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That Crazy Delta Loop

2010-11-10T10:22:00.000-08:00

I read an article in the Bee one Sunday in October by Rick Kushman about the relaxation that comes over you during a drive through the Delta Loop – an area off westward Hwy 12, several miles from Hwy 99 as it passes through Lodi.

My daughter, Vanessa, was visiting and it was pouring rain. We weren’t up for the mall, so we took the drive down 99, in search of relaxation. It wasn’t the smartest thing to do, joining other crazies on the freeway during a rainstorm, but we were rewarded with a dry spell while we were actually exploring the Loop and a sort of magical, cleansed quality.

The San Joaquin River is amazing through this area; wide and rambling at many points then more narrow and humble at others. Kushman wrote about the places to eat, but we didn’t visit any of those. Instead, we crawled along at 15 and 20 mph, searching for buried treasure in the marinas along the way. We found it.

KORTH'S MARINA

This has to be the funkiest stretch of houseboats and battered old yachts on the West Coast; but they all added flavor to the stew of wonders and possibilities. It’s in me to yearn for oddities and that’s how I felt about the Loop. I spied the crumbling houseboats and wooden trawlers with tarps and buckets, obviously in the midst of repair and thought, “How cool!” What I didn’t see was a fisherman with a line in the river off the back of his boat, much to my surprise.

The area made me think of the Mississippi River – or my perception of it – with its lazy days and ways; Mark Twain revisited.

We did find several RV resorts and since I live in an RV, I was enthralled by those possibilities as well. How would I commute to Sacramento? I had to give up the dream – for now.

I became enthralled with a mountain that rose from the fog encrusted landscape across the river from us. I don’t know what mountain it was, but we nicknamed it “Mystery Mountain.” Or I should say, I named it thus, and my daughter grinned at me and went along.

It’s true, what Kushman said, that a “quirky relaxation” overcomes you. I really didn’t want to leave, but Vanessa had a plane to catch, so we headed home. I plan to go back soon, by myself, and walk along the marinas searching for the perfect old houseboat to settle into.

A woman can dream, can’t she?

60 Years Later at Sequoia

2010-11-10T08:43:00.000-08:00

My folks just celebrated their 60th anniversary and threw themselves a party! After researching the Sacramento area for just the right place, they settled on Sequoia, a restored Victorian house in Placerville, converted into a restaurant. But it’s so much more than a restaurant! (photo at left by Elite Designs)

It’s a favorite for weddings, with an elegant menu and a plethora of nooks and crannies that can serve as bride’s rooms or gathering spots for old friends.

Here’s a photo of the room my parents booked. Included was a hallway area where the appetizers and desserts were laid out in splendor. They were also given one of those nooks – a tiny room with couches and chairs for sitting and chatting. It was a truly lovely setting.

They were treated very well by Tawnia, the catering manager and ended up really happy with the party. A good time was had by all.

I recommend checking out the website – if nothing else for the ghost stories. Unfortunately, I didn’t spot an unearthly presence (darn it), but our waitress had a story or two to tell.

http://www.sequoiaplacerville.com/

Oklahoma! at the Music Circus

2010-08-01T18:08:00.000-07:00

Saturday night, I was treated to a performance of “Oklahoma!” and boy what a treat it was! I’d never seen a live performance, only the old movie version and I’d forgotten everything except the song “Surrey with The Fringe On Top.”

With the exception of a rather long and boring dream dance sequence just before intermission, this was an interpretation that made me realize the musical had aged rather well. Sure, it’s from a time when Westerns were king in the film world and audiences were used to being taken back to an age of antiquated ideas, but basically it’s boys gets girl story with funny lines and great songs.

I’m mean who doesn’t love “Oh, What a Beautiful Morning!”, that ode to the beginning of a glorious day? Or, my personal favorite, “People Will Say We’re in Love”, the words of which are still relevant today, when we struggle to keep our feelings hidden from the prying eyes of an overly curious world.

Ado Annie, played by Heather Ann Rolff, and her hilarious would-be lover, Ali Hakim (Amir Talai), literally stole the show. I found myself anxiously waiting for their reappearances, knowing I’d be chuckling soon thereafter.

Jeremiah James’ Curly was riveting and demanded the attention of the audience as the ardent suitor, with a stubborn streak to match that of his target, Laurey, brought to life by Brandi Burkhardt.

This was also the first time I’d been to the Music Circus and I can recommend it highly. There’s not a bad seat in the house, due to the theatre in the round concept and staging was simple but effective.

Next weekend, the Circus is presenting “Dirty Rotten Scoundrels,” which sounds like a good bet as well. Try the Music Circus, it’s worth the $50 ticket.

A Heavenly Wedding

2010-07-19T18:16:00.000-07:00

On June 26th, my niece married her long-time love at the top of the Heavenly Valley Ski Run in Lake Tahoe. It was truly marvelous.

My daughter and I were treated to a complimentary stay at Harrah’s for two days, so our preparations for the big day started there. Then we made our way to the tram station where 160 people had gathered to be lifted to the wedding. There was a tad bit of trepidation in some of those around us, but we both loved the ride.

At the top, we rode a shuttle to the reception hall, which overlooked the valley below and the snow-covered mountains across the way. On the veranda, a beautiful setting for the exchange of vows had been created with orange and pink festively strewn around in the form of fans on the seats and flowers garlanded across the gazebo. The promises were made amid the silence and majesty of the Sierra Nevadas.

Dinner was wonderful in the lodge and a great time was had by all the generations, as evidenced by the jubiliant dancing that went on for several hours on the deck outside.

The tram ride down the mountain in the dark was a bit of an adventure, followed the next day by a barbeque at Pope Beach that was a total blast. The weather was wonderful on both days.

I highly recommend Heavenly for a majestic wedding and wonderful reception; just in case you’re in the market. But make sure you invite plenty of fun folks and a bride and groom as much in love as my niece and her new husband!

Riding Through The Gold Country - Again

2010-07-13T08:06:00.000-07:00

I am in the midst of completing a novel set in an imaginary town in the heart of the Gold Country. This fictional town is a combination of the many I’ve visited or driven over the past two years. As I’m closing in on the finish of this book, I felt a trip into the hills would be good for the book and great for me, since I love the area so much.

I wasn't disappointed. This Saturday, as I headed down Highway 99, and veered off on Highway 26 pointing my little car eastward, my senses seemed to come alive. I was traveling with my tape recorder at the ready, and took note of everything that struck my fancy.

I had yearned to see a particular spot between two tiny towns, Jenny Lind and Milton, where there are several piles of tailings from mining right alongside the road. Back in the winter, they had looked particularly otherworldly, with the trees stark and gray against the odd groupings of nearly naked rock piles. Now, with the spring having revived the trees and laden them with green, it was still striking but not the moonscape I had remembered. Still, I stopped and captured their lonely stand in time.

I headed towards Valley Springs, where I stopped to stretched my legs and suck up some caffeine. Then it was back out on the road, headed in another direction – towards Murphys.

I truly love this little town, which is probably the most accomplished of the tourist towns in the area. It has managed to maintain much of its old-time feel and history, while in reality it has been transformed to accommodate the wants and needs of its many visitors. The town didn’t seem overrun with them when I finally rolled in, around 2:30 p.m.

My favorite spot is the wonderful little pool that has been created in the creek that runs through town. There are picnics tables and benches to just sit and watch the kids playing in the cold water. Surprisingly, the tiny water spot had just the right amount of children for such a hot day, all playing nicely with each other. It was a scene from another time.

After observing just long enough to wish I’d brought along shorts so I could walk into the stream myself, I headed towards the main thoroughfare, a cobble-stoned Main Street. There are several shops, galleries and boutiques to visit and in between the occasional historic building to take in. You can ride in a buggy, too, through the cobblestone streets painted every so often with giant four-leaf clovers.

The town is strewn with wine tasting rooms from the many wineries surrounding the area. They are quaintly arranged, some offering music, or a restaurant adjacent. Not being much of a drinker anymore, it’s a facet that doesn’t particularly interest me, but would easily fill an afternoon for the serious wine aficionado.

Murphys Grille offered a late lunch on its tiny porch. I had a marvelous mushroom and caramelized onion tart, and a ringside seat to the meanderings of other tourists, who were taking it all in, too.

After lunch I drove through Mokelumne Hill to Jackson and then Pine Grove, to visit my folks. I’ve got it now. All the little nuances that I wanted to touch on came flowing to me on my day trip and I’m back at the computer, weaving them into the fabric of my story. And I came back refreshed and ready to roll into the next week of everyday life.

May a voyage of renewal be in your immediate future!

In the Lap of Luxury

2010-04-12T07:34:00.000-07:00

My daughter came to visit me from Phoenix two weeks ago and we spent four glorious days exploring Sacramento. I got to share so many of my favorite Sacramento things with her: the Davis Farmer’s Market and the arboretum at UCD, the homes surrounding Land Park, the Hoss Academy on Sunrise for dueling facials, the Capitol and JimBoy’s tacos.

We treated ourselves to a night at the Sheraton Grand downtown, in part because as a Sheraton employee in Phoenix she gets great discounts. But I was wholly unprepared for how nice everything was.

We had a great view, incredible cloudlike beds, a great meal at Morgan’s Central Valley Bistro (the atrium restaurant) and probably most importantly, fabulous room service – see the desserts we had delivered, crème brulee and tiramisu.

Since I gave up television a couple of years ago, we watched the first “Dancing with the Stars” of the season in our room and it was a blast.

Sometimes, the very best thing you can do for yourself is let yourself be treated royally. The Sheraton fit the bill.

A Trip Down J Street

2010-02-07T18:36:00.000-08:00

I was headed to a Chinese New Year event this Saturday. The address was 6000 J Street. I started at 1200 J Street. I had no idea I was headed for Sacramento State University.

It was pure luck I didn’t know. Otherwise, I may have taken the quickest route by freeway. Instead I had the very great pleasure of slowly driving the 48 blocks that wind through downtown, midtown and East Sacramento until I finally arrived at the University.

Somewhere along the way, I figured out that I was headed to the college. But by then I was committed to and enjoying the scenic drive, which I would now highly recommend. I was glad for the lack of traffic as I could turn my head to the right and left and take in the wonderful, stately homes and quirky little cafes and shops I passed. If I hadn’t had a destination, I would have stopped for lunch at one of the restaurants. I contemplated getting out and taking pictures of the lovely homes, but there was essentially no parking on J Street. So, I just enjoyed through my windows.

When I arrived at Sac State, I had no idea where the event was being held and I had never visited the campus before. Consequently, I wandered around until I found the Student Union – University Union. The stroll was terrific, because the grounds are covered with old evergreens and lots of places to sit and contemplate, which I thought I’d do on the way back to the parking structure in which I had left Bebe, my little red Yaris. Unfortunately, it was drizzling by then so I’ll just have to return sometime for that pleasure.

At the student union, the Chinese New Year festival was in full swing, but I stayed outside the hall that was dedicated to the event. One peek inside told me I’d be overwhelmed by the claustrophobia that I sometimes experience. I watched families enter and exit, some costumed, others not and ate a little Chinese food. I’m a people-watcher and this was a wonderful opportunity for that pastime.

When I’d had my fill, I headed back the way I’d come, but along the way I was treated to an encounter with an alpaca, named Twinkle, and her companions, two women who seemed to belong to her. Twinkle looked so incredibly sweet. with her smile-like expression, cuddly exterior and dainty feet (okay, they were hooves) that seemed to be prancing. This was definitely the highlight of my trip down J Street – and beyond.

All In A Pea Pod

2010-01-19T06:53:00.000-08:00

A visitation with my parents almost always includes a short road trip to in search of antiques and hidden treasure. This past weekend we took a ride through tiny towns from Jackson to Oakdale, like Minton and on the way back – Escalon.

In Escalon, we happened on a terrific, eclectic shop called The Green Pea on Main Street, straight across from the Main Street Park.

My mom and I spent at least 45 minutes exploring the collection of antiques, new crafty creations and unique pieces of clothing. It was an enjoyable adventure, winding through the old building, set up with vignettes and open floor displays filled with lovely old things blended nicely with the occasional “cupcake” pin cushion or ornate beaded scarf.

The owner, Sandi Vander Dussen, does a terrific job of merchandising. She is the buyer as well and brings an elegant style to the exposed brick and open ceiling.

