, a much less crowded view is opening up to you. This summer, you can get a first look at the new Emerald Bay Maritime Heritage Trail. Featuring interpretive panels, the trail covers four dive sites (three being revealed for the first time), capturing the mysteries of Emerald Bay’s sunken ships used during the early 20th century. Even veteran visitors may not realize that Emerald Bay is the final resting place for numerous launches, boats and barges used during the heyday of the Emerald Bay Resort (1920s and 1930s) and the 1929 construction of Vikingsholm, one of the finest examples of Scandaniavian architecture in the U.S. You won’t find a more diverse group of sunken small watercraft anywhere else in the country.

music in the air

Another distinct South Shore summer offering is live music, which always seems to be wafting in the air. For a memorable night out, Harveys Summer Concert Series offers outdoor arena seating for 4,000 under the stars, hosting acts like Tim McGraw on June 14, Blake Shelton on July 12 and Jackson Browne on August 10. For free entertainment, check out Heavenly Village—all day and into the night. Grab some eats at Azul Latin Kitchen, California Burger Co., Base Camp Pizza Company or Gunbarrel Tavern, and you’ll find live music starting up at 11AM and jamming all the way to closing, on indoor stages or the plaza patio. And back to that secret bar, if you’re in the know at the Social House, you can catch daily live acts, and even the occasional Burlesque show, at the Community Speakeasy. It’s the smallest of venues, no more than 36 inside at a time, including the bartenders, so it feels like you’re getting a private performance. A favorite with visitors and locals alike, the Live at Lakeview Summer Music Series returns June 21 for its 8th season. It’s a weekly Thursday night community gathering with free amphitheater  shoreside seating.

libations and sweets

Whether it’s winter or summer, it’s always draft season in Lake Tahoe, and the South Shore has nine local craft breweries or taprooms all within six miles, collectively bundled as the South Lake Tahoe Beer Trail. The newest entry is the Hangar Taproom & Bottle Shop with 30 rotating craft beers on tap. To be clear, the primary focus here is beer with the goal of “getting stuff no one else has.” When we dropped by, offerings ranged from a Coronado Cosmic Ocean IPA to a Brooklyn Lager. And while food trucks will be on hand this summer to help soak up the brew, the biggest draw is the expansive outdoor setting. Featuring firepits, bocce ball, cornhole and even a dog park, it’s a one-stop summer hangout. For the cornhole bean bags, ask inside at the bar. Apparently the squirrels like to nibble on them so they are closely guarded. For the record, I completely dominated a spousal match-up with my own rather surprising (and inexplicable) cornhole prowess. For local hand-crafted brews and more substantial grub, check out the Cold Water Brewery & Grill. If you find yourself waiting for a table, you can pass the time in the tasting room adjacent to the restaurant. Leave the pooch behind though. The sign outside says no (cigarette) butts or mutts.

On the sweet side, Crazy Good Bakery and Cafe already had a following for small-batch gourmet donuts and pies at local farmers markets, so South Lake was psyched to get a brick-and-mortar location last fall. You’ll find scones, cupcakes, muffins and cookies—along with (boiled before baking) fresh bagels. Glazed and Confused Tahoe Donut will also be opening up its own South Shore stand-alone location this summer. Eclectic creations include the Oh-Oh-O-REO and the Vincent Van Dough.

exceptional edgewood

Summer on the South Shore also brings the 30th annual American Century Championship, the star-studded celebrity golf tournament scheduled for July 9-14 at the storied Edgewood Tahoe Golf Course. Meanwhile, the new Lodge at Edgewood (edgewoodtahoe.com) is quickly building its own legendary reputation. The 235-acre lakefront resort—with the area’s only private beach—offers a unique blend of exceptional pampering and casual comfort. Although just opened in 2017, Edgewood Tahoe has already earned the #1 Continental U.S. Resort Hotel ranking by Travel & Leisure readers. What does it take to become the South Shore’s seminal destination? Numbers tell part of the story: 154 luxury guest rooms and suites, an 8,500-square-foot rejuvenating spa, three acclaimed restaurants. We happily checked in to discover more of Edgewood’s secrets.   

It wasn’t a difficult search. Edgewood’s daily complimentary Mountain Mindful Yoga and the bliss of moving into a Warrior II pose under towering pine trees. Reading the morning paper in Edgewood’s Great Room, hopelessly (and gratefully) distracted from the news by 38-foot floor-to-ceiling lakeview windows. Lounging back in Adirondack chairs on the sandy beach, marveling at sparks of light flashing off Lake Tahoe’s impossibly crystal blue water, as wispy clouds drifted past the Sierra Nevada range laid out in front of us. Swimming lap after lap while marveling how the mesmerizing views line up perfectly with Edgewood’s infinity pool and hot tub. The daily S’mores Cart loaded with all the fixings with outside fire pits ready for roasting. Dinner at Edgewood Restaurant timed with the sunset—and another floor-to-ceiling view of glorious shifting shades of pink as the mountains turned into dark silhouettes. Nibbling on salt-crusted rolls from Edgewood’s own bakery before relishing a seafood feast of seared diver scallops, pan-seared sea bass and lobster risotto. In the end, we didn’t come back with a single takeaway, rather one after another in a series of memorable moments.

Heading back, Peninsula-bound, hopping on I-50 to I-80 (traffic blissfully in check), refreshed and ready to re-engage, we reflected that we can always count on the reliable favorites—the bike trails, hiking, kayaking, golfing, horseback riding, beaches and casinos—but it’s encouraging to see that the South Shore is always upping its game. To start planning your getaway, visit tahoesouth.com. And don’t forget to join us when we head to Tahoe’s North Shore in July.

Generations: Palo Alto Passages

Pulling up to a corner lot in the Green Gables neighborhood in Palo Alto, it’s clear that school just got out for the day. Kids are riding home on their bicycles—chatting away as they pedal, wearing gleeful expressions of liberation. It’s 2019, but except for the tipoff of Brandy Melville apparel and The North Face backpacks, this timeless ritual is the same scene that’s been happening for decades—and even generations here.

Stepping into the house on the corner lot, time slips away again. An antique secretary desk sits in the corner, the shelves lined with a mix of fading black and white and color photos, capturing milestones—weddings, children, graduations, grandchildren—in one family’s life. Married for 55 years, Fred and Imogene Chancellor have lived here in Green Gables for 46 of them.

Imogene (pronounced with a long vowel sound ‘I’ at the start) began her life in a very different place, a world away from the Palo Alto she knows as home. Born in West Virginia, she was a coal miner’s daughter, growing up in the segregated South. “My two very best friends were two white girls,” she remembers. “Their dad was a coal miner, and my dad was a coal miner. When we played together, we never had any difficulty. But when we went to the movies, I was required to go to the balcony, and they were required to sit downstairs.”

From an early age, Imogene set a goal of going to college—and knew her exact path. “When I was very young, I told my mama, as I called her, and my daddy, that I wanted to become a nurse.” With her parents’ encouragement and support, she went to nursing school in West Virginia, which led her to Ohio State University Hospital, where she became head nurse of the preemie nursery and met her husband, Fred. In 1972, Fred was offered a position as director of personnel with the Mountain View-Los Altos High School District, and as Imogene puts it, “We came here and I’ve never looked back.”

After settling into their Palo Alto home with children in tow (Marland and Brian, two years apart, and then later, Stephanie, nine years younger), Imogene didn’t immediately go back to work. Actively involved in Junior League, the First Congregational Church of Palo Alto and Foothills Tennis & Swimming Club, Imogene’s social connections broadened—bringing her into contact with Sam Webster, a Palo Alto businessman and community booster, considered a local icon. “After having known him for about six months, he said, ‘I think you would make a terrific realtor. You need to come in and speak with me,’” recalls Imogene. Three years later, when Stephanie turned four, she called Sam to say, “I have my license.”

What followed was a 30-plus-year career in local real estate—where she was considered a bit of a pioneer. “Interestingly enough, I don’t recall ever meeting anybody who was taken aback by the fact that I was a black woman, and most of my clients have become my friends,” Imogene says. Imogene also helped initiate the first wave in another trend, when the next generation, her middle son, Brian, joined her in 1994 to become a mother and son team.

Sitting together at Imogene’s kitchen table, Brian, now 50, remembers doing homework here, listening to his mother on the phone. “The landline used to be on that wall over there,” he says, pointing across the room. “My mother would conduct a lot of business here in the kitchen and I remember hearing her conversations and asking a lot of questions.”

Like his mother before him, Brian grew up knowing exactly what he wanted to do. “I joke with people that I’m kind of a real estate brat, borrowing from military terminology,” he says. After graduating from UCSD with a business degree and turning down an opportunity in Dallas, Texas, he returned to his hometown of Palo Alto. “Just like my mom, I was very gregarious. I would have been miserable sitting behind a desk in an office,” says Brian, reflecting on his decision to partner with Imogene. “My mom always gave me the room to grow and to be myself, which was huge.”

Like every other family, the Chancellors haven’t been immune to challenges—tragedy struck in 2000, when they lost Stephanie to lymphoma. In recent years, Imogene has faced her own battle with multiple sclerosis. “She has always been the one to help and it took a little getting used to for her to be the one needing some assistance,” Brian says. “She has been extremely resilient and has never complained or felt sorry for herself.”

Brian met his Danish wife, Nana, in Palo Alto and they live in Crescent Park, less than a mile from his parents, with their sons, who are now 15 and 12. The three generations remain close in every way, with Imogene and Fred keeping busy in retirement and Brian forging his own path with the boutique real estate brokerage Sereno Group Palo Alto. A common theme throughout the family is volunteerism—which Imogene started in her Junior League days and continues to be modeled by Brian and Nana. “It’s important to give back to the community,” Imogene says. “That was something my parents did in our community and my kids have done the same thing in their adult lives.”

Brian acknowledges that his mother’s childhood stories—and the gulf between their upbringings—are a constant inspiration, especially as he watches his own children grow up.

“It’s fun to see my kids in the same places, playing on the same basketball courts and the same baseball fields,” Brian says. “We’re just so lucky to have the diversity, not just of ethnicity, but of thought and of endless opportunities and access, but we always have to remember that there are other people whose lives aren’t like this.”   

Diary of a Dog: Ewok

Okay, I know exactly what you’re thinking. My ears are really big. They are definitely my distinguishing feature and I’ve been told I look different from the average dog at the park. What kind of dog am I? Where did I come from? I hear those questions all the time. Given my prodigious auditory appendages, I hear lots of things.

I’m actually from far, far away. (Not galaxies like my namesake Ewoks but almost 7,000 miles!) An organization called Woofie’s Rescue learned that I was in a shelter in South Korea and flew me here to find my family. I’m told I’m a Chihuahua/Japanese spitz mix but I consider myself an original. Ashley, Lou, Jillian and Jamie recognized my unique, spunky spirit right away—even though I was a funny-looking puppy—with a shaved body and gigantic ears. That was three years ago, and as you can see, I’ve really grown into myself.

More than anything else, I enjoy hanging out in my neighborhood park. When my family even glances at my leash, I relentlessly follow them around until we go. I might have short legs, but I run really fast and can catch almost any of my friends when we play chase. I also love riding in cars and if I see the door even start to open, I will jump in, ready for any adventure. My other favorite transportation mode is Lou’s jacket. When he tucks me inside and carries me around, I feel so lucky. My family loves me so much that they say they would clone me if they could. I’m glad they can’t. I’m happy to be one of a kind.   

Windrider Screens Again

Twelve years ago, an invitation to a film festival changed Atherton resident Terri Bullock’s life. Her good friend Merrit Sawyer asked her to join her at Windrider Institute classes, which run concurrently with the Sundance Film Festival.

“Before that, I wasn’t much of a filmgoer,” she recalls. “But that week I saw 17 films and was converted. You didn’t leave just feeling entertained, you left wanting to take action.”

Terri learned that the non-profit Windrider Institute was founded on the belief that stories are the storehouses of culture and that visual media, our culture’s principal form of storytelling, is the most critical, value-defining medium of our age.

“I thought, what better place than the Peninsula to host a film festival based on those beliefs,” she says.

When Windrider Film Forum Bay Area returns to the Menlo-Atherton Performing Arts Center in late June, it will be celebrating its 10th anniversary.

“Our goal is to present powerful stories that are intelligent, caring and intentional in their efforts to make a contribution to the world,” Terri says. “Hence our tagline: Independent Films, Compelling Conversations, Unexpected Journeys.”

Just as remarkable as the films that have screened over the past nine years is the fact that the festival is planned and executed almost entirely by volunteers who are scattered up and down the Peninsula. This includes Terri, the director of the forum.

Like Terri, volunteer Shannon Fischer, a Menlo Park resident, has been involved since the beginning. “It was a happy coincidence that I met Terri at the Sundance Festival,” she says. “When I learned that she wanted to recreate Windrider in the Bay Area, I asked her how I could be involved.

“Hitting 10 years is a real milestone. I’ll run into people and when they hear I’ve been involved with Windrider, they’ll say, ‘Oh, I go every year!’ That’s so satisfying.”

Volunteer Maureen Garrett, who lives in San Carlos and is on the staff of the non-profit Peninsula Bridge, knew Terri from working together in banking. “I just adored everything about her, and we remained friends. When she started Windrider, I attended for a few years and then got involved seven years ago helping coordinate volunteers,” Maureen says. “The vast majority of us who volunteer have 9 to 5 jobs. But the involvement with Windrider feeds us in a way distinct from other roles in life.”

Belmont resident Regina Susa is in her third year as a volunteer, taking on the roles of advertising co-chair and email ambassador this year. “In the past, most of my volunteer efforts have revolved around my children’s sports and schools,” she says. “It’s great to be involved with something that has a much broader reach in the community. There’s so much satisfaction in filling the house with people who are so enthusiastic about what they’re viewing.”

A distinct feature of Windrider is that the filmmakers and/or subjects of the films are present and open to questions following each film. “A film doesn’t get booked until we have the commitment from the filmmaker or subjects to be here,” says Terri.

We talked with her about how Windrider has evolved over 10 years. “I think we’ve gotten more focused on our mission—how we can bring something special to the community. Our films have always been highly curated but our focus now is on films that are seen through a lens of hope,” she says. “There are many good films out there, but some are so sad. We want to present films that address issues in ways that inspire action.”

Terri provides one example: “After watching Skid Row Marathon and Refugee at last year’s festival, Tina Tend-Henson held a painting day last fall at her church in Redwood City. She wanted people to think about these issues and also raise funds for the Skid Row Running Club and Asylum Access.”

This year, one of the feature-length films is Moonlight Sonata: Deafness in Three Movements, a deeply personal memoir by filmmaker Irene Taylor Brodsky about a deaf boy growing up, his deaf grandfather growing old and Beethoven during the year he became deaf and wrote his iconic sonata. Filmmaker Irene Taylor Brodsky and producer Tahria Sheather will be in attendance.

The theme of this year’s short film program is “making a positive difference.” One short is Esta Es Tu Cuba, the true story about one of the 14,000 children who left Cuba on their own during the rise of Castro to pursue a better life in the U.S. Filmmaker Brian Robau, the son of one of those children, will be present.

Another is Beneath the Ink, a documentary about a tattoo artist in the Appalachia region of Ohio who donates his services to “erase the hate,” reworking racist and other hateful tattoos to make them beautiful graphics. Filmmaker Cy Dodson will be on hand to discuss the film, which he describes as a timely look at racism in contemporary America and his “most compelling and inspiring film to date.”

Busy getting ready, Windrider’s dedicated volunteers don’t have much time to reflect—but they all agree that it’s been a rewarding journey. “I think celebrating 10 years is going to be special,” Shannon says. “In the early years, we were all working so hard to build this. There is so much satisfaction in being part of something that has staying power.”

June 27-29

Menlo-Atherton Performing Arts Center

For complete line-up and tickets, visit windriderbayarea.com

Perfect Shot: Tahoe’s Micro Magic

Since we’re starting a two-month special getaway series on Lake Tahoe this month, June’s Perfect Shot emerged as the perfect selection. What looks like a shark’s fin is actually the extraordinary play of splashing water captured by photographer Anthony Obester of Half Moon Bay. Anthony equipped his Canon DSLR camera with a water housing and donned a wetsuit looking for clarity shots in Lake Tahoe. As he tells it, “Instead, we kept noticing a small ripple making crazy patterns in the water.” Shooting 10 frames a second, Anthony captured Lake Tahoe’s “Micro Magic,” barely discernible to the naked eye. To see more in Anthony’s series and other work, visit anthonyobesterphotography.com

Image Courtesy of Anthony Obester

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Music: Freddy’s World

Along Orange Avenue in West Menlo Park is a brown bungalow where music hasn’t stopped playing since the Clarke family arrived in 1974.

Neighbors have surely grown accustomed to the variety of sounds coming from the detached, two-door garage refashioned as a music studio. Flamenco guitar has always been a favorite and in recent years, an ensemble of worldly instrumentation like a Lebanese violin has become typical. In the mid-1980s, you would have heard whimsical New Wave rock (where the keyboard hooks were as big as the hair).

During a recent afternoon, however, the house was a little subdued, save for the sound of wind rustling through the large pine tree rooted in the front yard. Musician, composer and songwriter Freddy Clarke was in the backyard, looking over a fertile bed flourishing with Double Delight roses that he’s dubbed “The Garden of Pearl” in honor of his mother, who passed away in March.

The last few months have been understandably hard on the virtuoso. He and his mother shared a tight bond that endured throughout his entire life. She was the first person to foster his musical passion when he was just a child fooling around on a ukulele and the two would often perform together, co-producing a CD of Spanish covers and playing for friends during parties in the back corner of the yard. For the first time in his life, Freddy is making music without his first fan.

“She worked hard but didn’t care as long as I was happy—how many people have that?” he asks, remembering the celebrations they’d host in this now-empty backyard. “She had an open-door policy that made everyone who came here feel wanted. So many people at her service spoke about how she was a second mother to them. She had so much love to give; it’s amazing that I now have all these brothers and sisters.”

Freddy honored his mother with a musical tribute on April 9 at the Black Cat jazz club in San Francisco with his band Wobbly World, a group he founded nearly 20 years ago that has become the biggest act of his career. The band is 12 members strong with only four originally from the United States. The bulk of the group is international, hailing from Cuba, Bolivia, Morocco, the Middle East, Vietnam and the Netherlands.

Freddy leads them with his flamenco guitar while instruments including Cuban congas, a Moroccan oud and a beatboxer round out a sound of global proportions. It’s a band that emphasizes the “world” in world music. “Right now, I feel like I have the perfect antidote to the fascist, white nation movement,” Freddy says. “I have every color of the universe in Wobbly World.” Freddy is currently recording a new album with the band in San Rafael and they have a monthly gig at the Black Cat, but it took years for the guitarist to reach this point in his career.

