The varied members of San Diego Romney clan, move to TJ to save rent, family takes prostitute back to Penasquitos, Rio Alamar, rare fruit growers, Afro puffs, Bread & Cie, Nathan Fletcher
I thought about the spring day my two hiking buddies and I were off-trail, crashing through dense thickets of tangled brush. It was growing dark, and the three of us had gotten separated. I stopped to rest and happened to look down and I saw a plastic pipe. I wondered why an irrigation tube would be way out there.
By Chuck Harper, Feb. 8, 2012
Miles Romney, the Dancin’ CPA, is the life of the party at Petco Park.
It is Matt Romney who takes public credit for calling his part of the Romney clan to San Diego County. “My wife and I looked at a map, and we were looking at areas where my family lived, and we wanted to be near family,” Matt told the North County Times. “But not knowing where they’d end up, we decided that we’d pick a nice place where we could attract them to come."
By Matt Potter, Oct. 24, 2012
The author’s two-story 3300-square-foot house in Tijuana rented for just $500 per month, $300 less than the one-bedroom San Diego apartment from which he’d been evicted.
Maybe the cheap rent and cost of living south of the border would give us some room to breathe, along with a chance of putting money back in our pockets. Because our American reality was that we didn’t have enough money to pay the rent, and moving to a different apartment was out of the question. I had about two-thirds of the current amount due in my pocket. In San Diego, all that would get us was evicted.
The entire drive back home to San Diego is dominated by Kelly’s blabbering. She’s on drugs. Textbook speedy. “I hope they don’t find me,” she says, “’cause they’ll hurt me.”
“Tomorrow, we’re gonna figure it out,” says her mother, who is also in the car.
“Sept. 19, 2012
A steel and concrete channel will replace the Rio Alamar’s open space.
If things go as planned, this patch of raw nature will soon be bulldozed. The stream will be encased in cement, and the remaining floodplain will be filled and graded for a new highway. This is phase three of a government works project in which the entire length of Rio Alamar, one of Tijuana’s last natural streambeds, is being channelized.
By Dave Good, Sept. 5, 2012
Cutting jackfruit at the California Rare Fruit Growers club meeting in Balboa Park
Heading toward the back yard, I take note of guavas — ‘strawberry’ and ‘red’ types — and a pomelo (antecedent of the grapefruit) in hyper-fragrant blossom. A few feet away, low pots hold young blueberries, a little blue coming into the green. Oregon, Washington, Minnesota, or Maine — sure — but San Diego? Can these be any good?
By Moss Gropen, Aug. 22, 2012
Jim Coit: “Suddenly, I find myself staring at 22 videos on how to build and trigger a pipe bomb."
News reports stated that Connie Hoagland had left her job at a daycare center that afternoon and gone out to her truck, which was parked on the street. There was a terrible explosion. Connie was injured and taken to a hospital. There were unconfirmed rumors that it was a pipe bomb.
By Eva Knott, Aug. 15, 2012
I’m overjoyed my daughter loves her hair. I’m afraid there will come a day when she tells me she wishes it were long, straight, and yellow.
My three-year-old daughter has a beautiful Afro. It’s big and round (unless she’s leaned back in her car seat and flattened it), and most importantly, she loves it. After I use the pick to roundify it, I adorn it with one of the brightly colored headbands I purchased at the Rite Aid on Adams Avenue ($4.99 for a pack of six). My daughter runs to the full-length mirror in my bedroom, where she dances and sings, “I’m a princess! Shake your booty!”
By Elizabeth Salaam, July 11, 2012
Lorena uses a lame to score the dough before it goes into the stone hearth oven to bake.
Behind the glass that separates the kitchen from the customers at Bread & Cie Bakery and Café in Hillcrest, steam heat pours from the oven. Patrons gather at the wraparound counter, pointing to this loaf or that quiche as the line to order swells. If he sees the line beginning to snake, Charles Kaufman, owner of Bread & Cie, assists the staff in taking orders.
By Maryann Castronovo, July 4, 2012
Nathan with his half-brother, Navy Lt. Jonathan Farley
The saga of Nathan Fletcher and his mother Sherrie involves a series of men, a nasty custody battle, bankruptcy, divorces and remarriages, children and stepchildren, and the death of a husband. In all, Sherrie has been married four times. Though she has managed to hold her life together, it has not always been easy.
