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40 Years Ago This Week

There will be no mass burial of Guyana murder-suicide victims in Marin. Spokesman for the Bahia Valley Memorial Park in Novato said that objections by the Novato community and others whose relatives are buried at Bahia caused them to reconsider a proposal to allow the mass burial.

Directors at Bahia Valley at first agreed to consider the idea as a humanitarian gesture, but after receiving about 30 phone calls from Marinites who feared the cemetery would attract swarms of curious sightseers, they notified the federal government a Marin burial was unacceptable.—Jan. 26–Feb. 1, 1979

50 Years Ago This Week

There is a bit of an uproar in Sausalito these days over the proposal to build an apartment complex for “swinging singles” on the site of the old whiskey factory. Objections have been lodged on many grounds, some of them more firm than others.

If the complex doesn’t pass muster because of zoning or building codes or something of that sort, that’s fine. But a disquieting aspect of the debate has been an undercurrent of feeling that swinging single people aren’t “our kind of people.”

On one level the objection is very funny. For decades Sausalito has been a hotbed of swinging single people. If they were to all move out tomorrow, the town’s economy would collapse.—Jan. 24–Jan. 30, 1969

Take Note

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When playwright August Wilson died in 2005, he left behind a body of work that has become a staple of American theater. As much a documentarian as a poet and author, the 10 plays (Jitney, Fences, et al.) of Wilson’s Century (or Pittsburgh) Cycle chronicle the 20th-century African-American experience mostly through the lives of the residents of Pittsburgh’s Hill District, where Wilson grew up.

In 2002, Wilson stepped away from the Cycle and turned to himself as his subject with How I Learned What I Learned, running now at Mill Valley’s Marin Theatre Company in partnership with San Francisco’s Lorraine Hansberry Theatre and Oakland’s Ubuntu Theater Project.

Directed with obvious love by Margo Hall and starring Steven Anthony Jones as Wilson, the show is a 110-minute, intermission-less conversation between the author and the audience. It’s not a “greatest hits” review, but a look back at the life experiences that shaped Wilson as a young man and the people he encountered along the way. Those familiar with Wilson’s work will recognize some people as the basis for characters or plot elements in his work.

Set on a simple stage against a backdrop of sheets of paper hanging like laundry drying on a line, each of Wilson’s often humorous reminiscences is announced by a projection of a typewritten title. After a quick review of the African-American experience through 1863, it begins with his decision to move out of his mother’s house and zig-zags through his experiences as a young man seeking work, his neighborhood interactions, his dalliances, his time in jail, his discovery of jazz, and the indignities he suffered because of the color of his skin.

From an early job interview that ended with a warning not to steal, to being asked to stop mowing a lawn because the white homeowner objected to a black man being on her property, to the difficulties in cashing a check, the show’s most powerful moments are those in which Wilson reminds us that the respect of others won’t come without respect of self.

Steven Anthony Jones is a marvelous storyteller who, though he struggled a bit with lines on opening night, completely captured the audience by the time the lights had dimmed. August Wilson may be gone, but Jones brings him roaring back to life with an entertaining, enraging and eye-opening evening of solo theater.

 

‘How I Learned What I Learned’ runs Tuesday–Sunday through Feb. 3 at Marin Theatre Company, 397 Miller Ave., Mill Valley. 415.388.5208. $25–$60. marintheatre.org.

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Most states that have not yet legalized pot will see bills filed this year. It’s a long way from filing a bill to seeing it pass, but there are at least eight states that have some chance of getting a bill through this year.

Connecticut Incoming Democratic Gov. Ned Lamont is a strong supporter of legalization and has vowed to get it done in his first 100 days in office. Lamont is blessed with strong Democratic majorities in both the House and Senate, and has a progressive caucus that sees legalization as a moneymaker for the state.

Illinois Incoming Democratic Gov. J. B. Pritzker is another new chief executive who made marijuana legalization a key plank of his platform. With the Democrats in control of both houses as well as the governorship, Illinois could soon join Michigan as a Midwestern marijuana outpost.

New Jersey Well, it’s taken longer than the 100 days Democratic Gov. Phil Murphy promised when he took office a year ago, but the Garden State is teetering on the verge of legalization right now. In November, committees in both the Assembly and the Senate approved a legalization bill, but final approval was delayed.

New York For years, Andrew Cuomo staunchly opposed marijuana legalization, but the Dem governor reversed course last year. After a Health Department study that found legalization’s positive effects outweighed its negatives, he unveiled his legalization plan with a proposal for a heavily taxed and highly regulated industry.

Delaware A bill to legalize marijuana won a majority in a House floor vote last year but fell short of the super-majority needed under state law, because it included a taxation component. While that bill’s authors both retired, so did a number of House members who either voted against it or abstained.

Minnesota Incoming Gov. Tim Walz wants to legalize marijuana, and his Democratic Farm Labor Party took control of the House in the November elections. Incoming House Speaker Melissa Hortman hasn’t endorsed the notion, but did say marijuana reform will be taken up in that chamber this year.

New Mexico Incoming Democratic Gov. Michelle Lujan Grisham favors marijuana legalization, arguing that it would be a boon to the state’s economy. Democrats control both the House and the Senate, and House Speaker Brian Egolf says if a bill made it to the House floor “it would probably pass.”