If you get a chance to visit Escalon, off Hwy 99 by about ten miles, be sure to stop at The Green Pea, at 1802 Main St. You won’t be disappointed. In the meantime, visit her blog at thegreenpeaboutique.blogspot.com.

In Search of Treasure

2009-11-14T15:20:00.000-08:00

I went to visit my folks last weekend, in Pine Grove and we spent Saturday in search of treasure – in other words, looking for garage sales, church bazaars and anything else that might hold unsuspected riches.

So, we hit a “barn sale”, which was really in a former workshop for making headstones, barely held together with weathered old boards, and festooned with rusty chains and pulleys. It was quite a place to look for buried treasure – pun intended.

We took away a couple of items – my cherished piece was a 1980’s embroidered jacket that will become a pillow.

Driving around the hill country, we hit a church bazaar where my Pop picked up a gingerbread cake and I found a bag of ceramic tiles for a mosaic project I’ve wanted to do.

Mom and I both went a bit nuts when her diligence in digging through the PennySaver and figuring out how to get through netted us the “Treasure Trove.” This was technically a garage sale, but really much more the ladies who put together the event, had created little vignettes and packaged recycled items into gift packages that were different and very reasonably priced.

I found several items, including a piece of folk art that now hangs on my RV’s bedroom wall. (You realize the word bedroom is stretching it a bit?)

MY FOLK ART FIND
We spent about four hours traversing the great Gold Country in search of our brand of bullion. I highly recommend this type of activity for relaxation, and even financial reward. You never know when you might stumble about the next great find, that’s been buried beneath the accumulations of others for years. The real fun is in the search anyway!

A Trip Back in Time - Midway Antique Mall

2009-10-31T12:42:00.000-07:00

Last weekend, I visited the Midway Antique Mall at 5130 Madison Avenue for the fourth time. My folks have a booth and a couple of glass cases at this truly fabulous establishment.

MY DAD CHECKING OUT MY MOTHER'S BOOTH

Over the years, I have been inside plenty of these antique super stores, where dealers take small spaces and fill them with every kind of oldie-but-goodie imaginable. Normally, this means wandering through cramped quarters, and being somewhat overwhelmed by the clutter. Where Midway takes a step away from the others I've been to, is the way the owners have managed to lay out the place, giving it a spacious feel.

The location is an old Ethan Allen store, so it automatically has a retail feel, rather than the usual barn-like quality, and several areas for small vignettes. Additionally, it's got a terrific entry area and red-vested attendants throughout the store. The Red Vests are dealers in the shop, who take turns manning the place, so there are always experts on hand and plenty of assistance getting into the various cases to oogle the goods.

WELCOME TO MIDWAY

My favorite thing about this stroll back in time is the "Fabulous 50's" area. There you will find rooms fully decorated to reflect this glitzy era. When I was there last, there was THE most amazing Parisian orange and yellow dining set, in incredible condition. If only I had a place to put it!

WIDE VARIETY OF THINGS EVERYWHERE YOU TURN

The 50'S area is in the very back, a more open air area, so be sure to head all the way the rear of the store before you go.

Their website www.midwayantiguemall.net says they are open everyday from 10 a.m to 6 p.m. and lists their phone number - (916) 779-6252. But if you're looking to see what all they have, hop in your car and head towards the 80 and Madison exit - you won't regret the drive.

Davis Daytrip

2009-10-17T13:05:00.000-07:00

Last weekend, I ventured to Davis, something I'd been planning to do for several weeks. I finally made it and I was thrilled with the result. Davis has lots to offer and I plan on going back soon.

I started at the Farmer's Market, which is really much more than a market for farmers. It's more of a bazaar, with offerings from exquisite pastries to handmade products of all kinds - clothing, jewelry, handbags, soaps and more. Under the permanent canopy, is mostly the farm products, with a few stalls to stave off urgent hunger pains, which I suffered until I gave into a magnificent cinnamon crisp and a perfect cup of coffee. The booth, which I neglected to record the name of, cannot be missed - it's large and the smells wafting your way will give it away. And if you have any question as to whether you're at the correct booth, the spinach and feta scones will reassure you. I plan on trying one of those next time.

A YOUNG CUSTOMER AT SALLY'S BOOTH

As I wandered down the promenade in the center, eventually it gave way to uncovered booths, where most of the handmade products were being offered as well as causes. I'm always thrilled to happen upon artists' goods and that's what I found at Sally Parker's booth in her "Tiny Worlds Jewelry." It was fanciful and I delighted in her pieces, where the fact that she's also a storyteller was evident. I could not resist a charm that reminded me of a character I'm currently writing about and a pair of fun earrings.

Further down, I happened upon a gentleman named Tom, manning a custom t-shirt booth, with sayings I loved, being a grandmother now. My favorite "I eat my vegetables" will be a Christmas present for my grandson, when I venture back to Davis again. To view their "green" products, visit their website at ninaandtom.com.

TOM OF THE TSHIRTS

If you have little ones, allot some time for the old-fashioned merry-go-round and two playgrounds nearby.

After the Farmer's Market, I headed to the U.C. Davis Arboretum, which you'll find if you take the U.C. Davis loop. On weekends parking is free, and it's open 24 hours a day. I was genuinely thrilled to find the Redwood Grove, as I absolutely love the smell and feeling of shelter in a forest. Next time to Davis, I will pack a picnic lunch and spend a few hours pondering - one of my favorite activities.

There much more in Davis to keep you occupied for the day. Walking around the downtown area nets you quirky shops, a red double-decker bus and fabulous dining choices. The day I was there was also filled with music and gatherings at the fraternity and sorority houses and a couple of cause-driven happenings.

Happily, my drive to Davis took less time that my daily commute home. Visit Davis on a day when you think you've played out the Sacramento area for things to do. You'll take home memories and the desire to drive the 30 odd miles again - soon.

A Little Chalk, A Lot of Fun

2009-09-09T07:49:00.001-07:00

Last Saturday, I was killing some time in midtown Sacramento, waiting for a lunch appointment with my family members. So, I drove around a bit and happened upon Fremont Park, in the midst of a "Chalk It Up" event. The block-sized park, with trees hanging over the sidewalks that surround its edges and cuts through its center, was beginning to fill with kids and adults trying their hands at art on the pavement.

Those that weren't actively expressing themselves with chalk were walking around inspecting the progress of the others and enjoying the free music, vendors and beautiful weather. I didn't stay long, but I did buy a couple of things and take a few pictures.

I also talked to some of those drawing everything from dragons to a reproduction of Van Gogh's "Starry Starry Night." They were all very into what they were doing, concentrating heavily, even the kids, but having a wonderful time.

I think I might try it myself next year. What a great way to spend a day!

Comedy On A Budget

2009-09-01T08:00:00.000-07:00

I love comedy clubs. Nothing makes me happier than an hour or two of belly laughs. That’s why I was thrilled to find a comedy spot – literally – that I could easily afford at eight dollars for admission.

Last Friday night, I ventured down to 17th and Broadway to find a little place called Sacramento Comedy Spot. I’m easily confused when I don’t know an area, so it took the help of a kind man and his Blackberry, because I forgot to bring the actual address me. It’s 1716 Broadway, by the way.

I got there at about 10:15 p.m. The show, called Comedy on a Couch, was due to start in fifteen minutes. I settled in and watched the crowd develop, mostly thirty-somethings.

Once inside, I was amazed at how much the producers had managed to cram into a tiny space. The stage was professionally done and there was seating for about 50. Two strategically-placed televisions were loaded and ready for what later turned out to be visual gags. In the back was a tiny snack bar with a friendly guy attending it. I grabbed a Diet Coke, a small tub of popcorn and a seat up front.

It turned out the seat was an unfortunate choice, for the club, not me. A video cam was rolling right behind my head and I’ve discovered since viewing the videos online that my head and clapping hands are woven throughout their onsite production. Sorry, guys! I had no idea.

Anyway, the show lasted an hour and a half and featured three young male comics, sitting together on a couch, hence the name, and alternating sets at the mike. If any of three were over thirty I would be surprised. They were young, very eclectic and often hilarious. They were also very obviously trying out their material on this audience, so their delivery was sometimes hesitant and searching. But that was actually part of the fun of the experience. I felt like I was in the role of encouraging a tentative talent.

Tall and thin with wild black hair, Brenden Lynch, was given to wry smiles and sudden punch lines that bowled you over. I have no idea whether Kellen Erskine was even married, but he had the look of a perplexed dad and gave up jokes as if he had to – just had to. The local comic, Ray Molino, with his taxi-cab cap and slow dry wit, literally twinkled when he pulled one over on the crowd. These three have a lot of talent and I would be looking forward to seeing them on late night someday, if only I owned a TV.

The master of ceremonies for the evening, John Ross, was no slouch himself. He moved easily from his own jokes to introducing each performer and gave cohesiveness to the whole show. Well done.

All in all, I couldn’t have spent a measly eight bucks in any better way. I’ll be back for the Improv Show one weekend in the future. I urge you to get out a support our local comedians.

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Farmer’s Market at Sunrise Mall – Who Knew?

2009-08-24T07:41:00.000-07:00

Well, apparently a lot of people. Last Saturday was the second one in two weeks that I visited the surprisingly robust Farmer’s Market at Sunrise Mall, along with several hundred other people – just in the time frame I was there, about 20 minutes.

Both times, I treated myself to some garlic and cheese bread sticks from the Sacramento Baking Company, but last Saturday I added a loaf of the garlic-cheese bread so I’d have some throughout the week; really good stuff and at $3.75 for a very fresh loaf, a bargain and half.

Toss in a half dozen tomatoes, six or seven beautiful mottled plums I didn’t catch the name of, three white peaches, cucumbers (three for a dollar), red onions, yellow squash and red potatoes and I walked away with two paper bags of fresh groceries for under $20 and a great feeling about the area in which I live.

I haven’t incorporated this much wholesome food into my diet since I had a garden years ago.

The market is much more than fruits and vegetables though, with offerings from olive oils to entertainment to cheeses. Both weeks there were musicians playing, and this time I especially enjoyed a wonderful rendition of the Peter, Paul and Mary song “Where Have All The Flowers Gone?” You can stop and smell the roses – or should I say the flowers? There are a couple of vendors with a wide array of blossoms. Peruse the petals with a cup of java in one hand, if you want, because the coffee lady at one end offers Americano to lattes.

You can’t miss the marketplace. It’s located on the southeast side of the mall and from 8 a.m. to noon is intensely populated with white tent tops. There’s plenty of parking nearby, but it’s busy with children running around, so drive slowly and carefully. Be sure to bring your own bags to carry all your goodies.

See you Saturday!

The Valley of Awe – Yosemite

2009-07-01T07:43:00.000-07:00

YOSEMITE FALLS

SAM AND TOM AT GLACIER POINT

Until last weekend, I hadn’t been to Yosemite since I was about 12, even though I’m a native Californian. At twelve, it’s all very pretty and grand, but - come on - at that age there was much more on my mind, like a cute redheaded boy.

This time I found myself in complete awe, turning around at every curve in the roads that wind through this magnificent park and emitting noises of joy or being stunned into silence. I took my two nephews, Tom and Samuel, with me and they seemed to appreciate their surroundings almost as much as I did. Perhaps they're more mature than I was at their age.

Yosemite National Park doesn’t require a lot of selling. Most people know it is a wondrous place. But there are a few tips travelers might appreciate.

1. The admission fee of $20 per car is good for seven days. The park is far too vast to take in during the course of one day, so plan for at least two, three if you can spare the time. I went for one day and barely scratched the surface.

2. Get there early. We arrived at 8 a.m. and were only 4 cars back from the front of the line. By about 10 a.m. the park began to fill up and cars lined many of the roadways.

3. Take time to ride the shuttle bus in Yosemite Valley. It’s about 45 minutes to go round to all the stops, but you’ll get a sense of where everything is and can hop off at any stop. A new shuttle will show up in about ten minutes.

4. I know nothing about the Tuolumne Meadows area, because we didn’t make it that far, but I do know you must not miss Glacier Point. It’s a long drive to the top – 32 miles – but well worth it. All along the way there are viewpoints, each more more spectacular than the next. However, once you look out over the insanely beautiful, almost surreal grandeur of Yosemite Valley, across at Half Dome and beyond, you’ll think the other views that went before so much smaller in scale.