He was born in 1954 in Fresno and his father, Freddy Sr. or “Big Fred,” sounded just like Willie Nelson. They relocated to the Excelsior District in San Francisco where Freddy spent his formative years. One day, he picked up a ukulele and was able to tune the instrument by ear alone. His mother recognized an inherent talent and plopped him into piano lessons. By the time Freddy was 15 he was taking jazz guitar lessons and looking up to psychedelic guitar gods like Jimi Hendrix and Eric Clapton.

One night, while walking in North Beach, Freddy overheard a flamenco guitarist at the Old Spaghetti Factory. He became immediately transfixed. Freddy asked the guitarist for lessons and has yet to put down the nylon-stringed guitar. He keeps the nails of his right hand a little long to help strum and control the instrument and, as he describes it, he’s a bit of a renegade amongst other flamenco players.

“I learned enough to get into trouble and piss off purists,” he says. “I’m a rock guitar player playing flamenco—you do the math.”

Freddy started high school in 1968 just as the counter culture movement captured San Francisco. He received his bachelor of arts in guitar and music composition from San Francisco State University and joined his parents in 1974 when they moved into the house on Orange Avenue in Menlo Park.

During the 1980s, Freddy played in a string of New Wave rock bands that used clicking percussion and a computer-programmed bass. The first band was called Mannequin, which dissolved into Full Moon Tan before he ended the decade with the band Boys Cry Wolf, who were contenders in the Star Search program in 1987.

“My life is interesting in that I’ve had two movements growing up in the Bay Area,” Freddy says. “First was the psychedelic hippies of the 1960s in San Francisco. I spent many weekend summers in the Haight. Once, my mom drove my friends and me to Winterland where we spent $3.50 to see Chicago, Santana and Janis Joplin. And then we moved to Menlo Park and I experienced the Silicon Valley movement. In the band Mannequin, we had songs called ‘Silicon Man’ and ‘Robo Revolution.’”

Following the disbandment of those groups, Freddy worked as a hired hand for other acts (Ray Manzarek of The Doors asked if he’d play with him for a show in 1995). It wasn’t until about 20 years ago that Freddy formed Wobbly World, his most consistent and active band.

He frequently adds in new players to the group, is always broadening the sound and they’re a loose ensemble, following the groove rather than a sheet of music. The band plays jazz clubs across the region, sometimes drawing fans from unexpected places.

“I once had a three-minute conversation with Bill Gates about nylon strings,” Freddy says before laughing. “Here I am, with the smartest guy in the world, and I’m the one who’s talking!” 

Playroom Redux

When my four children were born, we lived in a sweet, recently-built, three-bedroom home in Redwood City. The bedrooms were too small though, so we gathered all our funds and built a Menlo Park home large enough to handle our brood.

The home had an upstairs room that we designated the playroom, since it was convenient to the children’s various bedrooms and served no other purpose. That room was to trace my children’s lives.

Soon after we moved in, we installed an air hockey table where the two boys and I played day and night, battling with each other and they with their friends. But when we were offered a pool table at no charge, we decided to take it up a notch and we embraced the game of pool.

My daughter Ari, around 10 years old, immediately saw the value of the room as the perfect place to put on her plays. She’d write skits, make costumes with an old sewing machine and direct her siblings, always in an authoritative—but humorous—manner. I watched many wonderful productions, the six of us sharing special time together.

At some point, Beanie Babies came on the scene and the kids would sit up there and sort them and trade them with each other and their friends. Somewhere, we still have a hundred or so. Huge Lego collections were kept in a cabinet drawer and the boys would make everything imaginable from those little pieces of plastic. I still have a couple of Lego-built items that were made as birthday gifts.

When the Internet appeared, we put in a phone line to a computer up there, and that’s where the kids got their first taste of computer life. They downloaded MP3s, did homework and eventually “got mail.”

Always, the room served as a friend center. We put some futons, a television and PlayStation in the room and get-togethers and sleepovers in the playroom became common. As the kids moved on to middle school and high school, the “play” in playroom took on a different distinction, with various dubious activities occurring up there behind the closed door. The younger children would spy on their older siblings and caution me about some endeavor going on. But I left the teens alone and never ventured up there.

Then the slow exodus out of our home began. Camp, college and beyond, and the playroom quietly experienced less and less use. If a space had feelings, I’m sure that the playroom felt sad, wondering where all the kids and fun went. Truth is, I felt the same way.

When our parents died one after the other, and we inherited stuff that we just couldn’t seem to part with, the playroom started to serve its new function as a storage room. And when our children needed a place for their projects or things for their future homes, they ended up there as well. When we replaced TVs and didn’t know what to do with the old ones, they also found a home there.

I walked into the playroom a month ago and I was ashamed to admit that, amid our clean and organized home, it looked like a hoarder’s den. We had a bunch of relatives coming to visit and I knew it was time to act. Like an overgrown garden full of thorny weeds, I just needed to jump in. I told my kids that they had a week to get their stuff out of there and this time I meant it. My plan was simple: four piles—items to a storage unit that I would rent; electronics to Best Buy for recycling; unwanted furniture to Habitat for Humanity; and the rest to the dump.

My kids came through and took their stuff. As is the norm these days, they wanted almost nothing from their grandparents, despite my begging. I hired a couple of guys with a truck and over a rather exhausting day, we managed to move everything—except the futons and the pool table—out of the playroom.

The next weekend, I spent a day disconnecting wiring, patching walls and cleaning one very dusty room. I even got the pool table looking good. When I was all done, I sat down on one of the futons and looked around at this room that had had so many incarnations. Now back to its pristine condition, I thought that a 10-year-old Ari might burst in with Josh, Tali and Coby behind her with a new play to perform. I teared up when I realized that wouldn’t happen.

But perhaps the playroom is just readying itself for its next act, and maybe in a few years I’ll dig out those Beanie Babies and bags of Legos and have a play date with my grandkids. 

Architecture: Spectacular Spec

As a Bay Area architect with more than four decades of experience, Robert Swatt put his share of time into commercial projects but eventually narrowed his focus to his greatest passion: creating custom modern dream homes. “We are very careful about the work that we do and we are very selective,” he says. “We love designing dream homes because our clients are emotionally and financially invested in the project. We become part of that process of making the dream come true.”

Robert’s prime concern is quality design, services and construction for the client. Mindful of protecting the reputation of Swatt | Miers Architects, he says he typically steers clear of speculative housing projects—because there’s a developer on the other side, rather than an actual homeowner or client. “Traditionally, the developer’s prime concern is profit. The goal is making money. That’s their business,” he says. “There has to be deep trust that the developer will not veer from the specifications and will never cut corners in order to maximize profits. Whenever we think about doing developer work, we have to ask ourselves, ‘Do we feel confident that this developer will see the vision through?’ That’s why we don’t do it often.”

But when Robert was approached about a project in Hillsborough, he was instantly intrigued. The South Bay-based developer/builder had done contemporary work but wanted to expand into more modern design. And the broad, nearly one-acre lot near the end of a cul-de-sac offered interesting shapes and features. “We love topography because it gives buildings something to connect with and to relate to and respond to,” he says. Robert also connected with the developer’s intent: “They appeared to have the same interest. They don’t know who the homeowner is but they really wanted to create something great.”

Robert joined the team and immediately recognized that having no homeowner removed certain constraints. Accustomed to working with very specific and sometimes “unusual” requests and requirements, Robert embraced a different goal for the project. “The design had to be timeless—not trendy. It needed to stand the test of time,” he says, which for Robert, meant engaging the basic timeless principles of modern architecture.

Adapting the building to the land, open planning with flow from one space to the next and connecting inside and outside all became paramount to the home’s design. The topography that initially captured Robert’s imagination—which he describes as “a cross slope on a diagonal”—needed to be addressed first. “The typical builder would either fill part of the site or they would cut part of the site to create a level pad for the building,” Robert notes. “But we don’t work like that.”

Instead, Robert took the building and knitted it to the landscape, stepping everything down from the site. The two-story, 7,660-square-foot building he ultimately designed naturally split into five levels. Robert describes the design as an “H-Shape,” with a two-story wing on the right, a two-story wing on the left and a two-story great room in the middle. “There’s an art to being able to design these larger homes,” he says. “Spatially, all the spaces are kind of shared with each other, which makes all the public spaces feel larger and well connected. It’s not only a great house to live in, it’s a great house to entertain in.”

To keep a residential scale, one of Robert’s strategies is to express distinctive elements—whether it’s an all-glass entry, a stone vertical element or a floating stair tower. “All of these different elements are designed and pulled together in an artful way, to break up the scale of the building and make it feel more residential, more like a home, even though it’s a sizable structure,” he says.

Although the Hillsborough home was created as a speculative project, Robert always kept a conceptualized homeowner in mind. He incorporated the open spaces his clients typically request—providing fluidity between the kitchen and family rooms and informal dining. Envisioning a family with older kids, he made sure the design offered a little separation, effectively giving the master suite the perception of a retreat. And as it turned out, the act of designing the master suite confirmed Robert’s early instincts that he and the developer/builder were aligned in their vision.

As he examined the site’s topography, Robert recognized the potential for a spectacular element—a cantilevered master bedroom, appearing to nestle in the trees: “It really wanted to be hanging out there 18 feet. We could have put two columns underneath it to support the darn thing, but it is so much more dramatic to see this element that’s just floating above the landscape.”

He took his idea to the developer, keeping his expectations in check. “With a spec house, the usual formula is to do the easy things, not the difficult things. You do the difficult things for the client who wants to try something really special and daring,” Robert relates. “But in the case of this home, he was enthusiastic about it. It would take a brave owner to do it, and he was brave and he did it and that’s just wonderful.”

The project took about two years to complete and Robert points with pride to the home’s interweaving of custom touches, evocative elements and seamless indoor and outdoor flow. Front views of the home reflect a mix of materials—white cement plaster, sandstone and Western Red Cedar—with wood slats bringing in light while creating a sense of visual privacy. A “walk over” water feature marks the entry, which steps down with the contours of the land into a great room with soaring 22-foot-high ceilings. The wood screen lining the corridor heading to the children’s wing delivers eye-catching patterns of light and the two-island kitchen adjoining the family room creates a welcoming space.

And while Robert will continue to prioritize his “dream home” clients, he’s happy he took the chance on a different kind of working relationship and anticipates future collaboration. “We don’t do it often,” he says, reflecting on his previous experiences with spec projects. “But in this case we did it and we love the way it turned out.”

Mazza (Sam’s) Castle

Built in 1908, Mazza Castle’s colorful history has piqued the curiosity of many Peninsula generations. On the heels of the 1906 earthquake, San Francisco attorney Henry Harrison McCloskey (the grandfather of former Congressman Pete McCloskey) bought a plot of land on the craggy bluffs of Pacifica and hired architect Charles MacDougal to design an earthquake/fireproof home to appease the fears of his wife, Emily. Over the years, the castle changed hands many times—serving as the (frequently raided) Chateau LaFayette restaurant and speakeasy during the Prohibition Era and even as a communications center and coastside barracks for the U.S. Coast Guard in the 1940s. Along with the 17 servicemen stationed there, the castle also housed the war dogs that accompanied them on patrols. In 1959, San Francisco painting and interior decorating contractor Sam Mazza spotted the neglected castle, surrounded by tall weeds and in need of significant repairs. He bought the castle for $29,000, and while he never lived there, he restored the castle and filled it with an eclectic collection of art, where he hosted fundraisers and community events. Before Sam Mazza died in 2002, he took steps to ensure that his estate would be used to establish a charitable foundation. Today, Mazza Castle continues to be the headquarters of the Sam Mazza Foundation. The castle is open for monthly tours as well as Castle Music Salon events. To learn more, visit
sammazzafoundation.org

A Polish Artist on the Peninsula

Polish-born artist Justyna Kisielewicz is a proud Burlingame resident who moved here with old-fashioned training in a new-fashioned way. After her fine art education in Warsaw, Justyna joined Instagram, started posting images of her artwork, et voila! She caught the attention of a San Francisco art gallery, flew out for a show in 2015 and never looked back. Earlier this year, she secured an EB-1 Visa, granted only to “immigrants with extraordinary ability,” and has settled in to stay.

“If you’re born in California you dream about Europe, but if you’re born in Europe, you dream about California,” Justyna says, gesturing to a painting that captures that sentiment. “Dreamland is about the celebration of coming to the U.S. When you come here, you have to forget about what you’re accustomed to because America is so different to Europe, and that is what it’s supposed to be.”

Different is what Justyna was desperate for. She grew up in then-Communist Poland, glued to her TV set and reruns of old American shows. There was even a billboard advertising a video rental store right across from her home. It read, “Beverly Hills, 3 Minutes Away.” The billboard was a siren’s call, a brightly colored beacon in her otherwise gray world. And since truth truly is stranger than fiction, Justyna learned dance moves and Western fashion from the likes of Beverly Hills 90210—“I wanted to go to that high school, I wanted to drive a red mustang”—not caring that the outdated shows were 10 years behind the times.

Inspired by the movies and TV shows she watched, Justyna decided to paint a fantasy world filled with the things she could not have. Chief among them was the idyllic life she imagined for herself in California. “I paint a positive image of America, as an immigrant who always dreamt of this place, celebrating it, worshipping it,” she says. “I was always a misfit. I didn’t fit into the Polish model, I didn’t dream about the same stuff as other kids. And also, the shortage of things led me to draw the things that I did—like Mickey Mouse and toys that I could never get.”

In the early ‘90s, Justyna’s mom got a cable TV. “I picked up MTV and I loved it. I just really wanted to understand what they were singing about. So I got a dictionary and started looking up the words,” she says, recalling how she turned music videos into English lessons. “There was Mariah Carey singing ‘Emotions,’ and she was putting so much into it that I really wanted to know what she was saying. My brother thought I was crazy. I was living in a mental California with Mickey Mouse, balloons and TV.”

When she finally met Mickey at Disneyland in 2016, Justyna hugged him and cried. “As a kid, Mickey Mouse was my friend; he could take me to places that were just beautiful. He had friends and everybody was happy.”

California is everywhere in Justyna’s paintings. In them you’ll find not just Mickey Mouse, but psychedelic colors, bright sunshine, swimming pools, cheeky nudity, even a leopard wearing a gold chain. Disney’s famous mouse is also an integral part of Justyna’s personal style. She found a pair of eyeglasses in Poland with round, flip-up lenses mimicking Mickey’s ears and has adopted them as her signature accessory. “I need to wear them at art shows or people don’t recognize me!” she says. “I think it shows that you have distance from yourself, that you’re not taking yourself too seriously.”

Not taking herself seriously extends to her choice of model… herself. Starting out, Justyna tried using other people, only to find that they complained, got tired, peckish or bored. Her solution? She hired herself, and in the process, became her own muse and inspiration: woman lost and found in a technicolor dreamscape of her own creation.

Now, some of her pieces are inspired by the abundance and sense of possibility she finds right here on the Peninsula: “I say that it’s the best place on earth, really, that it’s so diverse, so beautiful. The nature is absolutely marvelous, I love it. And I think that when the sun is shining here, there’s no better place on this planet.”

Viewing her loud, brash pieces—excess, pop culture, flash, flesh, materialism and capitalism all figure prominently in Justyna’s paintings—one might wonder if they’d appeal to the local khakis and laptop crowd, but Justyna believes her work is exactly what collectors here are looking for.

“I think more and more people don’t want anything that’s blending in. We’re all wearing Lululemons and jeans with the same sneakers,” she says. “But we don’t want what we are wearing to be up in our houses, you want to say something through this art, you want to express yourself. Sometimes you can’t do that very freely, but you can do it in your home.”

Taking a break from the easel in her light-filled apartment overlooking Burlingame’s Washington Park, Justyna tries to process the heady changes in her life. Recently, her work was acquired for the permanent collection of the National Museum in Gdansk, Poland. She’s even experiencing her own brush with celebrity, popping up in publications like Elle, Harper’s Bazaar and Glamour. Represented by 111 Minna Gallery in San Francisco and Andra Norris Gallery in Burlingame (with the Optimism group exhibit coming up on July 27), she equates her paintings to the perfect party guest: “Whenever you’re inviting somebody over, you have a conversation about it and people see you through these works of art as somebody who’s more interesting, more compelling and I think this is what my collectors are looking for.”

Case in point is a Palo Alto man who has taken to throwing parties around his Justynas. “When he invites you over he wants to push you somewhere. He wants to present you with something interesting, and the paintings are telling a story to his friends,” she notes.

Creating community through her paintings is what excites Justyna, particularly while living in the U.S. “There are a lot of interesting people here and so many great things that you have, the sense of community, teamwork, team effort, you know, like ‘We the people.’ There’s no such thing in Europe. There, everybody wants to be an individual, everybody wants to do something by themselves. And I find it super refreshing that here, you can reach out to people; you can just ask for help and you might get it.”

That’s actually how Justyna connected with our magazine. On a day when she was feeling blue, her boyfriend walked her up to Burlingame’s Floral Art + Decor to buy some cheer-up flowers, and lo and behold, the owner told Justyna that she thought her story might be a great fit for PUNCH. Et voila indeed.

Discover Justyna at justynakisielewicz.com

 

In Justyna’s Words: California

This painting is a memoir of an Eastern European painter exploring and reflecting on California. The memoir is, of course, a visual snapshot of sorts, as well as an intellectual and aesthetic vision of the Bay Area. Coming from a former communist country, what strikes me here is the extraordinary light, sun, color, warmth, nature and general happiness and abundance in California.

California is as close to an artistic promised land as it gets. David Hockney writes about the various virtues of California over Europe in terms of light, scenery, imagery, symbolism and topics. I began to understand this only when I got here. Before, I would’ve dismissed this as naïve and banal. A lot of my paintings so far have been an observation of America from the outside. Right now I am on the inside. I am here and want to share what I see and how I see it. Maybe that is why you might call this painting my vision from San Francisco Bay.

This painting is definitely a lot more than a vision or an interpretation, but a reality. The lush and exotic flowers, plants, scents are what I discovered during house visits with collectors and my walks through Hillsborough, Atherton, Palo Alto, Los Gatos and Burlingame. Looking at the painting, you can feel the midday sun, sounds of daily life, hummingbirds and smell of the flowers. A day in California is never just another day, it is a day in sunny California, with potential and opportunities. The colors, temperature and saturation are not accidental here but provide the essence of California. Observation here is important. You cannot be unreflective in California. There is so much going on.

Although many places in California have a suburban feel, there is a lot of energy that makes this place feel cosmopolitan and well connected. California is full of tunes. From iTunes in Cupertino to Looney Tunes in the studios of Los Angeles. California is well balanced. Humans respect nature and civilization is kept at bay. Humans respectfully transform nature, and technology leads back to nature. From flower power to tech and from tech to landscape, nature and flowers. Welcome to iFornia.

Jewelry: Self-made Sisters

In an unmarked warehouse space in Half Moon Bay, you’ll find an industrial studio buzzing with activity. “A full-blown operation of killer women” is the colorful moniker given to the workforce inside. Leading this creative strike team are Kris and Kim Nations, the two sisters behind a sizzling hot brand sold online and carried in over 500 stores, ranging from small boutiques to Bloomingdale’s and Nordstrom.

