CALIFORNIA | LOCAL
February 22, 1985 |
Candidates for the West Valley school board seat repeatedly called for smaller classes Thursday night at the first joint gathering of the campaign, a forum at Stagg Street Elementary School in Van Nuys. Elizabeth Ginsburg, a candidate who is a history and government teacher at Chatsworth High School, said crowded classrooms had created a "sardine syndrome" in the district.
October 9, 1997 |
Thursday evening is Live Bait's weekly "college night" promotion. The slogan posted on the huge neon sign outside of this wild, surf-shack-themed club is "where you're guaranteed to catch your limit." Manager Mike Zorn says things have slowed on Thursdays since summer ended. That's hard to believe. The capacity is 650, and there must be around 600 here tonight, meaning there is barely room to hold a glass of beer. Don't forget that I.D.--without it you won't get in, much less get a beer.
CALIFORNIA | LOCAL
June 21, 1998 |
The Lechugas of Whittier bounded through the doors of the new Aquarium of the Pacific in Long Beach like thousands of other visitors Saturday. The big tank of predator fish at the back of the foyer caught their attention right away, and the three older girls, Lexi, Kristen and Carisa, rushed right up to it. "I see the long fish with the black tail that's so skinny," said Kristen, the talkative one. "I think they're stingrays." Actually, they were giant sea bass.
May 29, 1999 |
It was a chance encounter out here in the cold surging water, half a century ago. Nature's immutable cycles caught up with some of the most ambitious fishermen of the age. The sardine disappeared. There was disbelief, as you might imagine, even panic. Prayers resounded from the pulpits. The state Legislature legislated. News spread in the newspapers. Experts were summoned to investigate just what had cast this shadow on the California dream. These events have faded in memory now.
September 17, 1995 |
It's 7 a.m. and someone is pummeling my cabin door. Want to go for a run? I recognize the voice of the blonde from Miami. Run, where? We're in the middle of Penobscot Bay off the Maine coast on an 83-foot dolled-up sardine boat. And, while it's roomy enough, it's not the Queen Liz. Sleeping in is now impossible. Might as well see what she's about. After hastily making my ablutions at the tiny sink in my cabin, I scoot up the iron steps to the ship's salon.
CALIFORNIA | LOCAL
July 18, 2005 |
It's early morning, and the clouds still hang over Newport Harbor. But already, it's rush hour in the water at Newport Bait Co. Sea lions exchange barks with Zuke and Kilo, the dogs that protect the bait barge from swooping, hungry gulls. The barge, as it always does during the warm months, bobs in the channel between the rock jetties at the harbor entrance. And as usual, the fishing boats line up, waiting for sardines, anchovies or mackerel. John Cunningham, part-owner of Newport Bait Co.
February 26, 1990 |
Consider the Calmond, a shiny foil packet of calcium-enriched, slivered almonds courtesy of Blue Diamond Growers. Sound good? Well, don't look for it soon at a market near you. It'll never sell in America. And that's just the point. Mixing almonds with dried baby sardines--Calmond's calcium source--is part of an effort by Blue Diamond to create products that suit the Japanese palate for sale in Japan.
February 29, 1996 |
If you're planning on preparing baked pasta with fresh sardines any time soon, you might be well advised to attend actor Vincent Schiavelli's cooking class Saturday at Amestoy House Cooking School in Ojai. Schiavelli, a native of Brooklyn now residing in Los Angeles, will create the fish dish, straight from his grandfather's century-old Italian recipe, to mark the annual Sicilian celebration of the Feast of St. Joseph. "Fresh sardines are rich and oily and really quite wonderful.
January 15, 1998 |
Drago, the Land Beyond Retro: Celestino Drago is opening a Sicilian restaurant in the old Jackson's space on Beverly Boulevard in West Hollywood. He's named it L'Arancino, after those compact deep-fried rice balls filled with meat or cheese eaten on the streets of Palermo; they're called arancini ("oranges") because they're shaped like oranges and can even turn a little orange in frying.
June 28, 1992 |
The blocky work boats have chugged their way up the long Pacific coastline from California, from Washington, Oregon and from all the little ports burrowed along the shoreline of Alaska. They have gathered here at the ready in the wind-tossed North Pacific--a vast armada of 4,000 vessels with names like Determined, Defiant, Steadfast and Resolution. It is morning. The weather is merciful. Aboard the fleet, throats are dry. Anxiety has clamped a pipe wrench down deep in the stomach.