5. Bring lots of water. Drinks are expensive at the stores and you’ll find yourself gulping down bottles at an alarming rate, between the walking and summer heat.

Every thing else you need to know is available online at the park’s website: http://www.nps.gov/yose/

Go, enjoy, take pictures and remember.

Way, Way Beyond Sacramento – Prescott, AZ

2009-06-23T12:35:00.000-07:00

I know this is really stretching it, but I couldn’t resist doing a piece on my vacation destination of Prescott, Arizona.

Over the week following Memorial Day, my daughter and I ventured north from Phoenix to one of my favorite little towns, Prescott, about an hour and a half from Phoenix, depending on what part of town you start from and how fast you drive!

You start up Interstate 17 towards Sedona and Flagstaff, then head west on Highway 69, winding around through thoroughly desert terrain, until suddenly you head out of Prescott Valley and begin to enter a more alpine area.

Prescott was the first capital of Arizona, so it is rich in history, but what I find most intriguing is it’s curious mixture of old and new, alpine and desert with a touch of “red rock” thrown in. Within a five-mile radius, you can travel to several small lakes, stroll along quaint old town streets, visit a handful of museums and go to the mall.

The Sharlot Hall Museum, named after and founded by the territory’s very influential woman, is a nice diversion, and explores the pioneer area of Arizona. There are other choices, such as the Smoki Museum, but we didn’t have time for all that was available.

Several of the town’s streets are tree-lined and hold little architectural treasures of their own, with both tiny and palatial homes that step right out of the past.

The downtown is built around a square, with the county courthouse at its center, a relic itself, and provides a wonderful variety of dining choices and enough shops to keep a shopaholic busy for most of the day.

My very favorite spot, which I will return to whenever I visit in the future, is Lake Watson, an idyllic laying down of water amongst gorgeous, awe-inspiring juts and valleys of red rock. Just sitting on a bench and staring at the lake brought my blood pressure down a few notches, I’m sure.

So, if you pass that way, take a trip to Prescott. You’ll find yourself slowing down and relaxing, in spite of yourself.

Ironstone Vineyard In Delightful Murphys

2009-06-22T07:38:00.002-07:00

Looking for a place to simply wander with your thoughts? Well, you can’t go wrong by taking a side trip to the Ironstone Vineyards, just outside the main section of the charming little burg of Murphys.

Ironstone offers beautifully landscaped grounds, with walkways to wander with lots of places to sit and contemplate. There are ponds and picnic areas, gardens and of course, vines to look out on.

The amphitheatre area is a lush green and hosts many top-flight entertainment acts. This summer Michael McDonald and Boz Scaggs, the Moody Blues, Alan Jackson, Dianna Krall, Chris Issak and Brian Setzer, Lynyrd Skynyrd and Crosby, Still & Nash will all take the stage on various weekends.

There’s also a restaurant, the Pit, just inside the beautifully appointed tasting room, which offers special Thursday dinners. Additionally, there are many events throughout the year at the vineyards, from car shows to barbeques, which you can check out on their website at www.IronstoneVineyards.com.

If you travel to the vineyard, be sure to stop in at the Heritage Museum to view the gold rush era artifacts and a huge nugget about the size of a dining room chair back. It’s actually a “crystalline gold specimen” that weighs 44 pounds and is the largest of it’s kind in the world. It’s rightfully called “The Crown Jewel.”

Ironstone Vineyards is located at 1894 Six Mile Road, Murphys, CA. For more information, you can visit the website or cal 209-728-1251.

I'm Back!

2009-06-22T07:38:00.001-07:00

There have been a couple of inquiries lately as to when I planned on getting back to my blogs. Well, today’s the day! Although, I won’t post this until Monday, I’m sitting in Wanda, my RV, enjoying an absolutely beautiful Sunday. It can’t be more than 85 degrees, if that, at least here under the trees.

Having returned from vacation in Arizona three weeks ago, I’ve really appreciated the climate here. It was already 105 degrees in Phoenix on Memorial Day, but my daughter, whom I was visiting, and I did get away to Prescott where the temperatures were 25 degrees cooler, day and night.

I think it was the temperature changes that brought on the Mother-of-All-Colds. Yow! I was really miserable for two weeks solid.

That, however, has no relationship to why I’ve been away and frankly, I’m not really sure what the whole story is, because I truly love writing my blogs. Two things coincided – I finished the novel I’d been working on for three years and I started therapy. Did my brain just decide I was finished on one hand and occupy itself with figuring out the complex workings the Kathy-being on the other? Don’t really know, but I do know just typing this is relieving a certain stress and giving back to me what it always does – a sense of expression.

So, now it’s onward, as they say! Glad to be back and don’t be too surprised if you see a lot more action on my two-blog sites. A good friend suggested I market them a little more and I plan to do just that. So, hang on for what I hope will be a wild and happy ride!

Thanks for hanging in there with me, all you faithful and regular readers, who number over one hundred by the way!

In These Recessionary Times

2009-03-02T07:32:00.000-08:00

This past weekend I had planned to go to an event at the Folsom Library. A former correctional officer has written a book about Folsom Prison and was there to promote his book, joined by a Johnny Cash tribute artist. It sounded interesting and best of all it was free.

Unfortunately, a family situation arose and I couldn’t attend, however I realized that it’s a natural reaction when we are low on cash (I’m saving up for a long awaited vacation) to feel deprived because we can’t do what we normally would – like take in a movie or go out to dinner.

Along comes the Free Stuff Genie. Seriously though, if you are struggling because of a job loss or reduction of circumstances of any kind, it is time to look around a bit for all of the things that can be enjoyed with little or no cost. The alternative is to sit in your house and watch endless hours of television and ultimately end up depressed. Come on, get up and explore.

Here are a few ideas:

• Libraries – have lots of free activities, like lectures, slide shows, and travel presentations. Stop in a pick up one of the numerous fliers at almost any library. For the kids there are always the storytelling hours.
• The American and Sacramento Rivers are accessible and free to those who would enjoy wiling away a few hours watching kayakers paddle by or perhaps, doing some fishing.
• For the kids, most malls have a separate play area – unless going to the mall without purchasing anything makes you feel deprived, in which case you should avoid this suggestion at all costs.
• The parks in the Sacramento area are amazing. Got some stale bread? Why not feed the ducks at McKinley Park?
• The walking trails in the Folsom area are very beautiful and created for everyone to enjoy. Come, park your car and stroll among the trees.
• Have a picnic anywhere. You have to eat don’t you? Well, pack it up and visit Capitol Mall, any park, Old Town – wherever there’s a picnic table or a patch of picnic-friendly grass.

When in doubt, Google “Things to Do in Sacramento.” You’ll probably find a list of things you’ve never, ever done.

Remember, just because it’s free doesn’t mean it’s boring. It can be the best time you’ve had in years.

Broadway Adventures

2009-02-24T17:09:00.000-08:00

When the sun peeked out on Saturday, I couldn’t resist. I abandoned my computer and headed out for a drive. I really had no agenda, but I will admit to having an idea swirling around in my brain.

I listen to National Public Radio and a few days before they had a feature piece on an Ethiopian restaurant on Broadway – Queen Sheba. I’ve always wanted to try Ethiopian fare, but never had the opportunity at the right time. So, I headed for Broadway and 16th Street, knowing the restaurant was nearby.

I found Queen Sheba, one block down, at 1704 Broadway, easily located from its brightly painted exterior. It looked welcoming. As I was turning around to head back I spotted another ornate exterior - R5 Records - right on the SE corner of 16th and Broadway. I quickly pulled into the parking lot and took this picture.

MURAL by Shaun Turner

The easily identifiable musical greats like Jimi Hendrix and Nina Simone were wonderful. Finding it on a driveby - incredible. The other side of the building features a portrait of Billie Holliday. Worth stopping to look at and while you're there, check out the store. R5 has a great selection. I found myself stuck in the Jazz section where I found John Coltrane and Thelonius Monk CDs for great prices.

After wandering the aisles for a few minutes I headed back out to the parking lot and realized that one of my favorite destinations, a bookstore, was just across the asphalt. I stepped into The Avid Reader and found it to be a quiet, roomy place, in spite of being a fraction of the size of a Barnes and Noble. There weren't any trendy types there at the time, including myself, and I found that relaxing. There was a good selection for the real estate they occupied and they were right on the money with a display for Black History Month. It covered an interesting number of angles.

Back to my dining experience though. I expected the food to be a bit more exotic, but it really wasn't that different from what I would fix myself - if I had the time and/or inclination. I ordered the Chicken Tibbs, which were cubes of chicken breast cooked with mushrooms, cauliflower, broccoli and bell peppers in wonderfully tasty spices, including turmeric, which gave it a lovely bright yellow color. Along with the dish, I ordered the Ethiopian hot spiced tea. I believe I enjoyed this as much or perhaps even more than the food. It was really fragrant and lovely.

SARA in Queen Sheba

I spoke a bit with Sara - pronounced SAR-uh - who was pleased at the recognition the restaurant had received from NPR. She and my server, a pleasant young man whose name I forgot to get (unusual for me), were both solicitous a pleased that I enjoyed myself.

For more information, visit the restaurant's website - www.queenshebas.com. I highly recommend the experience.

Remember an adventure is always just around the corner.

Looking for Adventure? Try a Windstorm in an RV

2009-02-16T07:49:00.001-08:00

It’s 3:45 a.m. on Sunday morning and for several hours I’ve been trying to ignore and sleep through a windstorm in Wanda, my RV.

Each time the wind whips through there is massive shaking accompanied by the rattle and flapping of her awning. If a gust is strong enough, it swoops under the cab-over portion as well and tries to lift it off the chassis.

Yes, it’s noisy, but even more impressive is the sense of doom you must live through until you finally understand that the whole kit and caboodle isn’t going flip over with you inside. Because, believe me, it feels like it.

I slept through some minor windy nights when I first moved back to California and was camping at Folsom Lake. It was my first time and then too I felt as if we would simply fall over. But during those nights, it didn’t take long for the winds to die down. Tonight, this has been going on since about 10 p.m.

I don’t hear the neighbor’s awning flapping so loudly and have gotten up, in part, to spy on hers through my kitchen window and see if it’s also threatening to rise with the next blow.

Here comes another one. No - her patio cover is actually more stable, perhaps because hers has poles that are anchored to the ground. Mine hangs from the top with supporters that angle back to Wanda’s base. Oh, well, makes for more drama our way.

Now that I’ve recorded the windiest night in Wanda’s and my history, I may be able to drift off again.

Sweet dreams. May you survive this night and go on to other adventures. I suspect I’m making this blessing for myself and not those of you who will safely read this in the morning.

The Village of the Chickens

2009-02-09T13:22:00.001-08:00

Little Fair Oaks Village may not have intended it to be so, but the roosters and their hens rule the roost in the quaint little community oddly just east of Sunrise Boulevard and south of Winding Way in the midst of Sacramento suburbia. The roosters crow and strut, making a pleasant background and creating the illusion of stepping into a time long gone.

Saturday morning found me exploring this dreamy little hamlet and happy as a middle-level adventurer could be. Middle-level you ask? Yes, I find myself truly enjoying discoveries rather than exertions. I doubt I’ll ever be found on a rock face climbing to its peaks, but I do find escapades into unfamiliar territories exciting.

So, on instructions from my sister, who lives in Fair Oaks but not in the village area, I wandered around until I happened on the two-block Main Street, which is actually Fair Oaks Blvd. On my way out, I found an easy route; take California Avenue off of Sunrise just south of Winding Way. Just up and down a tiny hill, and you’ll find yourself smack in the middle of old Fair Oaks.

There are several places to eat, but I chose the Fair Oaks Coffee House & Deli, pictured here, and had an inexpensive breakfast sandwich and small coffee. I soaked up the atmosphere while I sipped my coffee and noted that interior chotchkes add interest and color. The service was extremely friendly – Michelle Sanford, who was working the counter, shared lots of information with me - and I enjoyed watching the locals wander in for what was obviously their regular fare. It was a bit too chilly to enjoy a table outside, but they are umbrella-ed for when the weather is more cooperative.

I wandered the sidewalks peering into windows and admiring the charm, when I stumbled upon what can only be called an “accessory shop” – The HART Collection. Inside, I found Carla Martin, who runs the place with her family that produces about half the jewelry to be found inside – and that’s no small amount.