This is Kris Nations Jewelry.

“Part Bohemian, part modernism, part in-your-face statement. Kind of like Alexander Calder meets Dolly Parton.” That’s how Kris and Kim describe their distinctive design style, which has caught the attention of fashion magazines like InStyle, Harper’s Bazaar and Lucky, along with celebrity fans including Hillary Duff and Kourtney Kardashian. “We try not to just blend in with all the jewelry in our space,” says Kris, the jewelry-making sister who jumped in first. “We try to have our personalities come through a little bit and when we do that, that’s when we have success.”

A sampling of the power words they capture in rings, charms, necklaces, bracelets and earrings gives an introduction of sorts—reflecting who they are and the journey that has brought them here: Thick as Thieves. Roll with the Punches. Killing it. Slay Everyday. Mama.

Originally from El Paso, Texas, Kris and Kim (who are 21 months apart) grew up with entrepreneurial parents. Their mother, an artist and teacher, indulged her creative side in the summer, selling acrylic paintings—often desert scenes, on everything from canvas to wooden bowls and mailboxes—at art festivals throughout the Southwest. Kris and Kim tagged along, loading up the truck, helping set up the booth and watching the interaction with customers. “We learned at a young age the concept of making something and selling it,” Kim recalls. “We shared her excitement when she would sell something.”

And while the sisters grew up playing with beads, rocks and metals, they took the more traditional college route, before ending up at advertising agencies in San Francisco. Already making jewelry as a hobby, Kris enrolled in a metalsmithing class at an industrial arts school—accumulating so many pieces that she needed to sell them. Feeling a bit creatively stifled herself, Kim learned HTML and started photographing her sister’s creations, building an e-commerce KrisNations.com website before crafty enterprises like Etsy existed. It turned out to be a winning combination.

In 2002, an editor bought a Kris Nations piece at a small show in Los Angeles and featured the jewelry line in Daily Candy, a popular national newsletter. The mention spurred a flurry of website orders—which allowed Kris to quit her day job and pursue Kris Nations Jewelry full-time.

“We started making some sales and we’ve grown very slow and steady, very organically ever since,” Kris says. When the operation outgrew Kris’ garage, she knew it was time to make a move.

Half Moon Bay beckoned. “My husband is a surfer, so we would go to Half Moon Bay on weekends just for fun—not really thinking people lived here,” Kris says. Exploring the idea, she found the perfect studio space and happily moved Kris Nations Jewelry (and her family) to the coast. Kim, who had been helping out all along, quit her day job in 2006, driving from San Mateo to join her sister in the business. “I have the best commute. No one goes to Half Moon Bay on a Monday at 9AM,” she observes.

Over the years, the roles the two sisters play have evolved into a collaborative creative process. For every new season of designs, they start by outlining basic ideas on old-fashioned pencil and paper. Then they decide how to execute the ideas by drawing out rough sketches. If it’s a casted piece, it goes to Kim, who handles computer aided design (CAD) with Kris specializing in the hands-on artisan techniques. “It’s unusual but we’ve always been able to jive together as business partners,” Kris says. “Founders of companies always say, ‘I wish I could clone myself,’ and Kim and I always say it’s as close to being able to clone yourself as possible.”

The two sisters agree that what keeps them in sync is sharing the same professional and personal goals. Even as they’re growing Kris Nations Jewelry, they’re also raising families—Kim has an 11-year-old son and a 4-year-old daughter and Kris has a 10-year-old daughter and 7-year-old son. “We have the same end goal. We want to be able to spend time with our families. We want to have flexibility. So we help each other have all those things,” Kim says. They also extend that philosophy to other moms in the Half Moon Bay community, with 15 “killer women” now contributing to the company’s success.

Whether it’s assembling pieces or packaging up finished designs in Kris Nations’ signature glass bottles, there’s a shared pride in what’s being crafted. The company uses only sterling silver or 18K gold vermeil, which is gold-plated over sterling—materials guaranteed to hold their color. “It’s not pure karat gold so it’s at an attainable price point, which is important because a lot of our jewelry is so fun,” Kris says. “For example, it’s fun to be able to buy a ‘chill pill’ necklace for $68, but maybe I wouldn’t want to buy a full carat gold $600 ‘chill pill’ necklace.”

With hundreds of pieces in the Kris Nations jewelry line, classic hammered-hoop earrings, charm bracelets and birthstone necklaces are always big sellers but the category they refer to as “Words + Mantras” is surging in demand. “Some of our more popular items are ‘badass’ and ‘I’m a ray of f**king sunshine,’ Kris says. As Kim explains, “We bring our personalities into it, but it completely resonates with other people and their own stories. I think we make jewelry that helps people tell their stories.”

The sisters say they are continually touched by the stories they hear—whether it’s a ‘badass’ necklace given to a friend going through chemotherapy or a new mother wearing a ‘mama’ necklace every day. Inspired by customer feedback, they are focusing on an engraved collection, only offered through their website. “We’re having a lot of fun with making one piece at a time for people because it’s just so personal and meaningful to everyone who buys it,” Kris says. “It’s becoming something very unique to us,” Kim adds.

Seventeen years in, it’s not hard to see where the ‘killing it’ and ‘slay everyday’ mantras come from—with Kris Nations carried in hundreds of boutiques, along with major department stores. “The boutiques are really our bread and butter. We also sell to museum gift stores,” Kris says. “Oh yeah,” Kim jumps in. “We’re in the Rock n’ Roll Hall of Fame. I never thought I’d make it there!”

When asked to look back on what it’s taken to arrive at this place, the two muse over the question. “I don’t think Kim and I really self-reflect enough, but we’re totally self-made,” Kim shares. “We’re doing it. We built something out of completely nothing.”

As for their own jewelry staples, they both love hammered-hoop earrings, inspired by a design their mother wore—along with a rotating collection of their personal favorites. On this particular day, Kim is wearing coral red enamel ‘roll with the punches’ hoop earrings because “I’m in love with that message,” she says. “And of course I’m wearing my rings with my kids names engraved on them.” Among other pieces, Kris is layering three necklaces—the first is a gemstone-beaded style, the second holds an engraved shield with the names of her husband and children and the word ‘love.’ And the third? Kris gestures to the final charm, which is also a work-life balance reminder: “I’m wearing my chill pill.”

wear your story

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Landmark: El Palo Alto

Crossing the train tracks on Alma Street in Palo Alto, it’s easy to miss a classic Peninsula landmark and the namesake of the city of Palo Alto. El Palo Alto (the tallest redwood tree on the right) looks to be just one tree among many today, with only a nearby plaque to distinguish it. The signage references how El Palo Alto (Spanish for “the tall tree”) was standing in that spot during the signing of the U.S. Constitution, but in fact, this historic tree took root long before settlers even arrived in America. Believed to be over 1,000 years old and at one time viewable from San Francisco on a clear day, El Palo Alto gave its name to the city of Palo Alto and is on the city’s municipal seal. Its imposing silhouette also caught the notice of Senator Leland Stanford. El Palo Alto appears on the official seal of Stanford University (and thus on all kinds of Stanford memorabilia) and also inspired the Stanford Band’s infamous mascot, “The Tree.” Now standing at less than 70% of its full height, this iconic local symbol has undergone numerous preservation efforts including running water tubing up its trunk to provide mist. You can visit El Palo Alto by walking or biking through El Palo Alto Park at the border of Menlo Park and Palo Alto.

Ask the Architects

Words by Sheri Baer

How can you be sure that they’re really the one? That their values are the same as yours. That they’re a good listener. And that they really understand what’s going to make you happy. After all, it’s a decision you’ll have to live with for years.

If this litmus test for choosing an architect sounds similar to selecting a significant other, it’s not surprising. “If you’re looking at working on a long-term project, it’s a big investment, so you want to make sure you have a good relationship,” Stephen Verner counsels. “It’s a long commitment and you really get into the nitty-gritty.”

Malika Junaid acknowledges that closeness is a necessity: “We really get to understand our clients, sometimes even more than their own families, because we have to understand their lifestyle in order to design what will work for them.”

Jerome Buttrick agrees that chemistry is critical. “You’re going to be working with this person for a number of years, so you should get to see them and know them in as many ways as you can,” he suggests.

In the end, how do you know if it’s right? “It’s definitely a vibe thing,” is how architect Noel Cross summarizes it.

This is also the kind of thing you can only learn by asking the architects. And that’s the point of the 5th Annual AIA Silicon Valley Home Tours on May 4, showcasing projects ranging from 3,000 to 10,000 square feet. The math is simple. Four homes from Palo Alto to Los Altos plus four architects equals an opportunity to get educated on the latest design solutions and gain insights into what makes a healthy (client/architect) relationship.

We took a sneak peek at the homes and jumped in early with questions—for a deeper dive, check out aiasiliconvalley.org/page/2019HomeTours

Junaid Residence, M. Designs Architects

Malika Junaid had a unique understanding of her client’s needs. That’s because the client was her own family—and Malika and her engineer husband shared a vision for transforming a secluded Los Altos Hills plot of land into their dream home. The design objective: to merge cutting-edge technology with a seamless indoor-outdoor living experience, using strategies spanning the ultimate in smart home automation, innovative sustainability and open planning. Malika viewed her home’s construction as a test run—not just for the Junaid family, but for all of her clients. She emphasized sustainable finishes (even Sharpie pen-proof countertops) and engineered novelties like a retractable kitchen tool/spice rack (using a TV lift) and tucked-away appliances revealed with the press of a button. The biggest jaw-dropper? Adapting an aircraft hangar door to turn an indoor pool into an outdoor recreational space. While the Junaid residence may seem like the stuff of science fiction, Malika estimates that 80% of her home’s approaches can be scaled and applied to client projects.

What did you learn by being your own client?

“Going through something like this helps you relate to the people on the other side, and what they’re going through. At the end of the day, it’s their passion, it’s their lifestyle, it’s their families and it’s their money and you need to be very sensitive about how you’re spending it and how you’re advocating for them. Construction is not easy. There’s a lot of stress in it. Keep in mind, a specific project is being done specifically for a client and might not necessarily be your style. What you’re looking at is whether they actually solved the problem that they were asked to solve? Did they cater to what their clients wanted? All of us on the tour are like a library of information.”

Arbol House, Verner Architects

One of the first things Stephen Verner learned about his clients is that they are serious gardeners. Design centered around creating the largest outdoor space possible and preserving an existing apple tree. Starting with a modest kitchen remodel, the project slowly began to address other aspects of the existing home, such as the garden being visible from only one room. The clients wanted a stronger connection to the outdoors, which led to big folding doors or large windows in all of the main spaces. Tying the flow together is a custom stairwell structural element extending three stories—water-jetted functional art that was craned in and welded on site. In the kitchen, teak cabinetry with a Heath blue tile backsplash and stainless accents surround an island with a cantilevered counter, supported by another water-jetted design, a companion piece to the stairwell.

What’s the value of seeing finished homes versus photography?

“I always recommend when interviewing architects and builders that clients go tour projects. Photos are really beautiful but at the same time I want them to touch and feel and experience the home because the scale in a photo is very hard to discern. If you’re going to do a project, you’re going to be spending a lot of time in it, so it needs to be comfortable. When you’re in a space, see how it talks to you. Do you feel comfortable? Listen to your body’s response. That, to me, is the most important thing you can get out of visiting homes—your visceral reaction to the home. You can see the level of detail and quality that goes into the design and execution. That’s the final piece of the puzzle for you to know you are in good hands.”

Nandell House, Noel Cross + Architects

The house that got built wasn’t the first design that Noel Cross created for his clients. It wasn’t the second either. The first concept met the wife’s criteria for a traditional Tuscan villa. The second one answered the husband’s request for modern design. The third try made them both happy: Tudor style but with modern detailing. Designing a home is not an easy straight line, as this shows. It’s a process. Built as an oasis and sanctuary for a busy Los Altos family, the Nandell House also shows the value of making select showpiece investments. To introduce a calming element, a cascading water feature was custom built for the home’s entrance. Another example can be found in the kitchen’s striking pewter-surfaced island. Although the home’s origins are in the English Tudor gable forms, the crisply and minimally detailed façades are clearly rooted in the modern world.

How would you describe the ideal client?

“From my point of view, I’d rather have the client engaged—doing research, asking questions, coming up with ideas and throwing stuff out there. The best thing for clients to do is share and share and share and be involved and then to know when to get out of the way and let the architect do the job. Also, leave time to plan your project; let it breathe. Do not call somebody up on January 1 and say, ‘Let’s get under construction by spring.’ It won’t happen and perhaps it really shouldn’t happen. If you try to work at Silicon Valley speed, you’ll mess it up. There’s this maxim that the longer you plan to spend in your house, the longer you should spend planning.”

Art House + Courtyard, Buttrick Projects

Seeking additional living and gathering space and a way to display and store their burgeoning art collection, a Palo Alto couple purchased the lot adjacent to their home. For architect Jerome Buttrick, the project presented two key challenges. First, he needed to create a private world from a merged, awkwardly-shaped site with streets on two sides. He also needed to satisfy the requirements of a house and an art collection—providing both wall space and plenty of controlled, natural light. Rather than building a mega house, Jerome worked with the owners to create a set of small structures that fit with the scale of the residential neighborhood, using a courtyard as the binding agent. Taking into account dozens of pieces (including works showing in the Anderson Collection), Jerome accommodated the clients’ desire to rotate and change around art with some frequency.

What makes a successful client-architect relationship?

“You have to trust and believe in each other—that the architect will do their job and the client is going to do their job. Somebody once figured out that there are 25,000 decisions to be made in a house. An architect is only going to engage you in about 1,500 of those, maybe about 5 to 10%. Someone is going to have to decide 90% of the decisions for you and you should have trust in them as a person and trust in their taste and trust in their experience. This kind of tour is a way to start looking under the hood. It’s an opportunity to get your feet wet in a very rich, three-dimensional way.”

SFO Art: Making Spirits Soar

We are so lucky. Not only do we live on the glorious Peninsula, but our location comes with proximity to the San Francisco International Airport. Yes, the airport! While other Bay Areans must contend with the vagaries of a long schlep home, we know the value of smiling out the airplane window, knowing our beds are but a stone’s throw away—priceless. And there’s another reason to smile, one you may not know: the museum at SFO is the only accredited airport museum in America. Another ‘only in San Francisco,’ except it’s right here in our own backyard.

Let’s start with the history: in 1969, San Francisco was one of the first cities to enact an ordinance requiring that 2% of gross construction budgets be allocated to the acquisition of artwork for new public facilities and civic spaces, including its San Mateo County-based airport. Then in 1980, funded separately by airport revenue, SFO Museum was established to further enhance the passenger experience. The result? More than 100 pieces of fine art in the SFO permanent collection and, within SFO Museum, over 140,000 objects in the aviation collection and around 45 rotating exhibits per year—featuring everything from photography, popular culture and curios to history, music and decorative arts.

And it doesn’t cost the taxpayer anything. In fact, SFO Museum basically pays for itself. Bottom line for you? Free admission and world-class art, along with an ever-increasing list of cool bars and restaurants (give Samovar a try), all creating a great reason to visit SFO for a unique artistic adventure—with or without actually getting on a plane.

As part of a trial program, we received a special badge to access all the terminals both pre- and post-security in order to see as much art as possible. Happily, SFO Museum plans to roll out the badges on a limited basis to the general public sometime this year—stay tuned.

So, where do you begin? Driving onto the departure level, one of the first permanent pieces you’ll see is Norie Sato’s Air Over Under heralding the entrance to Terminal 2: it’s that enormous grid of laminated glass panels shifting from blue to green to purple, illuminating images of birds and clouds. In front of the International Terminal stands more outdoor art, celebrated Mexican artist Rufino Tamayo’s commanding Conquest of Space, a 32-foot-tall steel sculpture painted in red and blue.

When you’re ready for the indoor tour, start by visiting any of the Information stations and pick up a copy of Fly & Explore, a free brochure pointing out the locations of the temporary exhibits and permanent public art sites. The brochure’s map illustrates which pieces require a plane ticket to view, so you’ll know what to look for, where and when. For a deeper dive, you should peruse FlySFO.com/museum for tons of great background and descriptions. A hint: Don’t expect the staff to know everything or even anything about the art; let the pamphlet be your guide and go on your own personal treasure hunt. That’s part of the adventure!

If you’re not in a hurry to catch your flight or rush home, or just any old time—may we suggest Date Night, Mom’s Night or just Somewhere to Take the Kids Night?—pop inside the International Terminal and wonder at the abundance of free art located in its Main Hall. There, you’ll find SFO Museum’s vast aviation collection, permanent pieces integrated into the wall and ceiling, as well as five areas with rotating shows and video art. Right now, there’s a display of hand-shaped wooden surfboards, short films, British silver, and a fascinating collection of incredible insects, appealing to the entomologist in us all.

If you are able to access the International G Gates, you’ll discover a virtual El Dorado of astonishingly great artwork from beginning to end. And here’s a well-kept secret. If you’re flying in or out of Terminal 3 (mostly United), you can pass through security at the International G entrance, view the art, perhaps have a bite or drink, then slip down a passage to the T3 gates to board your plane and bonus: see all the art there. You can also do the route in reverse upon return. If you do, in G you’ll find treasures including Leah Rosenberg’s Everywhere, A Color, depicting San Francisco through a patchwork of vibrantly hued horizontal slats and Juana Alicia & Emmanuel C. Montoya’s Sanctuary/Sanctuario, a rich muralesque painting depicting the Bay Area as refuge to people of different cultures, extending to the shore birds flocking annually to our surrounding wetlands.

There’s so much to see in G that you might be tempted to take a break or turn around, but don’t! The prize at the very end is a secret outdoor garden, opening to a view of the hills and airplanes cruising the tarmac. It’s non-smoking, furnished with deck chairs and home to Woody De Othello’s three hefty sculptures, Time, Turn and Light. They contribute to the sense of peace and fresh air punctuating the hectic terminal. Grab a Joe & The Juice or a bite at 1300 Fillmore and your respite is complete.

Next, take your treasure map and venture further afield into the aforementioned Terminal 3. There you’ll find an original Wayne Thiebaud and Amy Ellingson’s majestic mosaic Untitled (Large Variation) past security, as well as a thoroughly nostalgic treat, The Modern Consumer: 1950s Products and Style, showcasing period objects representing consumer culture. Outside security and on view to all is Gustavo Rivera’s painting Azul, Azul y Hacer, a singular slice of culture unto its own.

Moving on to the ticketed area of Terminal 2, Janet Echelman’s Every Beating Second soaring above is a star of the permanent collection, while the temporary exhibit Down-Home Music: The Story of Arhoolie Records is a priceless collection of authentic mostly black American musical history.

