August 4, 2002
Having dined recently at Zucca, I must take exception with S. Irene Virbila's review ("Changing His Tune," Restaurants, July 7). Our table had several appetizers and entrees, and other than a lamb shank that felt a little tired, the food was both creative and beautifully executed. My principal complaint with the review is that Virbila seemed to dislike the restaurant mostly because it wasn't what she thought it would be. It would be more helpful to readers if she would review the restaurant she went to rather than the restaurant she envisioned.
April 23, 2000
I read with pleasure "Your Palace for the Night" (March 26), Don Whitehead's account of his family's stay at England's Hampton Court Palace. In November, my husband and I also stayed at the Fish Court apartment there. Our time there was one of the most incredible experiences of our lives. I was surprised that Whitehead did not mention the Hampton Court Palace staff, who went out of their way to make us feel welcome. Every security guard, guide or administrator whom we encountered (even while wandering through the deserted palace courtyards at 1 a.m.)
CALIFORNIA | LOCAL
December 29, 1985
Thank you for the article called "Scouts to Save Skateboard Park" (Oct. 27). I, and many other children, used to go there almost every weekend. One day, the park closed, and no one knew why. Most of us knew after a while it was because of insurance, but we didn't know what anyone was doing about it. People of all ages go to the park, but it is mainly for kids. The people were friendly and the park was a nice place to be. It was helpful to know what is going to take place. The skateboard park is the only one in San Diego County, and I think it is great that the Boy Scouts are lending a helping hand.
March 1, 1987
We returned last month from a driving trip in Portugal and Madeira. Following three nights in Lisbon we visited the small towns of Sesimbra, Setubal, Obidos and Nazare, then flew to Madeira to drive and explore, our favorite way of traveling. Last July a letter appeared in your column recommending a map and bookstore in Los Angeles. We took the writer's advice and visited the store before the trip, probably one of the smartest things we've done. Even with jet lag we were able to easily find our hotel in Lisbon, and had no trouble finding the small fishing villages, lovely experiences made even more so by being well-prepared.
December 4, 1988
I read Jerry Hulse's charming article on the Governor's Inn in Ludlow, Vt. (Nov. 1, 1987), and have wanted to visit this special place ever since. It finally happened. It was every bit as wonderful as Hulse said it would be. The food was outstanding. Living in Southern California, we are used to a variety of excellent restaurants, but the meals cooked by the Marbles were the best we've ever eaten. Deedy and Charlie Marble and their daughter, Jennifer, and their assistant, Joan, made us feel welcome and were all helpful.
CALIFORNIA | LOCAL
June 21, 1985
Not only are there obvious economic repercussions of our litigiousness, but there are social and ethical ramifications as well. Somehow, now, our own clumsiness, misjudgment and ineptness no longer comes into play. We are helpless lambs not expected to foresee that slamming on our car brakes may induce a rear-end accident or diving into 3 feet of water may cause spinal injuries. Do we wish to perpetuate this type of thinking or can we admit that very often it is our own stupidity that causes our injuries, and that the "at-fault" party is not necessarily the one with insurance?
October 28, 1994
I have intended to write many times to commend the fine work of Rose Apodaca Jones. Her recent article, "Identity Crisis" (Sept. 30, 1994), however, has propelled me to action rather than just thought. In my work as a therapist, I see teen-agers daily and find it helpful to understand their "world" in order to guide them forward into adulthood. Rose Apodaca Jones helps me do this. Her grasp of the cultural and social scene of the teens and 20s living among us is broad enough and deep enough to make it understandable to many of us who are way beyond those years and not familiar with their culture.
January 28, 1996
Through the years, my wife and I had heard that people in Paris are unfriendly, particularly to American tourists, and refuse to speak English. So it was with some trepidation that we took our first trip to Paris in November. We boned up on our rusty college French and were prepared for the worst. When we arrived at the hotel, however, the desk clerk spoke beautiful English. At lunch at a nearby working-class restaurant the waiter's amiability and helpfulness overcame any language difficulties, especially when he supplied us with a menu in English.