An entire wall is dedicated to their creations and other pieces, from earrings to necklaces and even hair ornaments. There is another section devoted to the ladies of the Red Hat Society, larger and more diverse than I’ve ever run into before.

This little shop is a treasure; reasonable prices, a glorious selection of items ranging from hats to party purses to any kind of fun jewelry you can imagine.

If you are an antique aficionado or perhaps enjoy artistic quilts, you’re also in luck in Fair Oaks. Additionally, when it warms up, you may want to experience one of the performances at the Veterans Memorial Amphitheater, home of the Fair Oaks Theater Festival.

Old Fair Oaks is a walk back in time, but unlike some of the little town in the Gold Country, this feels more like the 1940s or 50s. I highly recommend setting aside a couple of hours to explore this tiny burg. I’ll be returning myself, as soon as I can, to further uncover the riches I missed this weekend.

City of Trees

2009-02-02T07:29:00.001-08:00

One of Sacramento’s nicknames is City of Trees. During the spring and summer there is an overwhelming profusion of greenery, especially in the form of leafy trees. There are also pines, palms, cedars and the like. If you have been starved for trees, as I had when I arrived in Sacramento, it is a welcome and lovely sight.

It is easy, however, to become so used to seeing multiple trees in every yard, stands of them in all the parks and their treasured presence at the Capitol, that as a Sacramento resident one forgets how special this attribute can be.

A trip to downtown Sacramento in springtime may renew appreciation. In the fall a trip to the outer limits of this Capitol city can inspire one by offering a view of the turning of the leaves. It’s a shorter season here in California than some other places, but none the less colorful.

In the dead of winter still, I was urged by my inner artist to capture the beauty of a lone oak tree in the midst of a walk in my local park, the tiny Edgar H. Ahren Park on Manzanita.

There, among the scampering youngsters and basketball players, yet off to one side, stood this marvelous, craggy old oak tree. The park planners had established a ring of sidewalk around the thing, as if to say, “Look what we preserved!” And a good job they did.

My favorite sound in the world is the sound of wind rustling the trees, all types from oaks to pines. In Sacramento, there are many places to enjoy that sound, and in the winter there are still treasures to be found, like this grand aged oak tree.

Sacramento’s Home-Grown Art Museum – The Crocker

2009-01-23T12:47:00.000-08:00

The biggest bargain in Sacramento may be the free Sunday outings offered by The Crocker Art Museum, every Sunday from 10 a.m. to 1 p.m. The architecture is an amazing experience, both in and outside the Victorian Italianate gallery designed by Seth Babson and completed in 1872. This is only one of the many ornate and gracious staircases throughout the museum.

PORTRAIT OF MARY BLANCHE HUBBARD, 1889, BY MARY CURTIS RICHARDSON

From the luscious landscapes that fill the museum to the portraits, both old school and modern, there is much to look at in the Crocker. One of the best features, in my opinion, is the many varied types of seating available. I really like to simply sit and soak in the surroundings in an art museum.

PORTRAIT OF MY FATHER BY STEPHEN KALTENBACH

The permanent collection at the Crocker includes European, American and Asian art as well as California contemporary pieces. There is also a collection of Meissen porcelain.

Special exhibitions occur and change regularly. When I visited recently, “The Art of Warner Bros. Cartoons” was on display and a very popular exhibit.

If Sundays don’t work for you, there is a small admission price Monday-Saturday, of $6 for adults, $4 for seniors and $3 for students. The museum is located at Third and O Streets downtown. For more information, log on to www.crockerartmuseum.org.

A Change in Christmas Attitude

2008-12-24T07:56:00.000-08:00

If I wasn’t already happy to be back in California, the holidays would have put me there.

First of all, I just have to take a short ride up to visit my folks to get a little of the snow show that’s not unusual in the Sacramento area. See the picture of Bebe, my Toyota Yaris, loving the clumps of snow leftover from the previous weekend in Pine Grove.

Then there’s the brisk feel of wintry air all around, something I had missed terribly during my encampment in Arizona. There is a stillness about things when the air gets cold. I really enjoy that sense of waiting for spring, but enjoying the moment. I’ve found myself sitting in my outdoor lounge chair with my feet propped up on the “visitor’s” chair watching the leaves fall and the squirrels chasing each other across the nearly bare branches of the oak tree across the street.

Tonight, I’m off to Oakdale (near Modesto) to spend Christmas Eve with my youngest sister and her family. My parents will be there, too. I haven’t been around for Christmas in years, so it will be very enjoyable for me, reconnecting with my family and memories of my youth.

I’m apart this year from my daughter, Vanessa and my son, Erik and his family. That’s very difficult for me, but we’ve made special arrangements so that we’ll spend some quality phone time together tomorrow.

I almost forgot! The Universe brought me a nice little Christmas present – winning $600 at Jackson Rancheria, the casino that’s between my folks and home.

To all of you, wherever your Christmas will be, I’m wishing you sweet moments with the ones you love.

Baby, It's Cold Outside...and Wet!

2008-12-15T07:16:00.000-08:00

The past few weeks I’ve been caught up in a thousand Christmas chores (okay, maybe simply a hundred or so, but it has felt like a thousand) and the rewriting of the novel I hope will push me into the ranks of heralded and financially comfortable authors.

So, I have missed the pleasures of exploring the Sacramento area. There is so much more to see, experience and write about, so I plan to renew my forays into myriad adventures awaiting me in earnest after the New Year comes skipping over the horizon. In the meantime, I took a look around myself today and realized there is so much to enjoy in my own front yard.

It was raining today as I read in my cozy little nest of a bed in my RV, Wanda. I stopped for a few minutes as I heard the wind pick up a bit and glanced out the window. I found myself smiling as I watched a cascade of leaves being persuaded to leave a tree by the gusts. They came tumbling over each other by the tens, creating such a lovely sight of yellowed migration.

I marveled at those that remained on the stark branches, still clinging to their usefulness and life. It made me think of the human struggle to remain and survive, but I was also able to see the drifting beauty of those golden leaves that couldn’t hold on any longer, that simply let go and created a new carpet of intricate patterns on the earth below. There is an analogy here greater than any observer or writer’s ability to convey it.

The chill in the air hovers in the mid-forties most days lately. I love the brace of walking from a warm building into that biting cold and the instant alertness that goes with it; the realization that everything around me is a bit crisper than in the spring and summer. This feeling is something I sorely missed while I lived in Arizona.

Even the comfort of the indoors is amplified and distinctly more appreciable in this lovely climate.

The tinkling of rain on tin roofs is a sound I’ve always loved and here I get to experience that every time it so much as sprinkles when I’m in Wanda. The sound is slightly different but just as enjoyable.

In retrospect, perhaps my adventures have been more introspective of late, but in Sacramento all it takes is a cold, rainy day to feel as if you’re somewhere special.

Sophistication Hidden In A Grocery Center

2008-11-24T06:58:00.000-08:00

THE COZY LITTLE BAR AT THE RAVINE

You wouldn’t normally find this kind of sophistication in culinary fare and atmosphere in a shopping center anchored by a grocery store, but welcome to The Ravine.

The bistro leans towards an updated version of décor you might have found in a restaurant/lounge frequented by Frank Sinatra. It has that “swingers” feel, with a dance floor and piano player who happily tinkled the ivories with tunes from the forties and fifties, like Blue Moon and Sentimental Journey, but accommodated younger patrons with more recent tunes as well.

The food choices were limited but varied with prices for entrees hovering in the $25 to $30 range. I had the pork tenderloin and added a salad. The flavors added to the pork, which was served in beautiful stuffed rounds, were both engaging and different. I was one of a party of fourteen and all seemed quite satisfied with their meal.

This isn’t a hurry-up-and-eat sort of place, so if you don’t have time for a leisurely dining experience, wait until you do.

The owners, Jonathan and Gita Rolls, have done a wonderful job of making the patrons feel important. Gita visited our table more than once, as it was my parents’ anniversary and she was determined to make it special.

The bar is very retro and hip, a great place to meet and sip martinis.

I would highly recommend The Ravine, especially to a couple looking for a quiet and elegant dining experience.

The Ravine is located at 25005 Blue Ravine Road, Suite 140, in Folsom. You can visit their website at www.theravinefolsom.com or call 916-983-5070 for reservations.

Artfully Yours - Sutter Creek

2008-11-16T13:12:00.001-08:00

THE WINDOW BETWEEN GALLERY 10 AND SUSAN'S

A recent outing with family members took me to Sutter Creek, a community in the thick of history, smack in the middle of Gold Country. The wonderfully intact Main Street attracts tourists all year long for a trip back in time and also for its antique shops.

It had been years since I'd been to Sutter Creek and didn't realize the there's a thriving art scene there too. We stopped into a gallery and what I would call an "art shop."

Gallery 10 is located just off Main at 15 Eureka Street. Tucked into a two story ancient storefront, with a popular bistro "Susan's" next door, the works of art welcome you right through the plate glass windows, which on the side of the building give customers a cozy view into the patio courtyard of Susan's. Between the two hang strands of three-inch round glass balls, blown into being with diverse swirling colors.

The space is cut up into alcoves which feature different types of art, from paintings to sculpture to jewelry to pottery, ad infinitum. Turn a corner and you will walk into a new experience. However, the gallery is smallish, so don't move too quickly. You'll get through all of it and feel you've just experienced your own small renaissance.

Painting by Margaret Soegaard

Gallery 10 is open Thursday through Monday, from 11 a.m. to 5 p.m. If you'd like to call ahead, here's their number 209-267-0203.

The Fine Eye Gallery at 71 Main Street feels more like a shop, but its art is no less spectacular, however in most cases more contemporary with enough practical and crafty objects to attract those that enjoy wearable or usable art.

The Fine Eye Gallery

This gallery is a delight to the senses and you may well find yourself turning around and gasping with surprise one minute then examining with deep concentration the next.

Fine Eye is open daily from 10:30 a.m to 5 p.m.

So, if you haven't already, think of Sutter Creek next time you're hankering for a little art pleasure.

Sunday Blues for Lunch and Dinner

2008-10-21T16:55:00.000-07:00

SAUL KAYE

This weekend the Sacramento Blues Society hosted a competition for the band and solo/duo act that would represent Sacramento in Memphis. The event was held at the former Clarion Hotel at Auburn Boulevard and Fulton Avenue from noon to 6 p.m. on Sunday.

Although the old-timers didn’t just give it up, in my opinion the show was stolen by two young in differing categories.

Saul Kaye, whose latest “record” is entitled “Jewish Blues”, played two of his original songs, one detailing the struggles of the Jewish slaves in the time of Moses and the other relating the story of his grandfather being cured of the Black Water Plague through the unusual three day administration of Zulu Beer in Africa. Not only were the subjects different from what most associate with the blues, but the delivery was unique. Kaye has a very watchable habit of cocking his fedora forward on his head every so often, as well as slapping his guitar for emphasis. This musician was a delight visually as well as to the ears.

STEVENSON PROFFITT

In the band category, The Stevenson Proffitt Band is aptly named after a 30-year-old phenom guitar-player. Profitt is endowed with magic fingers and a musically maturity beyond his years. The music he produces on his guitars played as much across his face and out into the room full of blues aficionados. After flitting his fingers, without the benefit of picks, across the strings at indeterminable speed, he sat for one number and made the guitar pop as it lay on his lap; it seemed as if it was speaking in tongues.

There were some especially interesting moments from others that appeared. Allie of the duo “Allie Marcel & Dave Baldwin”, sang his self-penned song called “Psychic Vampire Blues” describing painful love affairs in a bizarre and humorous way. Not to be missed was the saxophonist from “Cold Truth” who played two saxes at once. Then another of the younger crowd, Matty Tayton, from the band named after him, “Matty T”, also demonstrated flying fingers – but the thing about Matty that I found myself thinking was, “Some guys just know how to look cool.”

The event was well planned and well attended. The Sacramento Blues Society does a good job of supporting and presenting the Blues in Sacramento. You can join the group for $25 and get reduced admissions, a newsletter and frequent emails letting you know what’s happening locally. If you love the blues, you’ll never be bored in SAC if you’ve got a membership to this group.