Terminal 1 is in transition as it expands. By July, the first nine gates will open as well as the new Grand Hyatt at SFO, with 60+ new pieces dotted throughout added to the permanent collection, in addition to several new temporary display cases.

Back at the International Terminal A Gates, there’s more exceptional art including Joyce Hsu’s Namoo House, a sculptural wall piece suggesting that the airport fuses science, nature and imagination to become a transient home to all travellers. Make it to the very end and you’ll discover another treat: a couple of restaurants with bars and spectacular views, one of the prettiest and hippest spots at SFO.

Last stop on your tour should take you to the new long-term parking garage 2 located north of the airport. There, Joanna Grawunder’s immersive LED installation Coding spells out “San Francisco” across its glass façade in Morse code. Of course.

There’s lots more to see at SFO but we won’t spoil it. Grab a burrito, banh mi or your roller bag and carry on to an art adventure all your own. You’ll be glad you did.

Photograph by John Janca.

Portrait of an SFO artist: Amy Ellingson

Amy’s mosaic Untitled (Large Variation) in Terminal 3 is part of SFO’s permanent collection. The work is Amy’s first public art piece and will be on display at SFO for at least 25 years—with an estimated seven million people passing by the mural each year, “an astonishing number,” says Amy, who is also a Bay Area native.

How does having your work exhibited at SFO make you feel?

I feel a great sense of pride to have contributed to the experience of travelers and staff at SFO. While some might see the mural only once or twice, many people see it often, if they are frequent travelers or airport staff. I like the idea that it silently exists and, in a strange way, ‘bears witness’ to a range of human activity and emotion.

What kind of impact has being an SFO artist had on your career?

It is wonderful to have a piece that is always on view in a prominent location. Sometimes it results in professional opportunities, but sometimes it’s just the pleasure of waking up in the morning and seeing that someone has taken a selfie with the mural and emailed it to me or posted it on social media.

How do you want viewers to respond to your work?

As an abstract image/object, it is not meant to be didactic. People are free to find their own associations and form interpretations. It is intended to communicate a spirit of joy, delight and buoyancy, while providing a perceptual, optical and tactile experience.

Look! Up in the Sky! It’s a Bird!

Birding, for all intents and purposes, is anything but for the birds.

The hobby may appear trivial—there’s little complication in leaving your home with the sole purpose of observing, identifying and appreciating the feathered fauna that surround us—yet listen a little deeper, follow the sonic clues and these chirps and tweets reveal the marvel hiding within plain view.

A Saturday morning at the Bedwell Bayfront Park in Menlo Park is a smorgasbord of outdoor activities: bicycling, dog walking, hiking, picnicking and remote-control aircraft flying (even though it’s officially been banned).

However, only one pastime has you inconspicuously perched in the brush, admiring the inverted hot pink kneecaps of a black-necked stilt as the sandpiper repeatedly bores its needle beak into mudflats probing for miniature crustaceans. It pokes its head up as a raft of migrating Northern Shovelers wade by, distinguished by their stark green eyeliner, suggesting that if David Bowie was a duck, he might have been a Shoveler.

Then a white-tailed kite swoops in. The small raptor, with wings that can arch perpendicularly like the opened doors of a Tesla Model X, is seen surveying an adjacent open field for lunch. The hawk rapidly beats its wings to suspend itself in air, validating its kite namesake. While hovering in place, it spots a small rodent and dives in. Nature isn’t always peaceful but there is a consistent sense of order.

“I love the fact that nature has it all figured out,” Chris MacIntosh says. “Everything has its place.”

Shielded under a sun hat with a scope on a tripod sometimes perched over her shoulder, Chris’ main avocation is nature. She’s passionate about introducing first-timers to the hobby of birding and as an at-large officer for the Sequoia Audubon Society based in Woodside, she’ll sometimes lead a beginner or refresher bird walk at Bedwell Bayfront Park. Two hours of birding whiz by as she points out the delicate features that distinguish species or helps you realize you’re frequently engulfed in a chorus of songbirds.

“You just start noticing. Now listen,” she says, gesturing towards a bush that so far has been neglected of any attention but is quickly transformed into an avian jukebox. Sweet chirps ensue. “That’s an American Robin. There are all of these birds that we’re not seeing but you’re hearing; you realize you’re surrounded.”

To go birding is to become untethered, almost absolved, of urban woes and stresses. It’s a meditative exercise of listening first, seeing second. It’s such a straightforward outing that the only equipment you need is a pair of binoculars or a scope, and even that’s not mandatory.

If you start to notice birds, it can be the first domino to fall in a line that unveils the interconnected relationships of nature. Branching out from birds, you learn about the types of trees or brush where they perch, the tide schedules for shallow water dwellers, the seasonal shifts that bring in migrators and how local land development projects can create barriers that manipulate habitats.

The Peninsula offers an abundance of birding opportunities, thanks to the protected estuaries, sloughs and mountain open space preserves that provide a backdrop for the Pacific Flyway, a major north-south flyway for birds in migration that extends from Alaska to Patagonia. It’s a yearly back-and-forth procession occurring on either side of winter where avian species parade along the coast in search for food, habitats or a cold-weather escape.

It’s impossible to predict what rare or unique species could arrive any moment due to our position along the Flyway—such was the case last winter when an elusive Ross’s gull from the Arctic appeared at the Pillar Point Harbor parking lot near Half Moon Bay. A flurry of birders rushed to the coast to see this rarity (only the second spotting ever recorded in the state) and hundreds were able to admire the snowy gull for a few days. But nature’s darker sense of humor got the best of everyone when a pair of peregrine falcons killed the gull in front of a stunned crowd. It was a “Gotcha!” moment that even seasoned birders had difficulty processing.

Birders often tally a “life list” capturing the species they’ve encountered or continue to seek out. This mental trophy collection shows dedication and commitment but for Chris, identifying a new bird is less about the feat and more of a record for her memories.

“Oh, it’s pathetic—there aren’t even 400 birds on my list,” she admits. “But it’s not so much about building up my list. When I see a new bird, it’s a way of remembering a great day I had.”

Ornithology has embraced the ubiquity of smartphones with apps like iBird or The Sibley eGuide to Birds (adapted from the quintessential field guide by David Allen Sibley) to allow birders to instantly identify an uncertain species. Birders flock online to share rare sightings, schedule group outings and use one another as resources.

Since 1998, Sequoia Audubon Society has maintained an online group forum called Peninsula Birding, where nearly 900 members trade weekly field notes and keep each other informed. In March, a member wrote how the spotting of an endangered green-tailed towhee in Moss Beach drew binocular-wielding towhee fans to the neighborhood, startling some non-birding residents who were perplexed by the strangers peeping around their houses.

“I was just talking to the neighbor,” the post says. “She was still happy to have birders in the neighborhood and does not mind folks pointing optics at her home. I don’t know which neighbors were troubled by all the optics, but I want to clarify that some are fine with our neighborhood’s 15 minutes of fame in the bird world.”

The Sequoia Audubon Society has about 350 members and an active calendar of bird walks scheduled on the Peninsula from the coast to the mountains to the bay.

Chris worked in administration for Stanford and now her job is to help others begin to listen. En route to the parking lot, after a couple of hours on the trails, she starts to summarize the simple pleasures of birding.

“It’s just the sheer—,” she’s cut off by a nearby squawking gull that hijacks our attention.

“Yes, we hear you too, seagull,” she says in response. “Who isn’t going to be amazed when a flock flies by you? It’s hard to be stressed when you’re watching birds go about their business.”

stop, look and listen!

Sequoia Audubon Society Field Trips

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Burleigh Murray Ranch State Park, Half Moon Bay

Sunday, May 19, 7:30AM to 11:30AM

Skyline Ridge Open Space Preserve, Los Altos

Wednesday, May 29, 8:00AM to 11:30AM

Burleigh Murray Ranch State Park, Half Moon Bay

Sunday, June 16, 7:30AM to 11:30AM

Art: Fooling the Eye

Is it a photograph or a painting? Wandering through the Andra Norris Gallery in Burlingame, a street scene from San Francisco’s Chinatown inspires the question, causing one to draw closer, ponder and carefully examine—then finally process the answer with appreciation and wonder. A glance down at the lower corner reveals a signature and the work’s creative mastermind: SF Peninsula artist Lynette Cook.

Fooling the eye has been a goal of painting since ancient times. The Greek painter Zeuxis was said to have painted a boy holding grapes succulent enough to deceive  birds. In 1795, the American artist Charles Willson Peale painted his two sons descending a staircase and framed the work in a wall niche. The painting reportedly deceived George Washington, who nodded in greeting as he walked by. Finally, there was a movement of trompe-l’oeil (fool the eye) realists in late 19th-century America that delighted in still life oil paintings of almost palpable reality.

As a 21st-century artist, Lynette creates acrylic paintings of local urban landscapes so compellingly real that at least one visitor to Andra Norris Gallery refused to believe that he was seeing a painting and not a digitally printed photograph, an understandable mistake.

The inspiration for Lynette’s work lies in photorealism, an art movement of the 1960s that directly rebelled against wild-man abstract expressionist paint flinging by approaching art with exacting detail. Today, with conceptual art and abstraction dominating the art market, realist painting has been usurped to a certain extent by large-scale color photography, which is why Lynette’s stunning lifelike interpretations catch gallery visitors off-guard.

Rather than taking the direct fine art road, Lynette’s journey initially led her in a different direction. Growing up in a small town in southern Illinois, far from urban art centers, Lynette spent hours in the family basement copying illustrations from nature books; in junior high, she made paintings on riverbed stones and sold them at the country fair; at her college in Mississippi, she took a full load of drawing, painting, ceramics and printmaking courses while pursuing an ambitious double major in science and art. “I knew I liked art but I also wanted to do science,” she says. However, having had no professional artist role models, she couldn’t envision becoming a fine artist but she also didn’t see herself as a scientist. The solution to her career dilemma: scientific illustration.

Lynette identified a small scientific illustration program at California College of the Arts in Oakland, one of very few offerings in the 1980s. Despite being “scared” by the idea of California, especially, Lynette notes with amusement, its fruit flies and earthquakes, she set a course for the Bay Area. And while many art school students face uncertainty with their degrees, Lynette transformed an unpaid internship into a nearly full-time position at San Francisco’s Academy of Sciences within six months of graduation. Her position, split between the Exhibits and Invertebrate Zoology departments, was a dream job; among the memorable projects she took on was a huge astronomical mural of galaxies and nebulae, created by airbrushing and spattering, for the Academy’s exhibit of Chesley Bonestell, known as the father of space art.

During her 30-year career in scientific illustration, Lynette also ventured into less glamorous assignments—like stippled pen-and-ink drawings (made with the help of an optical device affixed to a microscope) of the infinitesimally small sex organs of snails. Aside from her work at the Academy, she took on freelance jobs with agencies like NASA and SETI Institute, painting such imponderables as planetary collisions in the constellation Aries, dust rings circling a superdense black hole and the escape of a comet from the Oort Cloud surrounding the solar system.

Although challenging and rewarding, the field of scientific illustration began to radically transform, as many others did, with computerization. In 2010, after facing a serious illness, Lynette finally shifted her focus to fine art painting, giving her more control of her subjects, her practice and her life. As if to validate her decision, Lynette’s artwork was promptly recognized in regional shows and by galleries and collectors.

Lynette describes a series entitled Praesentia, Latin for presence, as “contemporary visions of time-worn buildings that create a metaphor for the human experience.” The series began with a photograph taken on a 2007 trip to China’s Great Wall with her mother, Charlotte Cook-Fuller, who is also an artist. In Lynette’s acrylic on canvas Inner Calm, Charlotte is seen snapping a photo inside one of the Great Wall’s blockhouse towers, while a calamitous threat looms through an arched opening behind her. “Under such circumstances, the woman has a choice: to turn toward the threat and become worried or anxious—or to turn within and remain calm and centered,” is how Lynette captures her intent.

A four-year series on brick fortifications in the U.S. followed, again based on Charlotte’s travels, leading to her current series on San Francisco’s Chinatown, with its architectural glories and oddities, its balconies, shadows, and pennants—and its fluttering, colorful laundry, captured in works like Wash Day at Susie’s. Lynette marvels that laundry never falls from the clotheslines, such is the resourcefulness and skill of these hidden laundresses, “a hidden element,” as she describes it, “in a city that seems gritty and impersonal a lot of the time.”

Unlike some of her artistic predecessors, the uncanny realism in Lynette’s paintings is not meant to be playful deception. Instead, they are depictions of landscapes that have both visual interest and meaning for the artist, who carefully edits her photos before transferring the projected contours onto vellum and then to her gessoed canvas. Lynette’s paintings capture the photographic moment but acquire a pictorial density through the painting process.

These days, Lynette is keeping busy in her garage studio and with a new exhibit at Andra Norris Gallery that runs through June 1. A disciplined worker, she counts herself lucky, after three decades, to be able to work at home with her cat, her iPod and her backyard view. “I get to go into the city with my camera, I take photographs and eat dim sum and have my exploration,” she says. “I can tell stories with the work.”

As for her next series, Lynette is undecided, still content with mining the rich material of Chinatown. “I take photographs when I go somewhere else, but what of that will become art, I don’t know,” she ponders. “There was a nice fire escape in Oregon near a train that I got… There was a nice stairwell in Montana…”

To see more:

Andra Norris Gallery

1107 Burlingame Avenue

lynetteinthestudio.com

Stress Relief: Being Bad Axe

Step through the door and you immediately hear a distant racket of muffled thuds, which is actually the sound of hand axes whacking against wooden targets. Anticipation stretches along a hallway, heightened by a directional arrow and sign reading: “This Way to the Axe Throwing Promised Land.”

Before you reach Bad Axe Throwing, you must first navigate through the Silver Dragon Kung Fu martial arts center, an entirely different indoor activity that occupies the front half of this Daly City warehouse. This roundabout route suggests an almost secretive ambiance, as if you are entering some speakeasy joint.

Inside the axe throwing promised land, a group of coworkers are lined up facing eight targets that are made up of sliced and shredded plywood. The smell of fresh lumber permeates throughout the space. These employees from a local solar company have been treated to a Friday afternoon stress reliever and company outing. One staffer notes how nice it is to be at a work event not tethered to drinking alcohol while another predicts the stories they’ll share come Monday.

A boombox streaming a playlist of trusted rock anthems is turned down to announce a group picture. As the team gathers in a half circle, someone asks if they should look jovial or fierce. After two hours of hawking hatchets against the wall, the mood is an equal bit of both and the freshly-minted axe throwers pose with their tomahawks raised in the air and beaming smiles.

The event’s coach for the day is Paige Scardino, a dance student at San Francisco State University who has been coaching at Bad Axe Throwing for a year. She’s an ideal mentor due to her easy rapport with groups and knack for earnest encouragement.

That motivation is crucial for first-time throwing. Even when exactly following instructions—raise the axe with two hands behind your head like a soccer throw-in, lean forward with your predominant foot and fire the axe towards the bullseye—the discouraging splat of a badly-thrown axe hitting the floor is a tad soul-crushing. But Paige is equipped with pick-me-ups and advice to help guide throwers into taking another better-aimed shot.

“I found that what makes a good thrower are people who are willing to try and make mistakes,” she says. “If they don’t get it the first five times, they try the next five times. It’s my job to find the ebb and flow of being supportive and not pushy.”

Axe throwing, although a “lumberjack sport” that’s been around for generations, has seen a rebirth over the last decade with leagues and locations rapidly popping up across North America. It’s bowling 2.0.

The first league of this kind can be traced back to the Backyard Axe Throwing League, which began as a competition between friends in a backyard in Toronto during the summer of 2006. Through word of mouth, it quickly caught on; in 2011, Backyard Axe opened its first warehouse location, followed by a second in 2013 and in 2016, the league helped form the National Axe Throwing Federation to establish the first uniform rule system and safety standards. The Federation now boasts 6,000 league members in over 65 cities.

Like bowling leagues before them, indoor axe throwing leagues offer a weekly opportunity for friends to get together, where teammates playfully cheer and egg each other on. Akin to bowling or darts, axe throwing is easy to learn but quite difficult to master.

Scoring in axe throwing is comparable to darts, where players aim at a wooden target painted with a bullseye and rings worth different points. Unique to the sport, there are two blue dots on the shoulders of the board known as “kill-shots.” These hard-to-nail blue dots are only used for tie-breakers or when a perfect score is in reach.

Building off the National Axe Throwing Federation’s success is the World Axe Throwing League, founded in 2017, which is on a mission to validate the sport. It lobbied to make June 13 International Axe Throwing Day and secured the first-ever coverage of its Axe Throwing World Championship on ESPN last December. The League oversees 80 affiliated locations throughout 15 countries worldwide, including Bad Axe Throwing. In fact, Benjamin Edgington from Bad Axe Throwing in Denver was crowned the 2018 champion.

The Ontario-based Bad Axe Throwing has 30 locations between the United States and Canada and will often appear in areas that benefit from indoor sports during cold winters or in cities with a young workforce like San Diego, Dallas and Atlanta.

The first local Bad Axe in Daly City opened in the fall of 2017 and immediately attracted team-building and morale-boosting events. Tech companies are lining up, of course—Square, Google and Lyft were recent clients—but the hobby is also gaining traction as a fresh alternative for bachelor and bachelorette parties and birthdays.

Passion for axe throwing is burgeoning, edging closer to the mainstream, while still maintaining a whimsical touch. Folks come dressed in their best flannels sporting fake beards and Paige has even seen gender reveal parties on the axe-throwing lanes.

Although heaving an axe at a target clearly expends energy, it’s also a satisfying outlet for relieving stress, and even anger—which could explain the uptick in “divorce parties.”

“I had one lady bring in a cake and she taped up her vows onto the board alongside pictures of her in her wedding dress,” Paige says. “They were in it. It was more liberating than hating on the ex-husband and he wasn’t brought up that much. It was more like, now I can travel and do new things like axe throwing.”

heave-ho!

Bad Axe Throwing

30 Hill Street, Daly City

888.435.0001

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Custom-Made: Third-Gen Jeweler

Words by Sheri Baer

Step into a small design studio in San Carlos and it’s like entering a time machine. Cast your eyes over to the work bench, and you’ll see hand saws, hammers and files forged during the Civil War era. Glance right and there’s a cutting-edge laser welder capable of joining wires the width of a human hair. Blocks of old-school carvable wax sit on a ledge—while on a nearby desk, a keystroke activates the latest computer aided design (CAD) software. This is the work space of custom jeweler Robert “Bob” Hilton, who, like a time traveler, seamlessly shifts between three centuries of craftsmanship.

“There are probably a couple hundred of us in the country who actually have bench skills and CAD skills,” Bob says, addressing the rarity of his skill set. “A lot of the older jewelers are still trying to figure out how to send an email and the new ones wouldn’t know how to hold a diamond in tweezers.”