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The varied members of San Diego Romney clan, move to TJ to save rent, family takes prostitute back to Penasquitos, Rio Alamar, rare fruit growers, Afro puffs, Bread & Cie, Nathan Fletcher
The varied members of San Diego Romney clan, move to TJ to save rent, family takes prostitute back to Penasquitos, Rio Alamar, rare fruit growers, Afro puffs, Bread & Cie, Nathan Fletcher
The varied members of San Diego Romney clan, move to TJ to save rent, family takes prostitute back to Penasquitos, Rio Alamar, rare fruit growers, Afro puffs, Bread & Cie, Nathan Fletcher
I thought about the spring day my two hiking buddies and I were off-trail, crashing through dense thickets of tangled brush. It was growing dark, and the three of us had gotten separated. I stopped to rest and happened to look down and I saw a plastic pipe. I wondered why an irrigation tube would be way out there.
By Chuck Harper, Feb. 8, 2012
Miles Romney, the Dancin’ CPA, is the life of the party at Petco Park.
It is Matt Romney who takes public credit for calling his part of the Romney clan to San Diego County. “My wife and I looked at a map, and we were looking at areas where my family lived, and we wanted to be near family,” Matt told the North County Times. “But not knowing where they’d end up, we decided that we’d pick a nice place where we could attract them to come."
By Matt Potter, Oct. 24, 2012
The author’s two-story 3300-square-foot house in Tijuana rented for just $500 per month, $300 less than the one-bedroom San Diego apartment from which he’d been evicted.
Maybe the cheap rent and cost of living south of the border would give us some room to breathe, along with a chance of putting money back in our pockets. Because our American reality was that we didn’t have enough money to pay the rent, and moving to a different apartment was out of the question. I had about two-thirds of the current amount due in my pocket. In San Diego, all that would get us was evicted.
The entire drive back home to San Diego is dominated by Kelly’s blabbering. She’s on drugs. Textbook speedy. “I hope they don’t find me,” she says, “’cause they’ll hurt me.”
“Tomorrow, we’re gonna figure it out,” says her mother, who is also in the car.
“Sept. 19, 2012
A steel and concrete channel will replace the Rio Alamar’s open space.
If things go as planned, this patch of raw nature will soon be bulldozed. The stream will be encased in cement, and the remaining floodplain will be filled and graded for a new highway. This is phase three of a government works project in which the entire length of Rio Alamar, one of Tijuana’s last natural streambeds, is being channelized.
By Dave Good, Sept. 5, 2012
Cutting jackfruit at the California Rare Fruit Growers club meeting in Balboa Park
Heading toward the back yard, I take note of guavas — ‘strawberry’ and ‘red’ types — and a pomelo (antecedent of the grapefruit) in hyper-fragrant blossom. A few feet away, low pots hold young blueberries, a little blue coming into the green. Oregon, Washington, Minnesota, or Maine — sure — but San Diego? Can these be any good?
By Moss Gropen, Aug. 22, 2012
Jim Coit: “Suddenly, I find myself staring at 22 videos on how to build and trigger a pipe bomb."
News reports stated that Connie Hoagland had left her job at a daycare center that afternoon and gone out to her truck, which was parked on the street. There was a terrible explosion. Connie was injured and taken to a hospital. There were unconfirmed rumors that it was a pipe bomb.
By Eva Knott, Aug. 15, 2012
I’m overjoyed my daughter loves her hair. I’m afraid there will come a day when she tells me she wishes it were long, straight, and yellow.
My three-year-old daughter has a beautiful Afro. It’s big and round (unless she’s leaned back in her car seat and flattened it), and most importantly, she loves it. After I use the pick to roundify it, I adorn it with one of the brightly colored headbands I purchased at the Rite Aid on Adams Avenue ($4.99 for a pack of six). My daughter runs to the full-length mirror in my bedroom, where she dances and sings, “I’m a princess! Shake your booty!”
By Elizabeth Salaam, July 11, 2012
Lorena uses a lame to score the dough before it goes into the stone hearth oven to bake.
Behind the glass that separates the kitchen from the customers at Bread & Cie Bakery and Café in Hillcrest, steam heat pours from the oven. Patrons gather at the wraparound counter, pointing to this loaf or that quiche as the line to order swells. If he sees the line beginning to snake, Charles Kaufman, owner of Bread & Cie, assists the staff in taking orders.
By Maryann Castronovo, July 4, 2012
Nathan with his half-brother, Navy Lt. Jonathan Farley
The saga of Nathan Fletcher and his mother Sherrie involves a series of men, a nasty custody battle, bankruptcy, divorces and remarriages, children and stepchildren, and the death of a husband. In all, Sherrie has been married four times. Though she has managed to hold her life together, it has not always been easy.