JUDGING
The judges were (from left) Bo Ely, a former promoter, and long-time blues aficionado, Brenda Taylor from Po’ Boyz Restaurant, Charles Washington an active member of the Sacramento Blues Society since the 70s and Marina Texiera, the manager of the famous landmark night spot “The Torch Club.”

Since I wasn’t able to stay through the whole competition I missed out on hearing the winning band, “The Aces", as well as the announcements as to the winners. Lew Fratis and Jimmy Pailer won the solo/duo competition as well. While, I personally dug Saul Kaye’s style, Fratis and Pailer were great to watch and listen to as well. Best wishes to the winners in the upcoming 2009 International Blues Challenge in Memphis this February. I’m sure they’ll do Sacramento proud.

For Those With The Speed Gene

2008-10-18T14:07:00.000-07:00

Last week, the company I work for had a team building event at an indoor go-cart racing track called Race Place Motorsports (RPM) just off Hwy 50 on Bradshaw Rd. I discovered on the track, I no longer have the "speed gene." I used to own it and had a lead foot, but as the cars raced past me I found I was too cautious and desperately desiring a rear-view mirror. I was firmly convinced my inner child still resided in me, but now I know, it's only the tyke, not the teenager. Oh, well, suiting up and the anticipation was a blast.

So, here I am in all my glory, waiting for the green flag. We made fifteen laps...I think. It could have been 10, because I definitely lost track. Some people were slower than me (I got stuck behind one of them) but most were way faster and a lot more gutsy. I was concerned about flipping over and didn't want to hit anyone. That particular worry wasn't part of the package for several of our group. I flinched as they whizzed by, casually clipping my tires.

Afterwards, we took to the upstairs lounge, reserved exclusively for our company, with about 35 participants. We chatted, gave out goofy awards and partook of a pasta buffet and all-you-could-drink-softdrinks. We were treated incredibly well and photographed from every angle by their on-staff photographer.

A good time was had by all and I would recommend RPM as a group event, especially for a group closer to the teenage years - say in the 20 to 40 year-old range. A couple of us older chicks would have opted for a rousing bowling tournament instead. Again, it was a matter of no longer owning the speed gene.

RPM is located at 3130 Bradshaw Road and you can reach their offices at(916) 368-7223.

RPM Website

Down By The River

2008-10-05T13:24:00.000-07:00

On Saturday night, a couple of weeks ago, I left my favorite karaoke spot, Marie Callendar's (closed the joint) and then went down to the river along the Garden Hwy, to a place called Crawdad's, a restaurant and lounge floating on a big barge on the Sacramento River. Getting to it involved crossing an elevated pier bridge and then travelling down to water level by elevator.

(Crawdads - 1375 Garden Highway. Call(916)929-2268 for more information or click here)

It was a tad slow that night, at least at 11:30 (maybe the crowd had come and gone already), but the band played on - Paradox - formed in 1988 by Arden Elicker, lead vocalist. Other band members include Perry Clark (Vocals/Guitar/Keyboard), Greg Atkins (Vocals/Guitar), Christian Wise (Vocals/Drums)and Paul Hawley (Bass). They are regulars at Crawdads and you can see by the picture they inspire the crowd to join them on stage now and then, as these two ladies, not members of the band, demonstrated that night.

What was really fun was discovering that there's a whole nightlife scene right down by the river. The Riverbank Marina, of which Crawdad's is a part, also hosts Chevys and the Blue Gecko. The Gecko had heavy sounds drifting down to the water, too.

The riverside experience is better enjoyed while the weather's still mild, so consider squeezing in a trip before the heavy rains come. Wear your party gear, because that's the mood at Crawdads.

Lake Tahoe Is A Project

2008-09-22T17:01:00.000-07:00

My daughter came to visit this past weekend so I took her to Lake Tahoe - for the day. Wow, the day is not nearly enough.

We took the winding Hwy. 50 route, which is stunning in itself, with the twists and turns through pines, tiny outposts of towns and cliff-side views of the lake once you get there.

Once we arrived we headed straight for Pope Beach. Tall pines stand like sentinels along the large-grained sandy beach. Ducks and geese clamored for the attention of the very few people populating the stretch of shoreline.

It was rather cool, but I ventured into the water, while Vanessa, my daughter who lives in Arizona, bundled up and read. We spent about two and half hours just relaxing by the immense basin of water that has three bands of color; a brownish-green near the shore, deep turquoise a ways out and in the middle a deep navy blue. The striations were fascinating to me, as they increased with the amount of sunshine that made it out from behind the clouds.

Van read the stats of the lake to me; 1642 feet deep, 12 miles wide by 22 miles long. It is enormous and very, very beautiful.

Once we left the water, we drove around to the Nevada side, and gambled for two hours on $20 each. Of course, I'm a gambling wimp and won't lose more than $20 (I also play the penny machines!).

Then our time for the day was up! We didn't get to explore other beaches or Emerald Bay, or the historical sites. I'm planning a much longer trip next summer. A whole weekend might be enough.

We'll see.

Sophistication offered at Horseshoe Bar Grill in Loomis

2008-09-06T20:26:00.000-07:00

Loomis, a tiny town north of Sacramento off I-80, is home to one terrific restaurant, Horseshoe Bar Grill, located on the main street of Loomis,at 3645 Taylor Road. The restaurant, an oasis of sophistication in a decidely country village, reopened in June with new management. The general manager, Richard Bruce, was present and visiting customer tables the Saturday my sister Laura and I chose to have a late lunch.

While the hour the restaurant opens on Saturday, 3 p.m., was a little past the time our stomachs began to protest. It worked out fine, because the atmosphere and food was definitely worth the wait.

Laura and I were going to be treated to a homemade meal when we got back to her home (my brother-in-law John loves to cook!), so we kept to the light choices, both of us ordered the mushroom soup and we shared an artisan cheese tray. My raspberry iced tea came in a water goblet, with mint sprigs draped over the lip

If I had it to do over, I would order two bowls of the mushroom soup, which was a broth-based concoction with a several varieties of mushrooms and a taste that sent us both over the top. Dainty diners we were not. The delectable soup tempted both of us to consider lifting our bowls and draining the last of drops or follow Laura's best plan of sucking up the last of it through a pair of straws. But our manners prevailed and we satisfied ourselves with moaning with pleasure.

The cheeses arrived accompanied by proscuitto, salami, pancetta, an olive selection and bits of fruit. Coming from a family of cheese lovers, our appreciation of the blues, cheddars and creams was warm. We were checked on by Mr. Bruce and our waiter enough to make us both feel important as we enjoyed our treats and our conversation, in the nearly empty restaurant. Of course, we had arrived as the bistro was just barely opening.

The menu had a several choices of both cuisine and price range. There was also a lovely wine list.

I highly recommend taking a trip out to Loomis for the food alone, but don't drive too fast. You may miss the short but picturesque little main street and country roads leading into it.

Reservations are a good idea. Call(916) 652-4100 for hours and to make sure they'll save a seat for you!

Remember adventure always lies just beyond your everyday life, especially in Sacramento!

A Step Back in Time - Locke

2008-08-26T12:31:00.001-07:00

The first thought I had when I drove down into Locke off the 160 Hwy, was, "Wow, this looks like a cowboy town from an old Western."

The narrow one-way Main Street is lined with two-story storefront buildings, most of which are filled with businesses or are historic sites. Locke was built in 1915, by a group of Chinese businessmen after a fire in the Chinese section of nearby Walnut Grove and remains essentially the same as it was after it's completion in 1920.

You can step back in time for free at the Chinese schoolhouse, which dates back to 1915, but was closed in the 1980s due to a lack of Chinese students. The walls are covered with interesting photos.

There is also the Dai Loy Museum, for a little more time travel, open to the public for a very minimal fee.

One local artist, Chris Spencer, characterized Locke as an artist colony, and the art galleries attest to the talent in town. Spencer shows his art in the "Down By the River Gallery" opened by Catherine Conner Erickson.

The name may be politically incorrect (from a time before there was even such a thing as politically correct), but "Al the Wop's" bar and restaurant is very popular with the locals and out-of-towners, who often ride in on motorcycles.

Locke is worth a half hour drive along the Sacramento river, both for the destination and the drive itself. Take Hwy 160 south and follow the signs. Come prepared to stroll Main Street, perhaps buy a piece of artwork, stop into Al's for a libation or maybe dinner - steak and pasta is their speciality, and definitely for a step back into another time.

Freeport Is Jamming On Sundays

2008-08-19T17:08:00.000-07:00

I had the good fortune of being let in on a secret. Freeport, which is about 10 from miles of riverside driving from downtown Sacramento, has its own blues celebration every week. Okay, it’s a smaller scale that the blues festivals, with about 120 people attending last Sunday, but it is cozy and lots of fun.

The Moon River Inn hosts the blues jam from 4-8 p.m. on Sundays through Nov. 2 (or until it starts raining!). You can’t miss the Inn, because it’s right on 160 and there will a number of motorcycles leaning to one side, waiting for their owners to return. The music can be heard from the road, too.

The jam is organized by members of the Sacramento Blues Society and rotates local musicians through sets, so you get a different flavor from each group that takes the mike.

The music is good and the atmosphere very relaxing. You can get fed from the Inn's menu or you can buy a hot dog and chips for $3. Alcohol and soft drinks are available inside the bar or if you can catch a waitress, you can have it delivered.

While there are tables and chairs provided, some of us brought our own chairs and blankets. The crowd was very diverse and ranged from families, to older folks to a few twenty-somethings.

Getting to Freeport is easy from almost anywhere, take the 5 to the Pocket Road exit and drive south on Freeport Blvd aka Hwy 160. You'll be there in a couple of minutes.

So, plan to get to the Moon River Inn before the rains come!

Imagine My Surprise...

2008-08-18T08:21:00.000-07:00

…when I found a thriving karaoke scene at Marie Calendar’s! Seriously, would you have ever thought of Marie’s as a place for karaoke? Yet, when my neighbor April told me about it I couldn’t wait to see what it was like and I wasn’t disappointed in any way. The Marie Calendar’s we’re talking about is on Sunrise, just north of Madison.

Like any karaoke gathering, there were those who sang for the pure joy or fun of it, but couldn’t carry a tune (which is the group I belong to). However, the great majority of the singers were quite good, and some were great.

Because the bar serves food, kids could come and listen or sing until 9 p.m., which was a treat. Watching them listen to their folks sing or in the case of one really talented young girl, probably 13 at the most, rock the house with old songs from the 60s and 70s, was really a blast.

The picture of Kid Rock’s brother – just kidding – is actually of Tiny, a 7 foot singer who belted out “What a Wonderful World” in Louis Armstrong’s voice. I had to thank him. He did a great job, and Pete, my wonderful late husband, loved that song the best above all others. We played it at his memorial service. So, watching Tiny deliver the goods, was really great. By the way, he does smile…quite a bit.

Then the trio of singers, April, Curtis and April’s daughter Sophie, was who I sat with and cheered on. April is really a fabulous singer, with a strong voice for songs like those Faith Hill sings. Sophie has a sweet voice and is coming along right behind her mother, while Curtis did George Strait with ease and played with a soprano range at the table when only our group could hear. Actually, I liked the high sound a lot.

In the last hour, two of the best singers in the house, gave the audience the chills. First a tiny gal sang RESPECT with a flair that Aretha would have bowed to and then a young woman who looked too young to have lived enough to understand her rendition of Gloria Gaynor’s “I Will Survive” sang it like someone who had really been through the pain. She hit and hit it hard.

Lastly, a shaved-bald Joseph crooned “Unchained Melody” with such range and sincerity the women in the bar nearly swooned, at least I did.

There were others, too many to recount here, who really did a great job, but the true joy of the evening was just feeling the love in the house. That’s what karaoke is all about. I fell in love with the atmosphere about ten years ago, when under the spell of eight (count them – 8) martinis I got up and sang Frankie Valli’s “Can’t Take My Eyes Off Of You” and nobody laughed. In fact, when the song calls for a crescendo, they even clapped. And take my word for it, I can’t sing. What bliss is this?

I’ll go back again, soon. Maybe I’ll see you there. I’ll be the one with a ridiculous grin on my face, chair-dancing with gusto. Wait a minute, that’s most everyone there…

Downtown Treasures

2008-08-12T21:57:00.001-07:00

I was lucky enough to participate in a company mixer held at Barton Art Gallery at 1723 I Street last week. What a lovely little gallery and a perfect venue for an intimate gathering.