Coming from a family steeped in jewelry making, Robert’s professional lineage dates back to his grandfather, Walter W. Hilton, who began his apprenticeship at Shreve’s in San Francisco the day before the 1906 earthquake. In another historical twist, Robert’s grandfather (who later became the mayor of Redwood City) moved his jewelry business to a new building on Broadway in Redwood City in August of 1929, two months before the stock market crash.

Despite the series of inauspicious circumstances, Hilton Jewelers endured, selling fine jewelry, along with silverware, watches, clocks, pen sets and shavers. Shortly after World War II, Robert’s father, Walter A. Hilton, joined the family business, and following two older brothers, at the age of 14, Robert started his own apprenticeship. “We had three generations working together. My first brother became a clockmaker, the second one was a watchmaker and when I went in, they said, ‘You’re going to be a jeweler.’” Bob recounts. “We would all work after school, and they banished me to the back where I could get my hands dirty.”

Getting his “hands dirty” as an apprentice meant five years learning an exacting, frequently-confounding and time-consuming craft. Bob spent the first six months turning a little block of silver into a chain, using a draw plate to work it into a 15-foot wire—then hand-crafting link after link, wrapping one around the other, soldering, polishing and repeating, again and again and again. When he was finally finished, Bob presented the chain to his grandfather: “In the old-school way, my grandfather took a torch and melted it all down and said, ‘Do it again. Instead of six months, do it in two months this time.’ They were pretty hard on us. It was mostly, ‘That’s really nice. Now do it again.’”

Bob credits that repetitive, intensive training for the delicate artistry and attention to detail that serves him to this day. Initially employed by his family, he ventured out with his tools, working for a large jeweler in Tucson, before opening a trade shop in a retail store and later his own business in Placerville. Next, he journeyed to British Columbia and then Corvallis, Oregon, before moving back to the Peninsula in 2005. “Here I try to keep it simple,” he says. Like his grandfather and father before him, he uses the name Hilton Jewelers, but he specializes in custom jewelry, open by appointment only. Having served his time in every nitty-gritty aspect of the trade, he describes his current vocation as “the happiest profession in the world.”

That’s quite a claim, which Bob backs up by crediting the perfect blend of craft and customer. “It’s pretty rare for someone to say, ‘I just got fired. I’ll go have a ring made,’” he wryly observes. “With custom jewelry, it’s always a good thing happening in life, something wonderful. They’re in love. They’re getting married. They’re celebrating an anniversary. They’re getting a promotion. They have a new baby.”

Customers arrive with ideas, sometimes just a glimmer or feeling about what they want—or even what they don’t want. Then the creative collaboration begins, with Bob learning more about the particular milestone, what the piece will convey, preferred lines, curves and colors, down to the delicacy or taper of a wrist or a finger. He typically works with faceted gemstones. Will it be diamonds, rubies, sapphires or emeralds? Maybe an opal or tourmaline. And while Bob tends toward classic designs that will stand the test of time, “If somebody goes off on a tangent, I want to go too,” he says.

Once the concept is determined, Bob will occasionally make sketches and carve wax models by hand but the CAD revolution radically transformed the jewelry making process. “I can make a design and a whole bunch of renders, lay it all out, make a model and print it out on my 3D printer and the model is ready for casting in a fraction of the time,” Bob relates. “I just did a piece that had 106 diamonds all laid out in a double wedding band with a big center diamond. Even in CAD, it still takes a long time, but doing it by hand, I would be working on it for months.”

Still, the newest tech tools aren’t always better and that’s why Bob is grateful that he can draw from both the past and the present. “I can be doing CAD all day and totally beating my head against the wall, thinking, ‘Why can’t I get this to work out?’ And then it’ll dawn on me, ‘Wait! I’m a jeweler. I can do this in 10 seconds with a saw or a file.’ Being able to marry the two techniques together is invaluable.”

When it comes to actually crafting the custom design—whether it’s a 2½-carat platinum Ceylon sapphire ring with Gypsy-set diamonds or an exact image of a prized show horse captured in a yellow-gold pendent—all the tools come into play, from the classic saws and files used for clean-up work to the laser welder that delivers incomprehensible accuracy. Bob’s favorite tool? Hands down, the microscope. “I would quit the business if I couldn’t use one,” he says. “If you can make it look great under 10 or 20 power, the finished product is just phenomenally better. It looks like magic.”

And it’s magic that Bob strives to deliver to every customer—through exquisite, one-of-a-kind pieces that trigger happy memories. At the same time, he cautions customers to remember that it’s not just about them. “I tell them your grandchildren are going to be fighting each other for this ring: ‘She wanted me to have it!’”

Bob knows just how precious family legacies can be, and he still holds himself to the same high standards from his apprenticeship days. “Being a third-generation jeweler is a good way to keep my ego in check,” he reflects. “My grandpa and father both still inspect everything I do in my mind before I deliver it to a customer. I can hear them saying, ‘You can do it however you want… as long as it’s perfect.’”

hiltonjewelers.com

Surf City USA

Craving an adventure beyond the obvious yet not too far from the Peninsula? Head down the coast to the area between Moss Landing and Santa Cruz for a combination of incredible wildlife viewing and surf city ambience punctuated with some tasty bites along the way.

paddling with sea otters on elkhorn slough

It’s hard to miss the two large stacks at the power plant near Moss Landing driving Highway One from Santa Cruz to Monterey. What you don’t want to overlook is the little bit of nature’s wonderland nearby, the 1,700-acre Elkhorn Slough Reserve.

Where else can you paddle a kayak surrounded by sea otters munching away at shellfish, some with babies on board? Or walk along trails that meander through coast live oak woodlands, wetlands and meadows?

Paddling a kayak on Elkhorn Slough is something adults and children of all abilities can enjoy. Monterey Bay Kayaks (located at 2390 Highway 1) and open 9:00AM to 6:00PM through May—an hour longer during the summer—offers rental single and double kayaks, along with stand-up paddleboards.

No experience is necessary for sit-on-top kayaks; previous experience is necessary for sit-inside kayaks. Beginners are given an orientation before setting out. For the calmest waters, plan a morning launch as the onshore wind picks up in the afternoon, making paddling more difficult.

The main water channel is seven miles long with smaller side channels providing additional opportunities for exploration. You’ll glide alongside oh-so-cute sea otters and hear barking seals and sea lions lounging on the shore and under the bridge pilings.

Of note: You can launch your own kayak from the same location—and dogs are welcome. Just make sure your canine is obedient enough to sit atop the kayak and never enter the water.

Want a preview of what you’ll see? View one of two otter cams at elkhornslough.org/ottercam

elkhorn features good hiking trails, too

The starting point for walking Elkhorn’s five miles of easy, flat trails is the Elkhorn Slough Reserve Visitor Center (1700 Elkhorn Road, Watsonville), which features educational exhibits, including a nine-times larger-than-life model of life in the mud, home to a four-foot fat innkeeper worm. There is no fee to stop by the Visitor Center and adjacent picnic area. It costs $4.12 (credit cards only) to walk the trails for adults 16 and over; children are free. The center and trails are open Wednesday to Sunday from 9:00AM to 5:00PM.

Whether you’ve kayaked or hiked, the appetite you’ve worked up can be satisfied in the tiny town of Moss Landing itself. Our favorite by far is the Haute Enchilada Café, a combination eatery and art gallery located at 7902 Moss Landing Road. Along with good food and drink, you’ll find a pair of barn owls, named Teco and Valentina, nesting in a box at the back end of the property.

surf’s up on the santa cruz westside

Known as “surf city,” Santa Cruz is recognized by many surfing aficionados as second only to Haleiwa in Hawaii as the place to catch a wave in the U.S. There’s some serious lore: A trio of Hawaiian princes surfed the mouth of the San Lorenzo River on boards made of local redwood in 1885. And it boasts some notable legendary surfers: Darryl “Flea” Virostko, Jack O’Neill, Peter Mel, Nat Young, Vince Collier and Richard Schmidt, to name a few.

You can learn more at the Santa Cruz Surfing Museum located at the Mark Abbott Memorial Lighthouse on West Cliff Drive. There you’ll find a statue of Bill Lidderdale, an original member of the Santa Cruz Surfing Club, commissioned in honor of all surfers following Lidderdale’s death.

The area near the statue just happens to overlook the surfing hotspot, Steamer Lane, known by locals simply as The Lane. The adjacent bluffs provide easy viewing of swells as high as 18 feet and surfers enjoying ride-happy sessions.

The wide, off-street path adjacent to West Cliff Drive is great for walking or cycling. Heading west, you’re treated to ocean views on the left and the mansions of “Millionaires Row” built in the late 19th century on the right. If you need a snack, our favorite is Steamer Lane Supply (644-670 West Cliff Drive).

Keep walking or pedaling and you’ll come to Natural Bridges State Beach. Into the late 20th century, three mudstone bridges stood here but wave erosion and wind destroyed two; the one remaining can be viewed but not accessed.

center of surf action and the historic santa cruz beach boardwalk

If you grew up on the Peninsula and learned to surf, Cowell’s was undoubtedly your first stop. Known for its long, gentle waves, it’s located just west of the Municipal Pier, making it close to the action on the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk.

If you want non-stop viewing of Cowell’s, book a room at the Dream Inn. Original rooms are in the lower building while the tower features larger, newly-remodeled rooms with king-size beds. There’s direct access to the beach from the pool area—and an ocean view from every room.

No visit to Santa Cruz would be complete without riding the historic Giant Dipper wooden roller coaster and Charles I.D. Looff carousel located along the Boardwalk. Opened in 1924, the coaster initially plunges riders into darkness, only to then climb up 70 feet before barreling down and around curves at speeds of 55 miles per hour.

The Looff Carousel is over 100 years old and sports a brass ring dispenser, the last still operating in the world, as well as an original 342-pipe organ. To get the most of the ride, you’ll want to nab an outside horse so you can grab a ring and fling it into the target: a clown’s mouth.

The Boardwalk features over 40 other thrill, family and kiddie rides along with carnival attractions. In May, limited rides are open during the week with all rides open every day beginning Memorial Day. Boardwalk admission is free. To see ride and attraction pricing, visit beachboardwalk.com/tickets

santa cruz’s east side means serious surf

The neighborhood may be laid-back but Pleasure Point and its dozen surf breaks is anything but. It’s here where Jack O’Neill made his home.

The Hook, located at 41st Avenue at East Cliff Drive, is the most famous spot. Perched high above the bay, a blufftop viewing area lined with picnic tables and benches allows spectators to watch surfers catching air and slicing through the Hook’s steep waves. To further explore Pleasure Point’s surf culture, wander up 41st Avenue and browse a village of surf-themed shops and eateries including an O’Neill Surf Shop. Zameen At The Point is a favorite eatery known for its feta fries.

At 33rd and East Cliff Drive sits diminutive Pleasure Point Park. There is stepped seating and a broad staircase that stretches down to the water. You’ll see a mix of short boarders and long boarders from the bluff.

other lodging optionsand some really yummy ice cream

Other lodging in town includes a variety of modest motels and a new entry, Hotel Paradox, part of Marriott’s upscale Autograph Collection. This dog-friendly establishment is located at 611 Ocean Street, well back from the Boardwalk action but within walking distance to downtown Santa Cruz’s eateries. We’ve had good luck at Woodstock’s Pizza (710 Front Street). There’s also the more upscale Laili (101B Cooper Street).

As you head out of town and back over the hill to the Peninsula, make a stop at the original Marianne’s Ice Cream at 1020 Ocean Street. In business since 1947, Marianne’s has developed a whopping 105 flavors over the years, 80 of which are available at any given time.

Making Space Count: Small-scale Design

In a culture that rewards going big, the idea of thinking small sounds contradictory. But in the case of design, being constrained by size is a common Peninsula occurrence—whether you’re buying a first home, downsizing after the kids are gone, creating an in-law unit for an aging parent or just trying to optimize a particularly petite room. “You want it to look beautiful but you also need it to be livable and really functional,” is how Rosanna Bassford describes the small space challenge. As the interior designer behind Eggshell Home, Rosanna helps clients create places “they feel good coming home to every day,” no matter the square footage.

Originally from Cupertino, Rosanna took a roundabout road to design. After graduating from UCLA, her first career was in public accounting, followed by an MBA from Northwestern and a second career in marketing. “I had my day job, but I always loved interior design and started doing work on the side,” Rosanna recounts. “Then I finally quit my day job and made the leap to full-time design.” For Rosanna, leaving the corporate world turned out to be the right decision—her third career is clearly the charm.

While big is often equated with better, Rosanna says there can be real advantages in cozier abodes. “What happens when you have a lot of space is you’ll say, ‘I need a chair and I need this and I need that’ just to fill the space, but in a small space, you don’t have that problem. If you have a small space, it makes sense to fill it with things that you really love.”

According to Rosanna, making the most of the space you have starts with layout—your floor plan. “With small spaces, you need it to be really functional and sometimes one space can have multiple functions,” she explains. The second most important thing is the scale and proportion of your furniture—and the number of pieces. And then, from a decorative standpoint, Rosanna employs a number of design tricks to make small spaces feel larger. By way of illustration, she points to “Modern Glam Peninsula Condo,” an Eggshell Home design project in Redwood Shores. The owner wanted to update and refresh this 800-square-foot unit, consisting of one bedroom, one bathroom and one flexible, open-space area. Here are some highlights from Rosanna’s approach:

Layout: The owner used the open-space room for three purposes: living room, dining room and home office. Rosanna’s client had positioned her office closest to the window with a blue sofa cutting the room in half. Rosanna’s first priority: ensuring the most functional floor plan possible. Taking traffic patterns into consideration, she swapped the office and living room, moving the couch against the back wall. “Now when you walk in the door, instead of seeing a desk with piles of papers, you see this beautiful living room, which now flows with the dining room. It really opened up the room and improved the flow of traffic and created an entertaining space. Plus, it brought all of this light into the living room,” notes Rosanna.

Furniture: Selecting the right pieces is key with small spaces. “Don’t go itty-bitty with furniture just because the space is small. That can make it look even smaller,” Rosanna cautions. “Make sure furniture is appropriately proportioned.” Rosanna started with the client’s own blue sofa and then added flexible, more neutral furniture. “The chairs swivel, which is nice in an open space because you can turn in any direction. And we chose rounded chairs so there aren’t as many angles and corners to bump into since they’re floating in the middle of a small space.” Rosanna suggests selecting streamlined pieces with smaller, thinner arms or more slender framing and storage ottomans and stools that can double as seating or tables and be easily moved around as needed.

Decor: Rosanna always looks for opportunities to take advantage of glass and mirrors—to move light around the room and create a sense of spaciousness. In the condo, the bottom level of the coffee table is mirrored, the dining room table is glass and there’s also a mirror in the entryway. For light fixtures, Rosanna’s advice is the opposite of what you might think: “I’d err on the side of bigger rather than smaller. One great light fixture is like a piece of jewelry in the room so you don’t need a lot of other decor.” Introducing strategically-placed area rugs is another way to deliver high-impact results. “The rugs clearly say this is the living room and this is the dining room,” Rosanna says. “Instead of just a bunch of furniture kind of floating in the room, we used rugs to effectively create two spaces out of one big space.”

Color: Rosanna recognized the perfect jumping-off point in the client’s striking blue sofa. “In a small space, I prefer to have one focal point or statement in the room,” she says. Rosanna installed her client’s colorful (and treasured) travel photographs above the sofa to complete the effect. Next, she wove the blue color palette throughout the condo—from the living room and dining room to the bedroom and entryway—to tie everything together. Stepping into the condo, the impression of unity is introduced with an eye-catching splash of teal grasscloth wallpaper. “There’s not a lot of wall space in the entry, so it’s a way to add a lot of texture and richness and make it stand out,” Rosanna says. “Suddenly, you have a big feature in a small space.”

Rosanna emphasizes one tip the most: With small rooms, make everything in them count. “Whether it’s your furniture, textiles, decorative objects or artwork,
make sure they’re all things that you love as opposed
to things that are just
there to fill space.”

compact kitchen remodel

When Rosanna first saw this compact Peninsula kitchen, it screamed outdated everything: tile countertops, linoleum floors, fluorescent lighting. The client’s guidance included keeping the floor plan in place and that electric and plumbing couldn’t be moved. “We had a lot of limitations, but we needed to make the space feel lighter, bigger and more open,” Rosanna says. Here are a few ways she tackled the challenge:

Get rid of the heavy hanging upper cabinets above the sink. “That was probably the most dramatic change,” Rosanna says. “The cabinets were so dark they were just eating up all the light.”

Originally, the countertop had a short ledge at the end. Rosanna leveled it to make it a flat peninsula. “We took it down and that gave us so much more counter space. Now you can actually do something on the counter.”

Instead of reinserting a microwave above the range, Rosanna installed a chimney hood, which draws eyes up to the ceiling and elongates the space. “In small, short spaces, you want to do things to emphasize vertical height,” she advises.

To lighten everything up, Rosanna selected a white color palette and a soft gray textured tile backsplash. As for the flooring? “Obviously, the linoleum had to go!” Rosanna selected light oak hardwood floors to complete the compact kitchen makeover.

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Diary of a Dog: Eddie

HELLO THERE!! Sorry for shouting but since I weigh just seven pounds, I wanted to catch your attention. And no, I’m not a stuffed animal (although I’ve been told I look like one). I’m a Pomeranian mix and I live with Carin, along with three doggy buddies, in Woodside. I’m the smallest of the bunch and it’s a point of pride that I have the loudest bark.

How I got to my forever home is quite a story. I was one of 60 dogs rescued from a tiny apartment in San Jose by Muttville, an organization that helps senior dogs—some are rescues like me, but others just need to find new places to live, for one reason or another. I’m actually 10 years young, which means I’ve stockpiled plenty of love and joy to give—plus I’m pretty mellow and fully trained.

I met Carin at Muttville’s annual senior prom fundraising gala, and Carin immediately recognized me as the perfect cuddle bug companion to add to her family. It didn’t hurt that I was named Prom King! We have so much fun together now. I get to sit in my special side pack when Carin takes me on walks and to the mall, and my favorite times are holiday parties where I’m passed around from person to person because no one can seem to get enough of me. See, there are advantages to being small!

Carin treats me like I’m the best dog in the world and she’s grateful to Muttville for bringing me into her life. In fact, she even joined the board of Muttville’s new local chapter, Friends of Muttville Silicon Valley. To learn more about adopting a more mature (and loving!) dog like me, visit muttvillesiliconvalley.com or contact mike@muttvillesilconvalley.com.   

Going Downtown: Growing Pains & Gains

Change is happening. Everywhere and regularly. No more putt-putt golf at Malibu Grand Prix, birthday parties at Mel’s Bowl or anniversary toasts at John Bentley’s in Atherton. Palo Alto said goodbye to CPK, Yogurtland and Title Nine and hello to Nobu and Amazon.

In Menlo Park, longtime haunts like the Oasis, Applewood Pizza and Foster’s Freeze are just memories now. The blight of shuttered used car lots is gone with projects like Middle Plaza poised to transform the landscape of the city.

