Is there any doubt the best thing about Sacramento is that which is also the most dangerous? I write, of course, about the rivers, so high at New Year’s that we watched the levees anxiously, images of New Orleans fresh in our minds. So beautiful now, flowing through river parkways still green with the rains … Continue reading “Run river”
Scene: Hoppy’s in East Sac. Two guys, watching the ballgame, discussing the tip. “I just do what my mom always said, and double the sale tax,” says Guy No. 1. Guy No. 2 nods, and Guy No. 1 adds, “Then, I adjust the amount upward according on the rackage on the waitress.” At the table … Continue reading “I knew it!”
I caught some of Good Day Sacramento this morning. It’s a train wreck. Not sure if that is the intent, but it’s sort of slapped together with little to no production value as if they are literally making this stuff up as they go. For example, Nick threw it to UPN 31’s “tech” guru (I … Continue reading “DIY Morning Shows”
In the last few months I’ve made a few trips downtown to some of our city’s newest eateries. Amongst the hullabaloo and fanfare, some interesting places have emerged to tickle our palette. (Yeah, I know it’s a mixed metaphor. So what? It’s called poetic license. Get off your high horse, jerkwad!) One of the newest … Continue reading “Park It! (Mah Jong’s, Spataro’s & Mason’s)”
One of the first things I learned when moving into my house in ’97 was that my phone number confused a lot of people — namely, people trying to call the auto parts store and drug treatment clinic/halfway house, both of which are one digit off of my number and yield no fewer than three … Continue reading “Sorry, wrong number”
Got together with some pals for post-work drinks at Bandera. While it had been about a year since I had last clinked glasses there, it seemed pretty much the same. The big rectangular bar is ideal for people watching. Or flirting. Not so great for finding a seat when it’s crowded, but that makes customer … Continue reading “How do you pick your favorite watering hole?”
Perhaps, long ago, in a land far away, there was a time and place where you could drive a block and not see a sushi restaurant. What a cold, barren, ludicrous place that must have been. I knew that sushi had completely taken over when I saw them popping up in Fresno. Once you’ve penetrated … Continue reading “Local Bites: Sushi Dominates the Landscape”
I know I’m not the only heterosexual male–even on the Sac Rag staff–who would tell you that “America’s Next Top Model” is one of the most fun reality game shows ever. But if you’re not watching, now you have another reason, that’s right, The Local Angle. Her name is Sara from Davis, as in Davis, … Continue reading “This year’s model”
Sure, Sunday’s football game had its share of missed calls and blown plays, but none of that really matters in the long run. What really matters is that Sacramento was subjected to quite possibly the worst commercial in the history of local commercials. Chuck Peterson over at Folsom Lake Ford should really be ashamed of … Continue reading “Super Bowl Wrap-Up”
H. Salt Esq. is a venerable eyesore in what is otherwise a neighborhood of eyesores. Wedged between an alley and a motel that undoubtedly rents by the hour on 16th between E & F, this venerable chip shop dishes out the goods to diverse clientele. Now, I’m not sure if that precise location counts as … Continue reading “The Further Adventures of Fish and Chip”
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