The exhibit was "Hot African Nights", the proceeds of which will benefit a school in Kenya. On every wall and pillar was hung beautiful, intensely colorful art. When the conversation lagged on business, all eyes turned to appreciating the creativity surrounding us.

The event was catered by "Michelangelo's" restaurant, right next door, and it was incredible. Although I couldn't get a good picture of the interior of the comfortable, yet elegant bistro, all our staff stepped over to check out the location that had produced such great appetizers.

The individual pizzas were delectable and the meatballs were the tastiest I've ever had. Often, the flavor of the sauce overwhelms the taste of the meatballs, but such was not the case with these. There were also wonderful raviolis and I had my first bit of polenta - lovely.

This little island of culture was right in the heart of government central. As with many of downtown eateries and galleries, both Barton's and Michelangelo's were fabulous little finds that make you want to explore more.

Next time you're looking for someplace a little different to try, wander down to 17th and I Street! You won't be sorry.

Quaint Ain't All It Is - Old Folsom

2008-08-03T14:07:00.000-07:00

I have to start with my favorite picture from my exploration of Old Folsom. The star is Guinness and he actually posed for me. I love a good-looking redhead. Guinness was visiting Buffy's Barkery, a doggie treat shop, with his owner. Along with a great selection of treats that look like human fare, but are actually good for your pooch, the Barkery offers upscale accessories to make your beloved pet feel beloved.

Buffy's Barkery is at 711 Sutter Street, Suite E, in Old Town Folsom, and you enter from a wooden sidewalk that covers three block of Sutter Street. Most of the sidewalk is also covered by overhanging storefront and there are plenty of benches for just watching the world go by if you like. But that's going to be hard in Old Folsom, because there's so much to do.

Quaint is the definitive word for the atomsphere that has been so successfully created here. A stroll down the walkway will lead you through a retail community that is awash in antiques, places to eat and unique little shops that will lure you away from your bench in a heartbeat.

There are a couple of places for funky clothes; one is the "Fire House" and another is "Rides." At the Fire House you can load up on distinctive wear that meanders through slightly hippieish to funky, upscale club wear. There are also things for the Red Hat Society and accessories to brighten up any outfit that may have gotten a little staid. Rides offers the type of clothes and accessories you'd imagine a biker chick wearing, hence the name Rides. Just a sidenote here; I sincerely believe there's a biker chick in all of us, so most people will enjoy checking it out.

For a more sedate, but still playful adventure, try "Partea Time" a tea house and gift shop. Here again, is a business which offers the Red Hat ladies a place to meet, but it is also great for little ladies that want to have a tea party, or just the average everyday gal who wants a moment of quiet elegance. You get to pick your tea cup and a hat to wear if you like. What fun! This delightful little spot is located at 727 Sutter Street, just down from Buffy's.

Places to eat vary to accomodate every taste, from pizza at the "Hacienda Del Rio" or "Hop Sing's" for Chinese. There are several little places that offer gourmet dishes and ambiance. The stroll will uncover these for you, and perhaps even lead you right through a door to culinary heaven you hadn't anticipated even finding. Have fun with it.

Willams Carriage House Antiques is a great example of what you'll find if you're a treasure hunter. It's got a wide selection of pieces and lots little nooks and crannies to explore. It's also got a funky facade that will catch your eye, right across from Partea Time, at 728 Sutter Street.

There's much more to Old Town Folsom - like Sunday Farmer's Market, Railroad Museum and Interpretative area where you and the kids can even pan for gold - but that will have to wait for the next installment.

You can even hop the most modern transportation available - the Light Rail - right into the heart of Historic Folsom, then wander back in time, like the folks below did on a lovely Sunday afternoon.

A beloved community park

2008-07-29T18:07:00.000-07:00

I was a little lazy last weekend and hard pressed to go very far for an adventure, so I hopped on Hwy 80, took the Capital City Freeway loop, and was downtown from the Citrus Heights area in about 15 minutes. Of course, it was Sunday and the traffic was light. However, once I got there it took me another 20 minutes to locate my targeted destination, McKinley Park. That was simply a matter of getting turned around three times. It's actually easy to get there if you're just using your internal compass and natural intelligence (of which I was in short supply on Sunday apparently).

I never thought I could relax in a city park as I found myself doing that day. The weather was gorgeous. It was breezy and even a little too cool in the shade for a summer's day. But I wasn't complaining. I've just come from Phoenix!

Anyway, the park is lovely, unless you have an aversion or fear of ducks and geese, for they are obviously in charge of the pond and 50 feet in any directions. They're beautiful and people came with bags of feed for them. Squirrels are also in abundance and seem to be doing well in the food department as well. No skinny varmints in this neck of the woods.

A squadron of dragonflies, seeming to fly in formation, made a reconnaissance mission around one area of the park. What they were looking for - I have no idea. However, they were fun to watch and imagine them having radio conversations like the fighter pilots in old World War II movies. My imagination got away with me - a sure sign that the place was relaxing the old girl (me).

The place seemed way too deserted for its size. It's 275 acres are bound by Alhambra and McKinley Boulevard, and 33rd and H Streets, so we're not talking a tiny community park here. However, the area residents obviously use the park for walking, jogging, dog-walking and even horseshoes. One gentleman, who was very good, was out honing his skills, ringing the post almost every time.

There were tennis courts, a beautiful swimming pool (not open that day for some reason), lots of picnic tables, benches for resting and a truly grand playground. The playground was put in by a community group in 1984, and resembles a castle made out of wooden blocks. Two giant lions guard the gates.

Whether you just want some peace and quiet, or a place to take the kids for an outing, or a romantic spot to nuzzle a bit (I saw several couples walking hand-in-hand and sneaking a smooch when they could), this is the park for you. It's not that far from anywhere in the Sacramento area. On the plus side, there are several areas nearby to explore if you're an urban adventure seeker. You'll find interesting coffee houses or places for lunch that aren't on the national franchise list.

Live a little! Check out McKinley Park for yourself.

Roseville, Rocklin and Steinmart

2008-07-13T12:53:00.000-07:00

I went in search of the only Steinmart in the Sacramento area as if on a mission. In fact, I was on a mission. I work with some ladies that love to shop, and I personally know they are missing out on a great experience, as only one has ever been to a Steinmart. There are only 22 in the entire state of California. However, since I returned to California from Arizona, where there are seven of these glorious stores in the Phoenix area, I am a big fan of what I call the “funky” store.

Well, after some trepidatious wandering down the wrong highway, I consulted my map again and finally found Steinmart after only 30 minutes of hard looking. It was actually easy to find, if you don’t follow the directions of an 18-year-old stock boy from Camping World, right off of Highway 65. He was sweet, but come on, he’s only been driving for two years.

I don’t usually extol the virtues of chain stores, but I have to make an exception here. What I love about Steinmart is that where other “discount” stores carry the castoffs from other chains, Steinmart concentrates on high quality and often very unique items. I always find things there that are unusual and therefore, to me, desirable. I don’t want to wear what everyone else is wearing, although I often end up doing just that.

In addition to clothes, I’ve found shoes, jewelry, gifts and household items that I just loved. Their selection of decorative pillows can’t be beat and one of my nieces was the recipient of a beautiful set of multi-colored, hand-blown wineglasses from Czechoslovakia that I found there.

Now let’s talk prices. When I wanted a shower curtain that was rich-looking, I found a red and gold one that had been $35 and paid less than $7. You can’t even get a nice Wal-Mart shower curtain for $7. My watch, the first one I’ve worn in years, is a Bulova that started its retail life with a price tag of $199. I paid $19.99. It has been running on the original battery for almost two years and I love it.

The trick is taking advantage of their “red dot” sales and signing up for their “card”, which doesn’t really do anything for you except that then you get on their mailing list and they send you coupons regularly. If you combine a 20% coupon with the discounts, up to 75%, you walk away nearly feeling guilty for the amazing bargains you’ve just scored.

Okay, so the title promises more than Steinmart, but to be truthful I don’t have a lot to deliver on Roseville or Rocklin. Both are growing communities with lots of shopping opportunities. In Roseville, I wandered around until I found Vernon Street, a restored and celebrated downtown area, but didn’t find much to cause me to stop and explore. However, the old cottagy ( I think I just made a word up) homes in the downtown area lend a lot of charm. And of course, I found another bridge. The one pictured here is a footbridge over a little creek and the Roseville Veterans Memorial Hall is captured in the background. I really liked old Roseville, but if there is an old Rocklin, I didn’t manage to find it.

Don’t worry, I’ll explore again when I’m not so excited about Steinmart, so I can really concentrate and bring you more to explore yourselves in both Roseville and Rocklin.

Give yourself a treat and visit The Nugget

2008-07-08T21:49:00.000-07:00

Although The Nugget grocery store has a reputation for being appropriate for those with expensive tastes, when I visited the mercantile located in El Dorado Hills with the fanciful front pictured above, I found there were quite a few bargains and treats to be had. After all, $2.49 for 7-inch high cream puff has to be considered a bargain. This, of course, is one of the treats I bought myself.

The wine and cheese selections were incredible, again with many reasonable prices for various choices that go beyond what the normal grocery store offers.

In a section overflowing with natural facial solutions and odds and ends, I found a small basket I’ll use as a purse and Pacific soy candles that have incredible scents that actually seem to permeate a room. I bought just a couple of votives this time, to test out the brand, but I’ll be back to restock later, when I feel the need for another pastry treat and a moment of reprieve at the patio tables outside.

There was also a great supply of “take out”; Chinese, barbeque and the usual offering from a deli department, all arranged in an appetizing way.

I’m afraid I did not venture much into the more traditional grocery items, like dairy, produce, meat, etc. I was too caught up in the periphery and time was pressing. I knew I had just so much time, on July 4th, until the swimming pool that awaited me would cool and no longer appeal.

I bought my cream puff and a unique soda and sat on the patio, in the shade, enjoying them both. My eyes were far bigger than my stomach, for it was only a few bites into the gigantic pastry that I could not go on. Not for lack of flavor though. It was a lovely surprise to find that the filling was 100% heavy whipped cream – just like a cream puff is supposed to be.

So, if you get to visit a Nugget grocery store, there are a few around the Sacramento area, make it an experience and treat even if you do actually need milk and eggs.

Been to El Dorado Hills lately?

2008-07-05T15:15:00.000-07:00

Why does shopping have to be done in such ordinary, boring settings? That must have been the question the developers of the El Dorado Hills shopping complex asked themselves.

I had heard of The Nugget grocery store in El Dorado Hills and wanted to check it out for the blog, but I also wanted to see "Sex in the City" this weekend. So I combined the two outings and drove out to El Dorado Hills.

I was completely unprepared for the lovely setting the theatre towers over. Built like a European street scene, with more than one architectural style blended together, the shops line a street that ends at the theaters. Before you get there, however, there's a lovely pond with a fountain, bridge and courtyard, loomed over by a bell tower with a working bell that rings on the hour. I couldn't see whether or not the bell was the old-fashioned kind or an electronic model, but I really couldn't have cared less. The effect was the same. Calming, peaceful and able to carry one away to another time and place within seconds of its tolling.

The courtyard was nearly deserted, although one couple sat sharing soulful conversation and another older twosome strolled hand-in-hand.

I recommend the drive. The shopping center has all the usual stuff, drugstores, Starbucks, Chili's; and yet, it has several smaller, unique stores. The Nugget is well-worth the drive - so much so that it will have it's own little write-up later this week. Stand-by...

Bridges - Symbolic and beautiful

2008-07-01T18:02:00.000-07:00

I recently drove through the golden hills of Amador County, in particular down Fiddletown Road. This road runs along crevices where water runs during the spring, in creeks and in spots, simply rivelets. Across these temporary streams, there have been bridges built to cross from the road to the other side, where people have built homes.

It's a wonderful drive, especially if you like bridges. To me, bridges are highly symbolic, with expressions of "having reached the other side" and even more, "making a connection." So, personally, I love to see funky little bridges as well as the big beautiful ones you can find in and around Sacramento.

I was even able to find a bridge made by the joining of tree branches as they reached across Fiddletown Road towards each other.