Los Altos is in the throes of retail turnover—with a thriving downtown attracting increasing crowds and attention. No more Maltby’s—but there are enticing new offerings like Urfa Grill, Tre Monti and Asa.

Burlingame is a Peninsula destination, with longtime shops like Aida’s Candies joining up with Preston’s Ice Cream to stay alive in the changing marketplace. Levi Brothers is now Crosby Commons, triggering other memories of Burlingame Garden Center, Rourkes and the Feed Store.

Downtown Redwood City’s revamp has been so rapid that a virtual stroll down Main Street via Google Maps with images from March 2017 already feels like a time-traveling glimpse into a bygone city.

The city aptly embodies the Peninsula’s evolution and no other person at the street level has had a better front-row seat for observing Redwood City’s rush of epinephrine than Greg Wilson.

As the creator of WalkingRedwoodCity.com, a blog on WordPress that’s provided one man’s perspective of the morphing city since 2013, Greg has published weekly posts and over 14,000 photographs focused on Redwood City’s downtown and its 17 neighborhoods.

“When I hear about a project or if they’re going to replace a building, I rush down to get what was here before,” he says. “I want to show that this is what we lost and this is what we gained.”

So what has Redwood City gained?

“This,” he says, gesturing to the inviting palm tree-lined Theatre Way, a downtown pedestrian-only block in front of Century 20. “The fact that we have this whole lively entertainment sector. Redwood City has become a destination. It’s a place where people come, by train or car, for movies or food. Before, it was a place people left.”

And the other side of the coin—what has the city lost?

“Retail,” he says, citing defunct downtown businesses like a mystery bookstore and a men’s clothing shop. “And the city has struggled with how to bring retail back. These bottom storefronts are leased for a lot and tech companies have no problem paying for that.”

Other examples of this commercial tug-of-war line Main Street where Ralph’s Vacuum & Sewing Center shares a wall with tech startup Banjo. The fading sign for what was once Young Auto Parts now reads “oun Auto art.”

What was once a trio of businesses in between Broadway and Middlefield Road—La Victoria Taqueria, Palermo Italian Restaurant and Tequila Lounge—is currently a row of fences and orange Jersey barriers placed by the local construction company W. L. Butler for a new project.

855 Main Street will house two offices when the project is completed in 2021. For now, the entire building has been gutted, save for the three-archway façade, a relic from old Redwood City that required preservation for its historical significance. A promotional flyer for attracting businesses details a tech-targeted floor plan and highlights downtown retail options—familiar chains like Starbucks, See’s Candy and Supercuts.

When the lights are officially flipped on at 855 Main, it will glow throughout Main Street as the largest building on the block—that is, of course, until the next construction project gets the green light.

Over the last decade, Redwood City has shed its sleepy town image (the taunt of “Deadwood City” still stings a bit) to become a vibrant hub for entertainment with its 20-screen cinema, live shows at the Fox Theatre, packed crowds for the Courthouse Square summer concert series and a variety of tempting new restaurants.

All over the Peninsula, gains like this have been numerous—reflected in higher property values, energized cities and more Caltrain lines—but they’ve also come at the cost of mom and pop businesses and even the core essence of some of our communities.

And that’s what Greg is trying to document and capture. He and his wife found their house with a yard in the Eagle Hill neighborhood of Redwood City in the early ‘90s. A software programmer always good with words, Greg flourished in technical writing. After retiring, he shifted focus onto his community and began logging the changes. He advocated for making Theatre Way a pedestrian-only street and envisions a project that would adapt a parking lot behind Main Street into a new city park that celebrates Redwood Creek flowing beneath the pavement.

During a recent afternoon, Greg provided PUNCH with a walking tour of Redwood City to illustrate some of the gains and losses. The lunchtime hour arrived with plenty of foot traffic, tied to the construction of the Chan Zuckerberg Initiative headquarters off Broadway and from the pods of young professionals streaming out from several nearby tech companies.

Greg began the tour where he says the Redwood City rejuvenation began: City Pub off Broadway. He explains how this burgers and beers spot was a shot in the arm for the community in 1991 and helped alter how outsiders viewed Redwood City. “This was the first business that brought in people from out of town,” Greg says. “It completely transformed the block.”

City Pub helped spearhead a newfound interest in the city, which spurred interest from developers and large businesses. Redwood City gained thousands of new residents along with new attractions, frequently at the exchange of small stores.

As a way of preserving Redwood City’s unique flavor, Redwood City’s Downtown Precise Plan outlines regulations for the development of new storefronts. But street-level exteriors can also be a bit of a façade. Across the street from City Pub is a software tech company that, per city rules since it’s located along a historic stretch of Broadway, has to maintain the character of the city block at street level, in effect, disguising its office space.

Walking by the property, there’s a suggestion that a frozen yogurt business is coming. But it hasn’t opened yet. Greg says it’s been two years in the making. The image on Google Maps from February last year shows that it’s undergone little progress. While the business behind it is buzzing with activity, the froyo appears to have hit delays.

Against a backdrop of concentrated development, where construction cranes seem forever suspended in air, a spark of static growth flickers in Redwood City, this microcosm for what’s happening throughout the Peninsula.

The Beat On Your Eats

Number5kitchen

San Carlos

number5kitchen is a kitchen in flux. Depending on the day, the week or the season of the year, this brand-new American eatery on Laurel Street in San Carlos features an ever-changing menu that puts the focus on the ingredients. Chef/owner Henry Eng directly sources from local, sustainable, organic farms and purveyors where he hand-picks ingredients that pertain to the season. This means a menu that can shift week to week—with offerings like scrambled, pasture-raised eggs cooked with Dungeness crab and fennel cream for brunch or a health-conscious veggie indulgence mixing morel mushrooms, yellow sweet corn and shishito peppers topped by jumbo asparagus. With a menu that embraces adaptability, number5kitchen complements our local agricultural bounty by celebrating infinite potential. 663 Laurel Street, open Wednesday to Friday from 5:30PM to 9:00PM; Saturday and Sunday from 10:30AM to 3:00PM; closed Monday and Tuesday.

Pizzeria Delfina

Palo Alto

You know summer is almost here when the pig roasts return to Pizzeria Delfina in Palo Alto. On the last Tuesday of every month, from May through October, Pizzeria Delfina serves up roasted pig from a local farm al fresco-style on the patio. Inspired by outdoor summer barbecues from his childhood, Delfina owner Craig Stoll opens up the once-monthly pig party to around 50 guests. In addition to unlimited pig, the meal includes seasonal side dishes, French rolls (for sandwich making!), Delfina desserts and ice-cold Peroni. Regular menu items and cocktails are also available for purchase. The seatings sell out fast so visit PigRoasts2019.Eventbrite.com to buy tickets in advance. 651 Emerson Street, 5:30PM and 7:30PM seatings.

Aji Limo Peruvian

Belmont

The newest addition to Belmont’s Ralston Avenue is a restaurant that encourages sharing. Aji Limo Peruvian, which recently took over the corner building that used to hold Rangoon Ruby Burmese Cuisine, presents flavourful and splittable entrées like Lomo Saltado, a quick-fried tender beef stir-fry cooked with imported spices, or Tallarines Verdes, a spin on spaghetti cooked in Peruvian pesto. Most of the ingredients are imported from Peru, where the menu was inspired by the street food from the Jesús María District in Lima, markets in Cusco, family homes in La Molina and restaurants in Miraflores. No time to dine your way across this diverse Peruvian landscape? Aji Limo saves you a plane ticket. 1000 6th Avenue, open Monday through Saturday from 4:00PM to 9:00AM; closed Sunday.

Perfect Shot: Super Bloom

April showers most certainly bring May flowers, but we actually have a rainy winter to thank for a super-bloom Peninsula spring. Photographer Frances Freyberg captured this eye-popping field of poppies at the 6,100-acre La Honda Creek Open Space Preserve, which opened to the public in 2017. Considered the gateway to the San Mateo Coast, La Honda Creek offers 10.7 miles of trails through open rolling grasslands, forest and redwood trees. Frances Freyberg will be showcasing some of her favorite Bay Area open spaces in Views from the Trail, an exhibit at the Portola Art Gallery at the Allied Arts Guild in Menlo Park through the month of May.

Image Courtesy of Frances Freyberg Photography/francesfreyberg.com

Lovable Loaves: Little Sky Bakery

If you think eating something that’s 100 years old would be crusty, you’d be right. But in the case of Little Sky Bakery bread, it’s also delicious.

What began as a personal interest to bake with an ancient starter (with 100-year-old origins) for Menlo Park newcomer Tian Mayimin, evolved into cooking for two sets of parents the next month (who were visiting her and her husband Dan’s new Menlo Park home) and ultimately into the popular Little Sky Bakery.

Little Sky (the English translation of Tian Tian, a family term of endearment for her) is a bakery run by Tian with help from Dan (a Stanford professor) and partner Yan Xu. Run out of their personal kitchen, via a Cottage Food License, the bakery currently delivers to homes in Menlo Park and Palo Alto (inquire about other areas) and can be found at Café Zoe in Menlo Park and at various local farmers markets on the Peninsula.

Tian and her team get up way before roosters to bake their bread fresh daily—varieties such as raisin walnut, olive rosemary, country, bulgur and challah. (This writer is enjoying a delectable sample of chocolate cherry pecan bread while writing this article.) Tian also whips up creations like lemon coconut scones, pistachio- and nutella-filled challah buns and a decadent chocolate pistachio apricot jam layer cake.

Bread baking begins with feeding the starter daily to make the naturally fermented bread. The main ingredients are flour, water, sea salt and wild yeast. The process takes two to three days. Tian shapes the breads the day before and then bakes the morning of sale days. For the Sunday Farmers Market in Menlo Park, she and her team are up at 2:00AM to bake enough bread. It concludes with customers lining up to buy Little Sky Bakery’s high-quality artisanal goods—Tian and helpers quickly bag up the loaves, with Dan and Yan still baking away to replenish the stock.

As for her inspiration, Tian credits her family’s ties to the wheat-rich region of northwest China. “I grew up being very familiar with dough and it being a very warm sense of family,” Tian says. “My parents and grandparents were constantly experimenting with different dough.”

It was at the outset of the business, when Little Sky Bakery was only delivering door to door in Menlo Park, that Tian discovered a sense of community in sharing her bread creations with neighbors. Now selling their bread much more broadly at markets, Dan notes the satisfaction in knowing that hundreds of people are eating their creations by the end of the day. “Showing up with bread, you really feel such a part of the community,” Tian reflects. “There’s something so special about being the local baker. Bread is a staple.”

 

Prior to her baking career, Tian worked as a lawyer. She recalls having a client who created physical products based in Taiwan, which piqued her own desire to create something. Segue to today, and Tian draws parallels with designing new breads and creating new flavors and product development that many in Silicon Valley can appreciate.

”The part about baking that really appeals to me is the creation of really delicious things that people are so happy to get,” she says. “I aspire to create X (bread). The ideal raisin walnut. The ideal country bread. My ideal. You’re bringing the best of yourself into it.”

Tian also loves the interaction she gets to have with customers. “The best of myself is the love of product and the love of engaging with people. This allows me to do both, which is why it’s so fabulous. I’m amazingly lucky,” Tian says.

As for Tian’s favorite bread? It’s raisin walnut. The best way to serve it? Tian suggests simply slicing it and spreading with butter. Alternatively, she says you can’t go wrong with a gourmet nut butter and jelly sandwich—a new take on the ol’ PB&J. Adding to the convenience, you can find quality nut butters and jams at your local farmers markets.

In thinking about her community, Tian is concerned with the modern trends of how we make food choices, even in a thriving, resource-abundant area like the Peninsula. We’re susceptible to the quick and most affordable option, she points out, without taking into consideration the time, effort and quality of ingredients that go into food like fresh-baked bread. “We’ve gotten used to paying for bad bread in America,” she says. “I can’t believe it when I think about the work and effort and ingredient cost we put into a loaf of brioche.”

The next step Tian envisions is a local brick and mortar retail location as the kitchen and home of Little Sky Bakery—which she hopes to make happen within the next few years. In the meantime, you can meet the sweet and personable Tian when you’re shopping at a farmers market, as you make your selection before heading home to break bread with family and friends.

littleskybakery.com

little sky bread delivery and farmers markets

Menlo Park and Palo Alto delivery: Monday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday

Portola Valley Farmers Market: Thursday, 2:00PM-6:00PM, 765 Portola Road (year-round)

Downtown Palo Alto Farmers Market: Saturday, 8:00AM-Noon (mid-May to mid-December), Gilman Street @ Hamilton Avenue

Menlo Park Farmers Market: Sunday, 9:00AM-1:00PM (year-round), Chestnut Street

Mountain View Farmers Market: Sunday, 9:00AM-1:00PM, 600 West Evelyn Avenue (TBD in May/year-round)

what to do with no-longer-fresh bread 

There’s nothing like fresh bread, but what happens when you have leftovers? Here’s Tian’s recommendation for making the most out of hard, week-old loaves. Make a ribollita. It’s fast, easy and comes out looking fancy. “This is super simple, wholesome and a very hearty and flavorful dish,” says Tian. “It’s one of my favorite things to do with leftover bread. It’s completely fine to use bread that’s quite dry or old for this dish, since the tomato juices revive it right up.”

make it

BRUSSELS SPROUTS RIBOLLITA

Ingredients

  • Bread (I like country bread but you
    can use any type, preferably one
    with a good crust.) Cut or rip it into
    1-inch pieces (or smaller or larger
    as you prefer).
  • Brussels sprouts, cut into pieces
  • Onions (usually ½ or 1, any type),
    sliced
  • Olive Oil
  • Salt/pepper to taste
  • Garlic (optional)
  • Eggs (optional)
  • Chili flakes (optional)

Instructions

Heat oil in a flat pan. When it’s hot, put in the onions (and optional) garlic and stir for a few minutes. Then put in the Brussels sprouts and cook on medium for another 5-8 minutes until the Brussels sprouts and onions start to soften. Add bread pieces. Cook for another 5-8 minutes until the bread has softened and soaked up the vegetable juices. Salt/pepper to taste. If you like a spicier dish, you can add some chili flakes. I sometimes crack an egg or two on the side of the pan so there’s an egg over -easy with this dish.

Caltrain’s Front Seat

words by Silas Valentino

There’s a round yellow button inside the front cab of the train that triggers a familiar sound. The horn is heard daily, throughout the daylight hours and into the night, and harnesses the power to stop traffic or instill a sense of wonder and amazement into rail fans of any age.

Nestled within this cacophonic blast is a cloaked and rhythmic message: Here comes the train.

Tony Elich, a longtime Caltrain engineer, is required to hit this button every time his locomotive approaches a public crossing and by law, the horns must follow the standardized pattern of two long, one short and one long.

Or, as he translates into spoken word when passing through town: Here… Comes… The! Train…

Remembering to hit the horn is just one of several tasks Tony juggles when chugging along at 79 miles per hour each day. It’s a multi-tasking job; the brakes require a particular finesse for releasing compressed air to gradually slow down, the tracks are lined with important signage indicating what lies ahead and there’s always the unpredictable possibility of a person wandering onto the track.

There’s a lot to manage inside that front cab where an engineer typically sits solo, unless they’re training an understudy—which explains Caltrain’s zero-distraction policy—no cell phones or even smartwatches are allowed on the job. But it’s the undertaking of a lifetime for Tony, who has been with Caltrain for the last 23 years.

“It’s a process of elimination—how can I make the whole process of putting the train on the platform a lot easier?” he says. “To me, it’s a feeling. If I have to ask myself what we engineers do all day long, and I’ve thought about it, it’s that we judge and we feel all day long. There is a plan that goes into it but it’s a judgment of feeling. We take it for granted because it is a job. But when I tell people what I do, they think it’s the coolest thing in the world. And a lot of the time, it is.”

Tony is one of 68 engineers who operate Caltrain’s fleet of 92 trains. He’s a “connoisseur of wrist watches” whose pet peeve is arriving late. Before he was at Caltrain, Tony worked for Union Pacific and ran freight trains for BNSF Railway for 16 years.

He lives outside Tracy and considers Caltrain to be the best-kept secret for train engineers, thanks to the consistency of his work schedule; he’s a father and used to have to go weeks without seeing his family when working on freight trains. The other major job perk? The interaction he has with passengers.

“That’s the best part of the job,” he says. “Trains bring out the five-year-old in all of us. I rolled up to Menlo Park in the Christmas train and this lady and her son were looking at me. When I got off, she said, ‘It just dawned on me—you guys are like rock stars to these kids.’ I said I had never thought of it that way but when you see kids light up, that’s what makes it worth it to me.”

The Federal Railroad Administration requires 240 hours of training before an engineer is able to become certified, which means Tony sometimes has company up front. He stresses to his trainees safety, communication and how to remain composed when facing an unavoidable accident.

“You see how many fatalities we have out here,” he says, referring to on-track suicides. “During the interview process we see if they’re capable of handling that situation. If that situation arises, and it does, passengers will look to you. If they see the engineer is calm, they’re going to feel safe. It’s trying to stay calm as much as you can.”

Every train undergoes a daily tune-up at Caltrain’s Central Equipment & Maintenance Facility in San Jose. The 20-acre train yard accommodates inspections, maintenance, repairs, train washing and storage. Next door is the communication center where a few workers direct all communication between engineers. Since Tony can’t have his phone with him when working the train, his point of contact is a radio signal back to this centralized hub.

The room is quiet and efficient. It’s a mixture of an air traffic control center and a 9-1-1 dispatcher hub. An electronic panel displaying the routes is half the size of a billboard and covers the front wall. The tracks are dotted with colorful lights to symbolize the status of the trains or the condition of the tracks. If there’s a service interruption, the information is radio-delivered here for the dispatchers to individually dole back out to each engineer.

Since the first tracks were laid down in 1863, the train has been a major transportation artery for the Peninsula that’s only ramped up its usage over time. The average weekday ridership has soared since 2010, when just over 34,000 rode the train to now, with over 65,000 riders. Caltrain supports a “dual commute” wherein the number of strap hangers commuting north and south on Caltrain is about 60/40, and there are about 13,000 more northbound riders than southbound. This distinguishes Caltrain’s commutes from other metropolises, where passengers generally go into the city in the mornings and return after work.

Caltrain anticipates their current ridership to quadruple by 2040, and to prepare, the rail line is currently in the process of modernizing its fleet through electrification. When the project is completed in 2021, electricity will run through 51 miles of tracks between San Francisco and San Jose, using a new management system called Positive Train Control that’s become the latest industry standard.

The trains are currently under construction at a plant in Salt Lake City and although details are slim—besides the addition of Wi-Fi and seven-car train sets as opposed to six—it hasn’t dampened Tony’s excitement.

“I’m looking forward to the challenge and I can hardly wait,” he says, noting how the electric fleet will accelerate and decelerate faster in and out of stations. And even though there’s a speed cap, the anticipation of the new trains has Tony feeling like a five-year-old.