The bridges drive was just one of the many wonders I experience everytime I head for the hills. There are so many amazing things to see if you're not simply plugging along staring aimlessly out the window as we are so often wont to do. Just paying a little attention can reap huge rewards in the hill country. Look for textures and juxtapositions. You'll quickly find old worn fenceposts, dating back a couple of decades sharing ground with an electric fence or telephone pole. Amidst a grassy field, there will be an old upended tree trunk with it's roots reaching for the sky.

Just look a little harder next time you're winding through the Gold Country and see if you don't find some bridges that interest you.

SAC rates in the Top 10

2008-06-21T10:50:00.000-07:00

Kiplinger's - the finance magazine - just released its picks for the Top 10 cities in which to live, work and play. Sacramento is #8 - that in spite of the fact that it is 21 points above the national cost of living average. Here's an excerpt from Kiplingers.com:

"We discovered that our numbers guru, Kevin Stolarick, hadn't steered us wrong. Stolarick, research director at the Martin Prosperity Institute, a think tank that studies economic prosperity, says: "Our formula highlights cities not just with strong past performance, but also with all the ingredients for future success." One key to a bright future is a healthy shot of people in the creative class. People in creative fields -- scientists, engineers, architects, educators, writers, artists and entertainers -- are catalysts of vitality and livability in a city.

"The cities that made our list also represent larger surrounding areas. And because we understand that city living isn't for everyone, we've highlighted some great suburbs, too."

Here are their picks:

No. 1: Houston,Texas
No. 2: Raleigh, N.C.
No. 3: Omaha, Neb.
No. 4: Boise, Idaho
No. 5: Colorado Springs, Colo.
No. 6: Austin, Texas
No. 7: Fayetteville, Ark.
No. 8: Sacramento, Calif.
No. 9: Des Moines, Iowa
No. 10: Provo, Utah

I certainly am a fan of Sacramento. I lived here more than 25 years ago, and honestly didn't really appreciate it for what it was - a city of diversity and personality, with an incredible array of things to do and places to see within a fifty-mile radius. The fact that you can do something different every weekend of the year, and not have to travel far is becoming more and more important as the gas prices rise exponentially.

In fact, it is the reason for my blog and eventual website SacramentoandBeyond.com. There is so much to write about; so many businesses to profile. I'm finally getting started for real. Within a couple of months, I will be able to publish the bare bones of the site, but I estimate it's going to take me until the beginning of 2009 to have the full site up and running. So it will be a work in progress in the beginning, but hopefully helpful anyway.

So, obviously, I'd vote for Sacramento to be Number One in the Top 10. Kiplinger's take note!

By the way, the photo is of a spot near Folsom Lake, very wooded and cool - a great place to visit today as we tip over the 100 degrees mark again.

Something to Treasure

2008-06-16T18:37:00.001-07:00

I took my nephews on an adventure this week to visit the State Capitol and it was indeed an adventure. We parked my car at the local Park and Ride for the Light Rail system and rode an hour each way on a great transportation system. The ride by car, after finding parking would have taken about 20-30 minutes less one way, but the relaxation factor of being let off only a couple of blocks from the Capitol was worth the time. Additionally, the fare for three people only cost $9.00 for all day. Frankly, I messed up and purchased the wrong tickets from the automated ticket dispenser and paid $12, but that we can chalk up to nervousness. As I told Sam, the younger nephew, seated on his brother Tom's lap above, it's not really an adventure unless there's a little danger involved, and whether or not I could get us there and back by light rail was an uncertainty in my mind - hence the "danger!"

One word of advice, pay attention to the things they post on the inside and outside of the train. The driver had to prompt me (over the loudspeaker) to push the button on the outside of the train to make the doors open. Yes, it was clearly posted. But there I stood waiting patiently for the doors to open by themselves. Too many movies with New York subway trains in them I guess!

We strolled to the Capitol from the rail stop and it was a truly wonderful walk. The trees, lawn and surrounding buildings left us oohing and ahhing the whole way. Yes, even the 10 and 14-year-old boys were interested the beauty of the place and the historical old buildings.

Then we had to go through a metal detector to get inside the Capitol, but admission was absolutely free! I suppose that’s the way it should be, because after all we pay for it, but I’m so used to having to ante up to get into anything, it was a pleasant surprise.

There are display cases for each of the counties and I was surprised that what's inside most of them is very amateurish, sort of like looking at a high school diorama, but it wasn’t discouraging at all. It was nice to know that everything in California doesn’t have to be “slick.”

The restored Governor’s office and attending rooms were true to the period. Old electric cords hung from the chandeliers, which were apparently the source of power in 1906 and all feeling of stepping back in time was very real.

The elegance of the tiled floors, brass-trimmed elevators and marvelously carved staircases lends a richness and importance to the place. From floor to ceiling, it is a wondrous place, leaving one proud to be a Californian.

I recommend you have your own adventure in the State Capitol as soon as you can. Take the kids. They will enjoy it and perhaps come away with a sense of reverence for the past.

The RV Life is About Adaptability

2008-06-09T19:20:00.000-07:00

I’m living in an RV park now and have called Wanda, my 23-foot RV, home for about three months now. I’ve spent about half that time separated from her, either housesitting for family or forced to park her and live with my sisters. Believe me when I say, actually living in her is the best thing that has happened to me in years.

But living in an RV has its challenges. Space or lack thereof can be something that requires getting used to. You become extremely clever in finding hiding places (more commonly referred to as storage) for all your must-haves, but ultimately living in reduced quarters means a reduction in “stuff.” When you have to choose between the CD’s you know you’ll listen to and the family silverware, if you are a true RV dweller you’ll find someone in the family to pass the heirlooms on to.

Maybe you’ll also discover that four plates are more than enough for little old you, because you can’t stuff them into a dishwasher and pull out a new one from your stack of eight repeatedly. There is no place for dirty dishes, except a tiny sink, which is smaller than a house's bathroom sink.

You’ll need to either communicate to family and friends that you really don’t need gifts of “things” anymore for Christmas and birthdays or decide to accept the gifts and just pass them on to lovely people who can really use them.

Chores take on a completely different meaning when you are no longer part of the house-dwelling world. Instead of spending the day vacuuming, dusting, scrubbing, trimming, mowing and raking, you will be spending much more time on leisure activities. On the downside, you will have to occasionally deal with dumping your sewage tank or leveling out the RV because your refrigerator isn’t working quite right. I’ll take the occasional smelly or irritating task rather than the constant slavery to a house, but then I know I’m the exception.

Finding a place that suits you to park your RV long term can be a bit of a challenge, because you and your rig are considered the low end of an already misunderstood breed of outcasts – the mobile homers. There are few parks with those “high end” doublewides that don’t look down their noses at you. It was a shock to my system to call a mobile home park and be told “We don’t do RVs” in a tone of voice would have been more appropriate if I had asked to erect an outhouse on their front lawn.

If you choose to become a full-time RVer you are in for a great lifestyle but many adjustments. If you are basically the adaptable type, no problem. But if you have any hesitations, then rent an RV and camp for a month. Try it for at least a week in a tent site, because you need to know if you can handle no electricity and limited water for short periods, because you will run into situations without those luxuries. While you’re trying out the life, imagine what in the world you will do with all your possessions. If you find you must have your life’s accumulations around you, it is a sign that the lifestyle really won’t do for you.

If you decide to join me, and thousands of others, on this adventure of mobility - good for you. You’ll probably find you have time to blog!

Everything's coming up roses!

2008-05-13T19:12:00.000-07:00

I've been gone for three weeks. Well, I haven't actually been gone, just busy. I've been learning my new job and that's it. Except for an excellent Mother's Day.

Believe it or not, it's hard to find a place to park my RV in Sacramento. Not many free spaces around and I found out that parking next to a house and living in my Wanda wasn't legal! So, a hasty retreat to my folks house resulted in Wanda and I living apart. She's in Pine Grove and I'm here in Folsom. I miss her.

Hoping to find a place to park this week and retrieving my home.

The job is still absolutely fantastic. Lots of forensic accounting, which I love and a very fun group. We are having a picnic lunch in the woods this Friday, which is oddly named "Walking Larry Day", after a former employee.

Last week, we hosted a luncheon at the Secretary of State office! That was quite cool.

I'm working with a bunch of chocoholics (which puts me in good company as I've always been addicted to the rich dark kind myself) and we go through bags of chocolate in a day. In spite of that, I've lost 32.5 pounds since leaving Maricopa. Yippee!

Anyway, life's good. I wish I could talk my daughter into coming out here, but other than that - I'm a lucky, lucky gal.

Sending you champagne wishes and caviar dreams!

Cushy, positive and fun - Can this really be a job?

2008-04-24T17:25:00.000-07:00

Alright, so I started work yesterday. Didn't quite know what to expect. I arrived at 8:30 a.m. to this bouquet on my desk, a plant from the branch manager and two very nice ladies standing there with big smiles to welcome me!

What a great way to start, right? Well, it got better.

First of all, the branch is located in a business center that has the following in its facilities: a relaxation room with a massage chair and a couch for INDIVIDUAL use (you just slide an IN USE sign across the door), two breakrooms(both equipped with flatscreen TVs that run all day and you are welcome to change the channel), free coffee or tea all day long (with three flavors of coffee, including creme brulee - my favorite)and continental breakfast every Friday until 10:30 a.m.

My supervisor, a very nice woman, took me out to Mimi's for lunch today, along with the gal who is training me. Left at 11:30, got back at 1:30 p.m. - no rush. The big boss is an incredibly nice and gentle man, who believes in empowering his people, and every thing in the office is done on a positive note. There are brief daily meetings during which people express themselves freely - not rudely - but honestly.

I cannot believe my luck! I woke up full of gratitude today.

I had been collecting signatures on petitions for the past couple of weeks to survive, so if you don't think I appreciate this gift from the Universe - well, let's just say you've never collected signatures for a living.

Best to all of you -

Folsom eatery delights

2008-04-20T14:18:00.000-07:00

Folsomites don't have to go far for a culinary adventure. Folsom Bistro, which has recently relocated, offers imaginative cuisine, as well as friendly and attentive service.

Chef Matthew Newton, pictured here in the bar area, prepared a perfectly cooked Duroc Pork Loin, thick and tender, for me last Thursday night, while my sister was treated to his Chicken Crepes in an incredible pesto cream sauce. Yes, we shared a bite of our dishes with each other.

The special appetizer of the evening was grilled artichokes served with a dipping sauce that also delighted the palette.

With dinner entrees ranging from $16 to $25 dollars and lunch sandwiches from $6 to $12 (for the Kobe Burger), the dining is not overly expensive.

Perhaps, the most delightful part of the experience was the pleasant interaction with our server Simone McKinley (also pictured) who smiled frequently and made sure we were well taken care of. Chef Newton made an appearance in the dining room to visit with guests and inquire after their meals.

So, try their latest creations at 6608 Folsom Auburn Road, Suite 1, Folsom, or call for more information at 916-990-0630.

After three full weeks of job hunting...

2008-04-19T13:30:00.000-07:00

I have a new job! I'm quite excited. Wednesday's the big day at 8:30 a.m. sharp! I actually can't wait.

The title is Office Administrator and the hours are 8 to 5 - Yay! Happily, the people seem absolutely wonderful. This job will give me the time to get my website up and running. I'm also back hard at work on a novel I've been ignoring since I took up editing the Maricopa Monitor.

I actually have another interview for a newspaper (my second newspaper interview) set for Tuesday, but I think I'll probably skip it. I really don't want to stay in the business. Need my writing brain cells for my own projects.

So, that's it! I'm an employed woman again. A job isn't such a bad thing.

PS - I've lost weight, too. Which is why you have a new picture of me to gaze at! What? You weren't gazing. Well, get busy on that!

Volcano offers visitors a variety of sights

2008-04-14T12:36:00.000-07:00

I personally love history, so every historical site can keep me spellbound for an inordinate period of time. The tiny former gold-mining town of Volcano is a treasure trove for history nuts, but there's some "modern day" fun to be had too.

It was the Mi-Wok Indians that first inhabited the Volcano valley, and not until 1848 did white men settle into the forested Mother Lode area and begin mining for gold.

If you come in from Hwy 88, the first building you see is the St. George Hotel & Bar (see the picture of the front porch and watch for a coming story on it), followed by a general store and gift shops. Across the street is an open-air amphitheater (where they still stage productions)and dilapidated buildings that interest and inspire, along with a gallery or two. Round the corner at the end of the street and you'll find the Union Inn, where I picked up a walking tour map. The slogan for Volcano is "The Gem of the Mother Lode" and the offerings include things like the "Old Abe Cannon" and a schoolhouse dating from 1855.

Step into the shops of Nancy's Handcrafted Gifts, the little octagon shop pictured here and the one beside it, and you're likely to find something you just have to have. She carries her own handmade items and some wonderful handcrafted glass beads made by Vickie Lee. She's open from Friday through Sunday year round, but if you need more information call her at (209)296-4141.

At the Union Inn bar you'll find two spunky ladies, Proprietress Laurie Lockhart (at right in the picture) and Kimberely Milo, her assistant manager (the blonde). Sidle up to the bar for a cocktail or a soda, and they'll welcome you with big smiles. For more information on the hotel, give them a call at (209)296-7711 or visit their website at this link Volcano Union Inn.

These are just a few of the things that you can experience in Volcano, population 102 plus or minus!

Keep watching this site for more blurbs, articles and musings on the Gold Country and more.

B's Balderdash Antiques - The hosts for the weekend

2008-04-14T10:23:00.000-07:00

Well, if you didn't already know, my parents, Nancy and Tully Bryant, are antique dealers and gurus. They've been in business 22 years, following in the footsteps of my grandparents, Mette and W.D. Bee, who were in the business for 20 years.

My mother loves the primitive stuff, while Dad's more into the fancies. Mom collects pewter. Dad's a silver hound. Together they have a wealth of knowledge and regulars who sell their estate items to them because they can be trusted to give a fair price.

They used to have a shop of their own, but now B's Balderdash operates with seven booths in an antique mall in Pine Grove, Frontier Antiques. The mall is located at 20200 Hwy 88, in Pine Grove, on the way to Lake Tahoe. If you'd like to stop by and check them out, call the mall at(209)296-3311 for directions. If you're looking for a particular piece, my folks probably have it or know where to look for it, so email them at balderdash@volcano.net.

PICTURED HERE ARE: The Frontier sign so you know what to look for. Nancy and Tully in one of their booths. My baby picture (I was too cute for words.) A jewelry case in one of their booths, followed by another booth shot.

A Weekend in "God's Country"

2008-04-13T21:13:00.000-07:00

When I was a girl, my parents bought 40 acres on the top of hill outside Sutter Creek, California. We would camp out there in a 13 ft. trailer with a covered deck my father added on in front. With two adults and us four girls, sleeping space included the bed of the Chevy pickup we rode up in.

We went nearly every weekend for years. There are many great stories associated with "the property" as we called it, which hopefully I'll eventually get around to writing about either here or in a book.

For years, whenever my folks told people we were going to the property, they would say, "We're going to God's country." Well, as a kid that doesn't mean a thing. But going back to visit the area 40 plus years later, it the vision is clear. My folks have since built a house on the property, sold it, and moved several times. But they still live in the general area and they were kind enough to give me a ride through the countryside on Saturday.

I found myself oohing and ahhing throughout the drive and made my Dad stop the car over and over for me to take pictures - 70 in all. So I'm going to post a new chapter of that tour everyday with just a few of the pictures.

There's a lot going on in the Gold Country (that's the official name for the area) and I'll try to start putting up little blurbs about events, etc. I'm starting to get local visitors to the blog - Yay. As many of you know, I plan to ultimately start a website for just that purpose - telling people what treasures there are to find in the areas BEYOND Sacramento. Get it?

The first photo is of the grounds of a winery we visited - Villa Toscano. Shot number two is of a creek that I took as we drove through it. Image number three is one side of Main Street, Volcano, California and last, but it is my favorite, a wonderful country barn between Volcano and Fiddletown.

Have a wonderful day!

More pictures from the Galleria de Laura

2008-04-09T11:52:00.000-07:00

While alone in my sister's house yesterday, I skulked (yes, that is a real word) about and took a few more pictures of her artwork. I passed on the praise for the others and thought you all might like to see more.

Oh, by the way, I had the sunflowers going the wrong way - so you might want to go back and view that one again!

More later the afternoon!

The Universe has a sense of humor

2008-04-07T20:30:00.000-07:00

So, the first job that becomes available to me is a temp job - lasting three or four months - covering a pregnancy leave for a lawyer's office. I got exciting thinking "Finally" and as the woman is telling me the contact information I can't believe what I'm hearing.

The gentleman's name rings a bell and I suddenly realize that it is a guy I worked for back in 1981 for about six weeks, until I quit because he was such a jerk. That job led me to try my hand at driving a cab. Of course, I told the gal "I don't want to work for him again" and she was very nice about it.

But can you believe that the first and only job so far to come my way is working for someone I worked unhappily for more than 25 years ago? I'm telling you - the Universe is run by one funny guy (or gal, as the case may be.) It took me about a half hour to recover from the shock of that one.

Had a financial windfall today! Yippee! So, it all evens out in the end.

Be good you citizens and beware of a prankster running loose in the corporate offices of the Universe!

Goodbye to Henrietta

2008-04-06T13:40:00.000-07:00

Well, I've left the Folsom Lake Recreation Area for a slab next to a home. I've given up the outdoors life for the comforts of electricity and running water. Actually, I'm right in the heart of suburbia now, with Starbucks around the corner and all the megastores about 10 blocks away. Not a permanent solution for me, but a cheap, temporary one. In each place I stay, my goal is to appreciate what it has to offer. And this one is safe, "electrified" and near everything I could need.

However, I had to say goodbye to my almost daily visitor, Henrietta. Here she is forging for morsels. I saw her through the trees with a female friend the first day, and then all but one day afterwards by herself. I actually thought she was a Hank, until I looked her up on the internet and found that she didn't have the requisite plummage to be a male, or a certain style of strutting.

So, fair turkey damsel - farewell. Gobble, gobble, to you, too.

Country roads take me home...

2008-04-04T14:27:00.000-07:00

I still haven't got any good news to report on the job hunt, but I've been consoling myself nicely. I took a drive around Folsom Lake day before yesterday and look what I found!

This is definitely one of the most beautiful areas I've ever been to. Absolutely deserted on a Wednesday. It was so quiet that is was a bit spooky, especially where the trees grow so close that everything is in shade.

I kept driving around a corner and gasping at the beauty. I hope you all like these photos. Folsom is going to be a my first "and beyond" for the website and I'm working that up now.

Have a FABULOUS weekend all you inhabitants of the Universe!

Rousted by the Rangers

2008-04-01T11:26:00.000-07:00

Well, I have nothing much to do but post to this blog as I haven't obtained a job yet! Boo Hoo! Well, I can't expect miracles I suppose, although it would be great to have one occur right about...NOW!...Nope nothing! I'll keep you posted on the miracle watch.

But I did have an interesting night! Indeed! The men in uniform, park rangers, knocked on the RV door at 10:30 p.m. - in the dead of the night. Scared the begeezus out of me. I asked who it was and on the third request they finally identified themselves. They didn't have a record of anyone camping in that space. My tag on the window wasn't enough, so I produced a receipt and they apologized and went on their merry way. One guy, the big one, was very much a young Boss Hog, with a wad of tobaccy in his lower lip, and the smaller one was the embarrassed sidekick.

I had been reading, so it wasn't so awful.

Send good thoughts my way.

Deal or No Deal - No Deal!

2008-03-30T15:57:00.000-07:00

Well, I had decided to give it a try getting on "Deal Or No Deal" because there was a local tryout - right here in little old Folsom. But when I arrived (or got as close as I could) the traffic was backed up for a mile and the police were out directing traffic. People were hiking in from the transit station with their collapsible chairs on their backs. Long waits aren't really my thing - so instead I washed my clothes at a laundromat for the first time in years and years and then went to lunch with my folks. Not quite the excitement of Howie and the girls, but oh well. What can you expect from a woman whose favorite place is in the nest pictured here? I love it - warm, cozy and a good view of my neighbors, when there are some.

Have a spectacular week! See, those of you who choose to check in get a special blessing!

The Artist - Dinner at my sister's house

2008-03-28T13:30:00.001-07:00

Well, my family is keeping me well-fed. I've only had to provide my own dinners twice since I arrive in Sacramento! Last night, I had the pleasure of a wonderful pasta dish created by my sister, Laura and prepared in part by my brother-in-law, John. Two glasses of wine and a full belly later, I started taking some pictures of Laura's artwork. I think she's really good, but convincing her of that is another story.

Besides these over-sized flowers, she has done these tiny little pictures of roosters and fish. Very, very detailed and each one only about 2 inches tall - if that. If you think she's good too, please respond here. It will boost her confidence. Then I can help her market her talent and get rich off the agent fees!

My Hangout - The Folsom Library

2008-03-28T13:27:00.001-07:00

As I sit here in the Folsom Library, hoping that I will be working on Monday, I am alternately planning my claim to fame. I'm going to try out for "Deal or No Deal" on Saturday. They are having auditions right here in River City (I mean Folsom!).

In and Around Folsom

2008-03-26T12:06:00.000-07:00

So, for the past three days I've gone to the Folsom Library to look for a job online. The trip from my campsite to this wonderful library is 3.5 miles. On the way, I get to go over a bridge across the American River, drive through a portion of downtown Folsom, pass by incredible, historical homes and finally arrive at a comfortable, state-of-the-art new library, where all my needs are fulfilled (job hunting anyway!).

The beginning of my journey here has been wonderful. I have an interview tomorrow and will probably have another by the end of the day. So, things are looking up.

This morning I was woken up at the campsite by wild turkeys gobbling and making their way through the brush. As I had my morning coffee, I watched a squirrel eating an acorn.

To all, a good day!

My front yard

2008-03-24T18:41:00.000-07:00

Was just dying to get this up! Can't get more relaxing can it!

From Folsom Lake to where?

2008-03-24T13:40:00.000-07:00

I've landed in Sacramento, and today I'm trying to get my head around that. I've signed up for a campground for two weeks and spent last night there. It was so peaceful and nice. I'm surrounded by oak trees.

Vanessa, my daughter, and I had a long, uneventful trip up, with only one incident. It scared me a bit, but she kept her head. We were looking for a Wal-Mart and got lost. Turned down a dead-end street and couldn't turn Wanda and the tow-dolly around. I got the Yaris stuck by trying to give the chains around the tires a little slack and rolling right over the barrier to the other side of the dolly. Bad Kathy! We prevailed on a nice man who lived in this upscale neighborhood and he helped us get Bebe (my Yaris) off the dolly, turn the dolly around by hand and reload Bebe. We gave him a nice bottle of wine and many, many hugs and were on our way.

Vanessa got to visit with family for one night and a morning and then flew back to Arizona. I have been doing the rounds with family ever since. Last night was the first time on my own. This morning and afternoon has been spent trying to figure out mail and jobs. I'm getting a handle on it. Really I am.

About the trip - 17 hours of driving - but it really wasn't bad. I find there aren't that many people ready to jump into an RV and take off. I'm collecting strange looks from everyone, including one of my sisters, who didn't realize I was actually planning on living in Wanda permanently. When I told her, she arched one brow and said, "Reeaallly?"

So, wish me luck temporary job hunting tomorrow. I'll need it. May your days be filled with quiet moments of revere.

The World is my oyster

2008-03-06T12:27:00.000-08:00

I'm about to leave little old Maricopa. Only 12 days left and one more newspaper to put out. I have very mixed feelings about the whole thing.

I'm incredibly excited about taking up a new adventure, but sad to be leaving people who I've come to know and care about. I'm really sad to leave a city in so much disarray. For the past week or so, there has been a string of people coming through my door or calling me on the phone to express dismay at my leaving.

It would take a huge ego to accept all of that as a credit to me personally. I am grateful, however, that there are those who feel I've contributed something here. I really did try hard.

As overwhelming as things are right now, I hope that Maricopans will stay involved. Ultimately, the only thing that will keep these people, the City Council and their staff, on the straight and narrow is the attention of their constituents.

I'm off to start a new endeavor and anxious to get underway. I'm headed for Sacramento, California, but not about to stop there. I'm moving into a motorhome named Wanda, and will be tooling around the West Coast and then onto the rest of the country.

As I go, I'm going to uploading pictures and giving a little travel log about my journey. But I'm also going to be keeping an eye on Maricopa. I'm sure I'll have a little bit to say about what's going on.

Signing off for now - Kathy L. Hall - Citizen of the Universe