“The things we run now are dinosaurs,” he says. “When we’re going 110 miles per hour, I’m going to be jumping out of my shorts!” 

Smooth Sipping: Timeless Tequila

When Elizabeth Gomez thinks of tequila, the image that comes to mind isn’t licking a dash of salt, a quick shudder-inducing gulp and a suck of lime. Elizabeth recalls her family gathered around her beloved grandmother’s table, appreciating a fine tequila and talking after a meal.

For Alberto Gomez, tequila doesn’t mean a party song calling for cheap shots thrown back and a fist pump in the air. From his frame of reference, tequila is made from blue agave, aged to perfection in French oak barrels, with a full-bodied taste and a warm, smooth finish.

Struck by the jarring difference between how tequila is viewed in Mexico versus the U.S., the Hillsborough couple launched a new brand into the marketplace. They summarize their motive in a very succinct way: “Our goal is to take the spring break out of tequila one sip at a time,” Elizabeth says.

Born 10 years apart in San Francisco, Alberto and Elizabeth each have family ties to Los Altos de Jalisco, where tequila began, so pride in the spirit was instilled in them from an early age. “We really want people to understand that this is something to be savored. This is something to be enjoyed with your family,” Elizabeth explains. “I’ve always found it disrespectful the way tequila has been cheapened here.”

The idea came to them nine years ago when a cousin let the couple know about a tequila brand that was for sale. The deal didn’t come to fruition but it ignited a deeply shared passion for the project. “Let’s make this really our own,” they decided, and started building a business from scratch.

In tribute to Guadalajara, the city of roses, Alberto and Elizabeth chose the name De la Rosa Tequila. “Everybody can say La Rosa and it’s an homage to where we come from. Our older generation is gone and so it’s an homage to the strong women who raised us,” Elizabeth shares.

To ensure justice to the name, the two embarked on an exhaustive development process to craft just the right blends, eventually pulling in friends for taste testing and feedback. “People make this face when they’re about to drink tequila. They cringe or pucker up. I’d say, ‘No, you don’t have to do that,’” Alberto recalls. “Our goal was to surprise people, to hear them say, ‘Wow! This is actually good!’”

The Gomezes acknowledge that business logistics can be tough. “The biggest challenge is that we are in California and manufacturing is in Mexico,” Elizabeth says, but they’re grateful that tequila’s traditions are strictly enforced. Like champagne, which can only be produced in the Champagne region in France, the production of 100% agave tequila is limited to five Mexican states, with Jalisco at the center.

Tequila is made from the heart or piña of the agave plant, which grows in Jalisco’s rich, fertile soil. After trimming away 200-plus leaves surrounding each piña, about 15 pounds of agave piñas go into producing one liter of tequila. Following the harvest, manufacturing stages include cooking, extraction, fermentation, distillation and aging—in French white oak barrels—before bottling.

Here’s how Elizabeth and Alberto describe De la Rosa’s three offerings: Blanco is tequila in its purest form (“The smooth, clean flavor makes it ideal for mixing.”), Reposado is aged between four and twelve months (“Best savored as part of a cocktail or chilled on the rocks.”) and Añejo is aged between one and three years (“It’s a testament to the craft of aged tequila with the most body and flavor.”).De la Rosa Chocolate, a tequila with a chocolate essence, will be introduced in the fall.

The pair also put a lot of thought into bottling. Alberto’s father founded Gomez Ironworks in Daly City in 1967, and Alberto credits the family business with giving him an eye for design. De la Rosa’s distinctive bottles go through multiple rounds of hand masking, painting and baking, and while beauty was the intent, the pair created a price point ($60-$70) to encourage consumption—not just display. “We don’t want it to be something you just put up on a shelf,” Elizabeth says. “This is something we want people to enjoy and to bring into their homes along with a little bit of our culture that we’re so proud of as well.”

Given De la Rosa’s newness on the market, Elizabeth and Alberto had modest expectations when they entered the 2018 Wine and Spirits Wholesalers of America Expo—where De la Rosa scored award-winning recognition and validation. “We were coming at it from the point of view of a consumer. We weren’t considering the competition or the liquor professionals,” Alberto says. “When we won gold for our Blanco and our Añejo, that was important, that really gave us a little bit of wind in our sails.”

The goal now is getting the word out. De la Rosa Tequila is available through the website delarosatequila.com with broader distribution plans in the works. There’s also the matter of shifting tequila’s reputation, away from cheap, throat-burning shots to that of an elegantly mellow, high-quality spirit. “It doesn’t have to be margarita time or anything like that,” Alberto notes, when asked about the appropriate moment to imbibe.

Elizabeth agrees. “For us, tequila can be an aperitif, something that you can have before a meal or to close a meal as a digestive. It’s something you can enjoy like a wine and cheese plate—only we have tequila, cheese and fruit,” she says, before emphasizing, “This is something that comes from our heart. It’s a part of our culture that we want to share.” 

Bottled after distillation to preserve its clean taste, De la Rosa Blanco is the base from which all other De la Rosa tequilas are derived. Elizabeth and Alberto say it’s also the perfect start for a festive cocktail. In honor of Cinco de Mayo, a Mexican holiday that has evolved into a celebration of Mexican culture and heritage, the Gomezes offer this refreshing and fruity concoction.

make it

SANTA ROSA COCKTAIL

Ingredients

  • 2.5 oz. De la Rosa Blanco Tequila
  • 1 oz. St. Germain liqueur
  • 2 oz. pineapple juice
  • 1 oz. sparkling water
  • 1 oz. lime juice

To Garnish:

  • 1 pineapple wedge
  • 1 wheel of lime
  • Sea Salt
  • Chili lime seasoning (Tajin works well.)

Create a spicy-salty rim by rimming an Old Fashioned glass with a lime wedge and immediately dipping into a sea salt/chili lime mixture.

Add one large ice cube or crushed ice to glass. Pour in drink, add a pineapple wedge and garnish with a slice of lime. Salud!

They’re Gr-r-r-reat!

I’m not sure if my parents plied me with Cheerios as a baby while I squirmed in my high chair, a metal tray in front of me. Did I pound the tray with my sippy cup, demanding Cheerios? Did I scream and wail for those round, crispy bits of oats? I don’t know, but it could explain my lifelong love affair with cereal.

Truly, what is more delicious, more soothing and more satisfying than a large bowl of your favorite cereal with a generous splash of ice-cold milk? And as I discovered later in life, cereal is not just a breakfast food; cereal is the perfect food, as delicious at lunch or dinner, or, without milk, for snacking.

My children know and acknowledge my passion for cereal, sometimes making fun of me but often joining me. While they all have more sophisticated palates than I do, they too recognize the beauty of the best food on earth. My son-in-law, Sam, a cereal devotee like myself, never misses the chance to celebrate with me on March 7, National Cereal Day. If you didn’t know about National Cereal Day, well, you’re welcome.

I first came to depend on cereal when, at age 11, my parents broke up and my mother moved away. Alone with a hard-working (and often gone for the evening) orthopedic surgeon father, I was frequently responsible for my own dinner. I never felt the desire to cook, so dinner meant opening a can of Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup or, much more often, pouring a big bowl of cereal. In the days before the explosion of cereal brands, our pantry was filled with Frosted Flakes, Wheaties and Raisin Bran. Mostly I stuck with Wheaties, the “Breakfast of Champions,” because they placed baseball players on the front of the box and sports stories on the back.

When I went off to three miserable years of boarding school at Andover, I was provided, should I have wanted them, three meals a day. I hated going to the Commons, where in the huge dining hall, we would go through a line, take our food and then have to go find a place to sit. For an introverted little pisher from Texas, it was the most horrifying three moments of my day. There were established cliques by the time I got to Andover (I came a year later than most), and they didn’t exactly reach out to the new kids on campus.

To avoid having to eat in the Commons, I started sneaking out the small, single-serving boxes of cereal that they stacked for our selection. Since you weren’t supposed to take food out of the dining hall, I would go off in a corner and stuff them in my pockets, in my coat or under my shirt. (These were the days before backpacks.) To my disappointment, the cafeteria seemed to have made a large wholesale purchase of Fruit Loops and Rice Krispies, two of my least favorite cereals. Nonetheless, alone and secure in my room, I would eat in peace, away from any glaring or unfriendly eyes.

When I got to the wonderful world of Claremont McKenna College, I found my home at the college newspaper. I worked at the Claremont Collegian three nights a week putting the paper together and usually arrived back at my dorm around one in the morning. In preparation, I had awaiting me a full box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch or Life—two of the top all-time cereals—and a quart of milk. I would down the whole box.

Finally out of a dorm at Stanford and into a downtown Palo Alto home with my best buddies from CMC, I literally lived on cereal and Top Ramen for two years, proving once and for all that man can survive on nothing but carbohydrates. Fortunately for my health, I soon married a wonderful cook.

Our four children fortunately didn’t have to depend on cereal for their sustenance. Growing up in the Citron home, though, my kids still saw me eat cereal a couple of times a day—breakfast and then my nighttime snack. By then our pantry was filled with multiple boxes of cereal, the choices now so broad and wonderful. Who could resist such new additions as Cracklin’ Oat Bran, Reese’s Puffs or Raisin Bran Crunch? Truly the golden age of cereals.

Today, I continue to treasure my trips to the cereal aisle at Safeway, the choices at once overwhelming and beguiling. Oh, I eat plenty of vegetables, and the buckets of added sugar I have consumed over my life seem to have had little effect on me. But I’m still in love with the food product that got me here and I don’t plan on stopping. And soon I’ll be sharing the gifts from Kellogg’s with my grandchildren, perhaps—if need be— behind their parents’ backs.

Cereal? Well, it’s still the breakfast (and dinner or snack!) of champions.

Family Food: Sun of Wolf

There’s a quote that sometimes gets passed around the Sol and López families—the multi-generational restaurateur relatives who for decades have produced some of the most beloved Mexican cuisine on the lower Peninsula. It’s an adage for how they prepare their meals, either in the kitchens of their various restaurants or when the families come together:

“If you set a beautiful table, friends will gather.”

Sisters Alexa and Paulina Sol, along with their cousin Viari López (who shares such strong kinship that he’s more like their brother), inherited this wisdom from their parents and grandparents and baked its ethos into their vibrant and winsome restaurant Sun of Wolf in Palo Alto.

The trio envisioned the restaurant with “conviver,” Spanish for “living together” or “to be on familiar terms,” in mind. The sleek and slender space encourages close-quarters dining, casting an ambiance of togetherness, where individuals may feel as though they’re all seated together at one big table.

This blurs the line between patrons and the Sol and López families, similar to how the menu softens the distinction between their Old World Mexican roots and their adoration of modern Bay Area flavors. So much of the menu is at the border between these two worlds—slow-braised carnitas in Modelo Negra alongside a poblano pepper lasagna next to a double cheeseburger—and Sun of Wolf is a celebration of such fusion.

A Rudyard Kipling quotation gracing the menu (“For the strength of the pack is the wolf, and the strength of the wolf is the pack.”) articulates the restaurant’s spirit whereas Alexa, Paulina and Viari are the sentiment’s physical embodiment. They each have their role—Alexa is the vision, Paulina is the kitchen and Viari is the bar—and they’ve acquired a staff that reflects a culture of family. The Sol sisters’ younger sibling, Camila, is also on staff and in the kitchen, Chef Coco has recruited his own share of relatives.

“When I think about our family, it’s rare to have all of us living in the Bay Area. The business is a strengthening factor,” Alexa says. “One question we had going into this was how are we going to create a culture? What’s nice is that half of our employees here are family, so the culture was already created.”

Opened in June 2018 on California Avenue, Sun of Wolf is the descendent of a legacy of local restaurateurs that began in 1977 when the cousins’ grandparents, Arturo and Rosalina Garcia, opened La Fiesta Restaurant in Mountain View. The popular local eatery specializes in traditional Mexican dishes sourced from the family’s roots in Puebla, Mexico. Recipes for soups, stews, chicken guajillo and enchiladas can be traced up the family lineage.

The Garcias opened two more spots in Mountain View, Fiesta del Mar and Fiesta del Mar Too, and then the next generation stepped in. Hector Sol, and his wife Helena, their daughter and Alexa and Paulina’s mother, established Vive Sol in Mountain View, Quinto Sol in Redwood City and Palo Alto Sol. Essentially raised in these restaurants, Alexa, Paulina and Viari grew up watching their family’s recipes feed a community. They recall witnessing full cycles—customers coming in on first dates leading to marriages and eventually requests for high chairs.

In many ways they felt destined to one day run their own restaurant; Paulina and Alexa daydreamed about the idea as children and Viari recalls his uncle Hector telling him once at a baseball game that he could see the business in him too. The trio ventured in different directions during their 20s. Paulina graduated from Le Cordon Bleu, Alexa traveled the world and several seas and Viari was considering buying a home in Portland when he received a call from his uncle about the space adjacent to Palo Alto Sol opening up. The three united and began plotting their own restaurant with a familiar support system already intact.

“I can go to Paulina with any issue,” Alexa says of her sister.

“Viari is the most reliable person ever,” Paulina adds. “All of his friends feel the same; if you call him, he will answer the phone. He’s definitely the most loyal. And Alexa is the big sister, big cousin. A power center for a lot of us.”

“I feel like if I don’t know the answer, and Paulina doesn’t know it, Alexa will know it,” Viari contributes to the cousin fan fest. “And if she doesn’t, she can sell you on it.” The three break out in laughter before Paulina sums it all up.

“At the nucleus is love,” she says. “We learned that from our grandparents.”

The three grew up with yearly visits to their family in Mexico where they watched food getting made from scratch and family chickens going through the full farm-to-table process. They designed the meals at Sun of Wolf in this image.

The Mesa Tortillas use fresh black corn with huitlacoche for a richness and earthy flavor and the Maja Lasagna is made with a recipe passed down from Alexa and Paulina’s mother. The plates are perfect for sharing and each dish uses a unique, often unexpected element, leading one to ponder whether it’s the homemade guajillo oil in the Hamachi Tostadas that delivers the curiously spicy afterglow following each bite of the pescado crudo.

The empanadas and beet tartare, like Paulina, are vegan and the dishes have delightfully surprised some customers. “My favorite compliment is when people say, ‘If this is what vegan food is like, I could be vegan,’” Paulina says joyfully.

The bar opens at 4:30PM, an hour before the kitchen, and that’s when Viari is sometimes amending and experimenting with his house cocktail recipes. The Como La Flor, named after the song by Selena, uses Frida Kahlo blanco tequila with hibiscus and elderflower that’s topped with an egg white cover, similar to a Pisco sour. The Ryan Alexander is his spin on an Old Fashioned that uses the digestif Amaro with light citrus flavoring. The drink is named after a very close family friend who passed away a few years ago. “Whenever someone says, ‘I’ll have the Ryan Alexander,’ I get to think about him,” Paulina says.

Reflected in the decorative niches resembling Día de los Muertos altars that adorn an entire side of the restaurant, Sun of Wolf is a commemoration of family and community, both living and deceased. One niche holds a large, ornate flask wrapped in leather in honor of their landlord’s wife who passed away and the trio are open to including mementos from customers of their own lost loved ones.

On the other side of the wall of niches sits Palo Alto Sol; having family nearby proved to be invaluable when Sun of Wolf first started up last summer. The trio found themselves hopping next door for items such as napkins, cabbage and a high chair. “One time I felt so bad,” Alexa recalls. “I needed to steal one of their tables.”

Depending on family is a common theme here. When Alexa and Paulina’s parents opened Palo Alto Sol, they looked to their parents’ kitchen at La Fiesta for help outsourcing some of the foods. For generations, the Sol and López families have fed the Peninsula through the strength of their kinship and the power of a family recipe.

“We had a moment with our mom at Vive Sol in Mountain View,” Alexa says, reflecting back. “Some people from Stanford bought out the patio and threw a gathering with people coming in from all over. My mom turned to me and said, ‘I don’t think when my great-great grandmother thought of those recipes, she’d ever think it would one day feed people from all around the world.’ It started off as recipes for hosting a wedding or birthday and now here in the Bay Area, it’s people’s favorite food. It’s crazy what your intention can become when you create from the heart.”

dine with the pack

Sun of Wolf

406 California Ave

Palo Alto

650.325.8888

sunofwolfpa.com

The Big Secrets

Last winter, my oldest son Josh and his lovely wife Adara were eager to meet up with us as they wanted to share some news. They came over to our home, and after some small talk and drinks, they said that they wanted to tell us something important but that it would have to be a complete secret. I anticipated their announcement, but it was nonetheless exciting to have them ready to share the news.

“We are pretty thrilled about this since we’re gonna be first now,” said Josh, referring to the unspoken competition to see who would have the first grandchild, since he and his two older siblings all got married within a year of each other. “So we’re happy to tell you that Adara is pregnant!”

He and Adara went on to tell us all about the pregnancy, how she was feeling and her expected due date, which was right around Thanksgiving. We all hugged and laughed with joy as they excitedly shared all the details. But they rightly swore us to secrecy. We were the first to know, and they didn’t want anyone else to find out until they were well along in the process. Of course, I was happy for them and the idea of a new baby coming along filled me with cheerfulness for the future.

Two weeks later, I returned from a week-long trip overseas visiting my youngest child Coby. The journey back, an arduous 16 hours, left me disheveled and tired as I finally walked in my door around 10PM. There waiting for me was my younger daughter, Tali. I was surprised to see her given the late hour, and since she and her husband Sam live about 10 minutes away, it was unusual for her to be around at this time of night.

But I’m always happy to see my kids and I gave her a big hug and kiss. Moments later, the front door swung open and Sam walked in with, like always, a big smile on his face.

“Sam’s company is having an event and they want pictures of everyone’s families and today is the last day that we can take the shot,” Tali explained to us. Rather exhausted, I thought to just get it over with so that I could take a shower and get into my waiting bed.

Tali fussed around a bit getting us framed correctly on her phone and setting up the timer apparatus. She pushed the button and then ran over to join us, and we all put our arms around each other and smiled for the shot.

Tali said, “Okay. After me: One, two, three, Tali’s pregnant!”

It took me a few moments, especially in my groggy state, to understand what I had just said. Indeed what we had all just said. And then I got it.

“Really?” I asked with a thrill in my voice. We all hugged and then sat down together.

“You can’t tell anyone,” my daughter sternly said. She then shared all the details, explaining that the due date was right around, uhm, Thanksgiving. As the third child of four—and tired of always being lumped in together with her siblings—she was excited, she said, to finally be first at something.

For many weeks, including many family gatherings, I had to stay silent, even as I started to see slight changes in my daughter and daughter-in-law’s bodies, both of them choosing to continue to wait before sharing the news. Both expecting at the same time. Both believing that they were going to be first. I could only chuckle to myself.

During our Seder feast, one of the commandments is to drink four glasses of wine. We had a big group this past year and on the table were both wine and grape juice. By the end of the night, when it became clear to all that Tali and Adara were carefully avoiding the wine and only having grape juice, the jig, as they say, was up. Once all the friends were gone—and it was just family members—out came the news that both couples had babies on the way with the same due dates. I laughed and laughed as I told them that I knew about the dueling secrets.

Ultimately there was no drama, as Josh and Adara had a boy, Evan (meaning “stone”) Joseph, almost a month prematurely. Tali and Sam’s daughter, Liav (my father) Brea, was born a few weeks later. I was kind of hoping that Tali would be first since I knew it meant more to her, but of course the old Yiddish proverb that says, “We plan, God laughs,” held as true as ever.

Moving Beyond Tradition

They can be antique or modern. Traditional, transitional or tribal. They can make the room. Or just provide a soft backdrop. They are works of art, crafted with almost incomprehensible precision and detail. And we walk all over them.

Bruce Good learned about rugs from the bottom up. As a teen living on his own in Berkeley, he worked at a friend’s family business, sweeping floors, rolling up rugs, making deliveries, flipping and moving stacks—the likes of 20,000 pounds in a day. If there’s a rug bug, Bruce caught it. He opened his own East Bay store in 1992, continuing on a trajectory that eventually led him to the Peninsula. In 2008, he became owner of The Oriental Carpet in Menlo Park.

Stephen Miller traces his passion for rugs to a trek through Europe and North Africa—where he became fascinated by early tribal cultures and hand-woven designs. He opened his first store in Santa Fe, New Mexico, in the ‘70s, eventually moving to Menlo Park, where he opened the Stephen Miller Gallery in 1991.

With nearly 80 years between them in the rug business, Bruce and Stephen have tracked every trend and design wave washing over the Peninsula—making it interesting to look back (or actually down) at what’s under our feet.

bruce good

What have been some of the major changes since you started your career?

When I first started in the early ‘80s, it was only Iranian. That’s all people were buying because that’s what was readily available. The look was traditional—reds and blues, formal, floral. Iran had the mentality, ‘We make the best rugs, we have the best quality, if you don’t like it, don’t buy it.’ So they made their sizes, their colors, their designs. The problem is that the dark, heavy colors weren’t working so well in the U.S. anymore. When the embargo went into effect against Iran in 1987, importers like myself had to find other places to go. That’s the main reason people started going to India, China and Pakistan, and they were more willing to work with us on sizes, colors and designs. Nepal also came on board, and they were willing to go Western too.

What exactly goes into making a hand-knotted rug?

Everything we import is done by hand from start to finish, so everything is made on a loom. Depending on the country, it could be an aluminum loom or a wooden loom. There’s a warp, the vertical part, and then there’s the weft, the horizontal part. At the intersection of the warp and weft is where they actually tie the knot. The rugs are made vertically, and there’s a person who sits every two feet, so if a rug is 8’ x 10’ for example, there would be four people making the rug. They do it all from memory or from a cartoon. They tie the knots. They pull the threads down to make them tight. They tie the knots. And they clip as they’re going along. When the rug is done, they shear it, wash it, rinse it and then package it up. They are all hand-tied knots, and that’s why they last forever.

How would you describe the current trends in rug design?

People are getting rid of rugs that are super traditional reds and blues, what I call the grandma rugs. Modern is popular—contemporary, light colors. People are going with blues, grays, silver; everybody wants their house to be fresh and light and bright. I like contemporary because there are only one, two or three colors in the rug. They’re easy to drop in or swap from room to room. The same way a fresh coat of paint can make a room look really nice so can contemporary rugs.

How would you characterize Peninsula rug shoppers?

They want to be educated. People here want to know, ‘What’s it like in India? Tell me where this rug was made.’ And I can tell them because I’ve been there, ‘This is a good facility. I know this family, they’re one of the oldest in India.’ They want to know about Nepal. They want to know, is it a family industry? Do the women work? They want to know the ins and outs. What did it take to make this rug?

stephen miller

How would you describe the overarching trends in rug design?

A lot of my early career was at a time when there weren’t very many interesting new rugs being made, so what drew me more aesthetically were antique carpets. But then our interests culturally have gone away from what was antique, and modernism has taken over, and so now there’s much more thought and interesting things being done in contemporary rugs, and they’re actually coming up with new concepts. And what’s interesting to see is how the old influences the new—how designs get deconstructed and colors get reinterpreted. The number of options that are available to a rug buyer today is staggering.

What have been the major design shifts on the Peninsula?

When I first came here, there was a very different look. It was much more Laura Ashley, folksy, homey. And then for a long time, a Tuscan sort of aesthetic was very strong with softer, mellow colors. Now I’ve noticed a distinct shift towards modernism and minimalism. There was a phase of nothing but beige and then there was a phase of nothing but gray and now we’re getting beige with some gray. And then we’ve got some color too, some lavender, some rose pinks and even some starker, sharper colors. On certain levels, tribal rugs with saturated colors are timeless, and a soft palate with delicate shades is also timeless.

How do you view rugs in the design process?

There’s a visual hierarchy that starts with the rug because we walk into the room looking at the floor about six feet in front of us-—otherwise, we’d trip. And so the first thing we see when we walk into any room is the floor. We see the colors on the floor. So that is going to build the room’s color palette. I think the ideal thing is to take time to go into rug stores or to look at rugs, to look through publications, just to open your eyes up before you say, ‘Okay, honey, we’re going to go buy a rug today.’ Look at what appeals to you in terms of the palette.

What do we need to understand about the artistry of a hand-knotted rug?

The amount of work that goes into it is just phenomenal. Typically a 9’ x 12’ carpet, a hand-knotted rug, will take between three and four months to eight months or a year to make, and that’s just the weaving time. There’s the development of the design, and then the rug has to be woven according to a graph which is scaled, knot per knot, and in reality that may mean anywhere from 60 to 80 knots per square inch up to 150 to 250 knots per square inch. We have rugs that are 150 knots per square inch in a 9’ x 12’, so that’s millions and millions of knots. There isn’t anything that you can buy that has a higher degree of human effort and labor in it than a hand-knotted carpet.

Clutter-free Craze

Amanda Kuzak was that kid. You know the one—the friend who inspired that dreaded query from your parents: “Why can’t your room look like hers?” Amanda says she was born with the drive to organize and recognized opportunity from the start. “My older brother and sister would pay me part of their allowance to clean and organize their rooms,” she recalls. “I wanted to be fair so I didn’t take all of their money.”

As the owner of Kuzak’s Closet, a full-service professional organizing company with 12 full-time employees based in Los Altos, Amanda didn’t start out with the goal of being a professional organizer. Growing up in Michigan, she attempted law school before acknowledging that it just wasn’t the right fit. Meanwhile, she started organizing for her friends and then her “friends’ friends,” and in 2004, she began getting paid for her efforts.

Initially, Amanda found herself purging collections of designer handbags and shoes and selling them on eBay. “We had this big linen closet in our condo and I would put all this stuff I was selling in there—from 40 pairs of designer jeans to Christopher Radko ornaments,” she says. “That’s why the business is called Kuzak’s Closet. My friends could come over and say, ‘Oooh, what’s in Kuzak’s closet this week?’”

When Amanda moved to the Peninsula in 2009, she launched Kuzak’s Closet, along with a daily blog with organizing tips, and quickly adapted to the fast-paced local culture: “For our residential organizing services, our clients are busy families—it’s often Mom or Dad saying, ‘I can’t take it anymore.’ At the end of a busy day, they’ve picked up their house, they’ve picked up their kitchen and there’s just too much stuff. That’s when they reach out. We just have an overwhelming amount of access to stuff here.”

Call it a first-world problem, but having too much (or even just the wrong) stuff can take a big toll. For example, if you’ve gained some weight and haven’t cleared out outdated sizes, Amanda calls it “a slap in the face every time you look in your closet.” And when you open your garage door to go into your house and it’s overflowing with clutter? You mentally chastise yourself. “Ugh! I really should deal with that!” is how Amanda describes the reaction. “Looking at it is really fatiguing and you don’t even realize it.”

The urge to reduce clutter can strike anytime, but spring cleaning fervor has ratcheted up a notch with what’s being called the “Marie Kondo craze.” Kondo’s book, The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up, inspired a cleanout frenzy when it was released in 2014. And with the January launch of her popular Netflix series “Tidying Up with Marie Kondo,” the desire to eliminate excess is soaring to new heights. “Her philosophies are the same philosophies that I’ve operated with for 15 years. Any professional organizer would say the same thing,” Amanda observes. “That’s just our process. You always pull it all out, sort it and then you purge—and then you plan and you put it away. There are so many organizing books that no one reads that are fantastic, so it’s nice to have it taken seriously.”

In addition to organizing, Kuzak’s Closet also offers relocation, estate sales and liquidation services, so Amanda finds herself managing three to four projects on any given day. And while she’ll deploy a team to get the job done, she says applying discipline and focus can get you satisfying results on your own. “You have to be strategic about where you start and then just stick to that zone,” she advises. “If you come across something that belongs in another room, just create a pile of action items. Don’t go to the other room and try to put it away because then you’ll just go down a different rabbit hole.”

While Marie Kondo uses the language of only keeping things that “spark joy,” Amanda frames that same concept in Peninsula real estate terms. “I always tell people the square footage of your home is worth at least $1,400 a foot, depending on where you live. ‘Is that item worth $1,400 dollars a square foot?’” she’ll ask her clients. “People need to understand the value it will provide when it’s gone and that it’s okay to pass things on.”

Visit kuzakscloset.com for more organizing tips and to follow Amanda’s blog.

amanda’s spring cleaning tips:

• Identify the zone you want to work on

• Methodically work through the space clockwise or counterclockwise

• Bag up stuff you don’t want

• Close the deal: process recycling, donations and trash right away

Cutting-edge Kitchens

Although she always felt a calling for design, Celeste Randolph found herself being steered in a different direction. Cautioned by her parents that design wasn’t a practical choice, she became a court reporter instead. However, Celeste’s love of design never wavered. “I always had a copy of Southern Accents or Architectural Digest tucked in my drawer so when the judge and the lawyers would go to the bench, I could peek at the latest design trends,” she says.

Originally from Livermore, Celeste moved to Los Altos in 1995, and in 2005, she connected with Heidi Menard from Palo Alto’s Ambiance Interiors and seized the chance to finally pursue her dream career. “Heidi took me under her wing and she taught me so much over eight years,” Celeste says. As demand for her services grew, Celeste realized that it made sense to open her own business. She launched Celeste Randolph Designs in 2015, specializing in both interior design and decor. From accessorizing with pillows to implementing full construction design, Celeste now works with a team of eight, taking on “rebuild, remodel or refresh” projects from San Carlos to Los Gatos.

Whether it’s designing spaces for living, dining or sleeping, Celeste does it all, but she says the true heart of the home is the kitchen. “The family definitely lives in the kitchen and we want to entertain in our kitchens as well. That’s where all the activity takes place. It’s where we find out about our children’s days or what happened at work and it is probably the most popular room in the house,” Celeste notes.

That wasn’t always the case. When Celeste gets called in to consult on older Peninsula homes, she frequently encounters “galley” kitchens. Designed to be functional, like a galley on a ship, these isolated spaces had one sole purpose: preparing food. That shifted in the 1990s, and now when Celeste encounters a galley kitchen, “the first thing we do is try to open it up to family rooms.” With so much focus being given to this hub of the home, we asked Celeste to summarize what’s heating up in the kitchen.

COLOR: Whites and grays are still the craze but saturated colors like teal blue, navy or aubergine are making a splash on islands, barstools and accessories. Celeste thinks we’ll see more kitchens with saturated jewel-tone painted cabinets in the future. “People are getting bolder. We’ve seen a lot of white and we want something different,” Celeste says. “But you have to marry a balance of saturated color with light.”

COUNTERTOPS: While marble is always a classic choice, its popularity makes it more expensive and harder to come by. That’s why quartz and Neolith are quickly gaining traction. “Neolith is a sintered surface made with a combination of natural minerals using heat and pressure as binding agents and it looks so real and beautiful,” Celeste says. “It’s also a family-friendly product. It’s very durable, so you don’t have to babysit it.” According to Celeste, six out of eight recent projects chose Neolith and price was a definite factor: “Instead of $8,000 for a slab of Calcutta, you can get Neolith for $1,700.” For clients who prefer natural stone, trends are honing, leathering or texturing the granite.

FURNITURE STYLE: “We try to take any opportunity we can in a kitchen to give it a furniture-like presence,” Celeste says. Appliances are integrated and paneled, which creates a visually seamless look. The other advantage of paneling? You don’t have the constant fingerprint cleanup you get with stainless steel. (Although stainless is still the go-to choice for ultra-modern style.) Other tips: Bring cabinetry down to the counter in some places and accent with antique mirror and glass insets. Celeste also likes to play with toe kicks, the space between the base cabinet and the floor, bumping up to five inches and even adding leg detail to make cabinets look like furniture.

LIGHT AND LIGHTING: Kitchens are going big when it comes to light fixtures. By selecting the right chandelier, Celeste creates an eye-popping statement to ground the space and add a little glamour. She also recommends introducing as much natural light as possible: windows, French doors and skylights. “We love skylights in our kitchens,” Celeste acknowledges, “but how do you illuminate that at night?” That’s where a little ingenuity comes in—cabling through skylights to hang smaller pendants.

ISLANDS: Islands are a gathering place and a workspace too. And with everyone trying to get rid of counter clutter, they conveniently house microwave ovens, wine and beverage refrigerators and ice makers. “Islands are perfect for concealed storage space, especially for tucking away appliances,” Celeste says. And whether it’s two stools or four, bypass the backs “so you can tuck them in” if you need more space. Waterfall the counters to boost durability and give the island a more interesting look. And if you want a splash of color, this is a good place for it—consider navy blue, gray or a dark stain wood—steering clear of white will also reduce the nicks.

OTHER TOP TRENDS: When it comes to hardware, Celeste points to big and bulky cabinet pulls. She likes clean, European sleek lines on kitchen faucets and simpler, squared-off range hoods. And while white apron–front sinks are seeing a popularity surge, durable stainless steel is always timeless. For under the feet, Celeste is a big fan of wood flooring. “What we’re loving is 7” European white oak plank with an oil finish because it’s easy maintenance and gives you that farm-like look,” Celeste says, and she suggests topping it off with a hand-knotted antique runner. For enduring style, Celeste recommends transitional design: “I like fresh and new, so what we do is take the classic and modify it to reflect the client’s personality. And I’m always looking for ways to clean the lines a bit.”

refresh

Goal: Update kitchen with brown granite counters, tired wooden cabinets and a heavy Tuscan hood.

Design Choices: Painted cabinetry white and island navy. Selected herringbone marble backsplash and white quartzite counters. Installed new faucet and bold hardware. Replaced hood with cleaner, wooden design. This kitchen looks like a new kitchen for a fraction of the cost.

rebuild

Goal: White kitchen with a modern feel.

Design Choices: For a contemporary look, used espresso rift-cut oak floating shelves to match the island finish, mid-century-looking marble backsplash and waterfalled the Neolith counters on one side of the island. Note the cool light fixture hanging from the tall ceiling.

remodel

Goal: Client wanted traditional and loves anything French.

Design Choices: Used Neolith that looks like marble for island, added a pair of crystal chandeliers as well as more traditional hardware in brass. Shaker cabinets with an extra bead detail also add to traditional look. Large windows over the sink bring in natural light.

remodel (assisted by Ginger Case)

Goal: Update and open up original galley kitchen with beige cabinetry.

Design Choices: Removed wall to connect kitchen with family and dining spaces. To set a natural and organic tone, used rift-cut horizontal oak wood for cabinets, natural stone strip cladding for backsplash and sleek hardware. Designed cabinetry to conceal all appliances and keep counters clear. Kept windows from original plan and added skylights.

rebuild (assisted by Ginger Case)

Goal: Create a contemporary feeling utilizing as much storage as possible for the space.

Design Choices: Selected textured quartzite (Grigio Quartzite Flannel) for the island and chunky appliance handles for the hardware. Hung pendant lights from a cable inside the skylight to address lighting challenges. Squared-off range hood creates sleeker look.

remodel (assisted by Ginger Case)

Goal: White kitchen with a Santa Barbara feeling.

Design Choices: For backsplash, we used hand-thrown glazed subway tile for a timeless look. For lighting over the island, we installed a heavy iron chandelier that used to hang outside the original home, which ties in with other light fixtures. Woven bar stools add texture to the white kitchen.

The Beat On Your Eats

Bayroot Lebanese Restaurant

Burlingame

Eastern Mediterranean cuisine is in no short supply on the Peninsula, yet a new restaurant in Burlingame differentiates from the bounty of choices by putting an emphasis on the smaller ingredients that make Lebanese food unique. The playfully titled Bayroot Lebanese Restaurant challenges your tongue to taste the subtle variances. Bayroot, which opened in December, is the first restaurant from Gretta Gerges, who also owns Broadway Tobacconists in Redwood City. She promises homestyle Lebanese cuisine with homemade breads and sauces. Popular entrées include spicy Bamieh made with sautéed okra, tomatoes, cilantro, garlic and lamb shank and smoked eggplant baba ghanouge.

1130 Broadway, Burlingame. Open Monday through Saturday, 11:30AM to 3PM and 5PM to 12AM; Sundays from 5PM to 12AM.

Boba Guys

Palo Alto + San Carlos

Boba Guys specializes in a Taiwanese tea-based drink that typically combines milk, sugar and chewy tapioca balls to create a sweetened refreshment. One of the first items on the menu (and a very popular drink for foodies to post on social media) is the Strawberry Matcha Latte that uses all-natural strawberry purée, a choice of milk and is topped with a shot of matcha. The milky-white stores keep the mood minimalistic, beyond a Star Trek reference (“Drink Well and Prosper” one image reads) and their anomalous logo of an aardvark, a whimsical animal that has a built-in straw.

855 El Camino Real, Palo Alto. Open Monday through Friday, 10AM to 8PM; Saturday 10AM to 9PM; Sunday 11AM to 6PM I 872 Laurel Street, San Carlos. Open Monday through Thursday 9AM to 8PM; Friday 9AM to 9PM; Saturday 12PM to 9PM; Sunday 12PM to 6PM.

Bottleshop

Redwood City

Redwood City’s newest wine bar and club, BottleShop, shines with a straightforward appeal. There’s little to distract from its 35-bottle selection for glasses of red, white and sparkling wines (with an emphasis on champagne and Californian wines), snacks like charcuterie, cheese and focaccia to complement the fruity profiles and a palpable ambiance for jazz. Either with Miles Davis on the speakers or when performed live by the local Wiatt Grant Quartet, jazz and music are as important to BottleShop as the corkscrew for owner Zu Tarazi. The longtime Redwood City resident cut his teeth at Cafe Borrone in Menlo Park before he and his wife Kristi Borrone opened Station 1 Restaurant in Woodside.

2627 Broadway, Redwood City. Open Monday through Sunday, 3PM to 10PM.

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