Rhode Island Gov. Gina Raimondo is a recent and somewhat reluctant convert to the cause. House Speaker and fellow Democrat Nicholas Mattiello has been similarly reluctant, but, like Raimondo, is feeling the pressure of looming legalization in neighboring states.

This article was produced by Drug Reporter, a project of the Independent Media Institute.

By Philip Smith

Hands On

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North Bay songwriter Timothy O’Neil has spent his life steeped in folk music. As a solo artist and as the namesake for his four-man Timothy O’Neil Band, which he formed five years ago, he has walked the walk with national tours and local accolades.

Last year, O’Neil and his band set a new course in their Americana adventures with the release of the group’s sophomore album, All Hands on Deck, O’Neil’s most soulful music to date. The Timothy O’Neil Band play off the new record on Jan. 26 at Smiley’s Saloon in Bolinas.

Growing up in Southern California with a folk-singer mother, O’Neil was playing guitar and piano by the age of six. “Music was always ingrained in me,” he says. “Not forced on me—I just always wanted it.”

O’Neil got his first taste of the North Bay 15 years ago when he visited the Sonoma State University campus out of high school. Graduating from SSU in 2008, he fell in love with the region and has been a fixture on the local scene ever since, releasing his first solo album, Hangovers and Hospitals, at age 25 and performing regularly around Sonoma, Napa and Marin County. That’s how he met and began playing with longtime North Bay musician (and now New Orleans resident) Frankie Boots.

“We started getting out of the garage and started touring,” O’Neil says. “That whet my chops in terms of gigging, booking and gaining a new respect for being a bandleader and not just a guy with a voice.”

O’Neil’s music is a combination of steam-punk anthems and blue-collar folk ballads, and All Hands on Deck is a culmination of those ideals, with songs about sailing the high seas and wodes to trekking across the country and making memories along the way.

“I feel like a lot of my other records are about struggling, heartbreak and hardships of life,” says O’Neil. “This record is much more about the positivity of traveling, camaraderie, brotherhood and experiences both negative and positive that end up shaping you.”

Joined by bassist Brian Crites, mandolinist Tony Gibson and banjo player Eric “Sweden” Harriman, the band is much more, as O’Neil makes clear, than the name implies.

“This album would not be anything without Brian, Tony and Sweden,” O’Neil says. “Those guys are my family.”

Timothy O’Neil Band play on Saturday, Jan. 26, at Smiley’s Saloon, 41 Wharf Road, Bolinas. 9pm. $10; 21 and over. 415.868.1311.

Letters

Busy Bodies

When Supervisor Rodoni’s gang of wealthy environmental extremists got Drakes Bay Oyster Farm shut down, we were left with the Tomales Bay shellfish, with all their disadvantages, as our only local alternative. Whereas the Drakes oysters were large, plump and actually tasted of the ocean, the Tomales Bay substitutes are small and overpriced, and, as we now see, susceptible to disease organisms washing down from the dairy farms and waterfront homes built along that narrow estuary.

Now these well-heeled busy-bodies want to take the San Geronimo Golf Course away from us and dig it up in the vain hope of encouraging more fish to breed in the creeks. How many fish are we realistically looking at? Fifty, a hundred? Sure. Grant money is what these folks really hope to raise from these futile efforts. Grant money, government money for bike parks, garden plots, a little bit of housing vainly trying to compete with market forces which make Marin the most expensive garden spot in the country.

With tens of thousands of acres of less than superbly managed open space already on top of us, why take the exquisite beauty of the golf course and let it become a weed patch? Most of us do not play golf, yet the golf course is a central feature of where we live, giving us joy and a sense of place here in the valley. Notice only that most of the mail that rabidly supports tearing it down comes from outside the valley and from a lot of newcomers who just don’t get it.

Alex Easton-Brown

Lagunitas

Hero & Zero

Hero
PG&E gets a bad rap (to put it mildly), but last week, two of their employees courageously saved a man’s life after he fell down a 30-foot cliff in West Marin. Supervisor Todd Beesley and lineman Daniel Linn were working on downed power lines along Lucas Valley Road when they saw a man fall and hit his head on a rock. The pair called 911, then rushed down the cliff and found the unconscious man face-down in flooded Nicasio Creek. They pulled him from the water and rendered aid while waiting for the first responders. Once help arrived, the man was transported to Marin General Hospital in serious condition. “Without these two witnessing the event and taking such swift action, there would have been little chance of the man’s survival,” Marin County Fire Department battalion chief Jeremey Pierce said. True heroes, indeed.
Zero
Hunger pangs thwarted three Marin burglary suspects who took a taco break during their crime spree. The lawlessness began when the trio allegedly broke into a car at the Golden Gate Bridge Vista Point on Friday afternoon. While a California Highway Patrol officer took the theft report, the victim’s credit card company reported that the card was being used at Best Buy in San Rafael. CHP alerted the San Rafael Police Department, and an officer arrived in time to see the suspects fleeing in a vehicle. A CHP motor officer driving into work saw the car and started pursuit. A wild ride ensued from San Rafael to the Golden Gate Bridge. The suspects thought they got off scot-free, but they were wrong. A CHP airplane watched their every move, including their stop at a taqueria on Irving Street. The flight officer notified the San Francisco police about the luncheon and they dashed in to apprehend the three Mensa members. Keison Lee, Tahj Reagan and Pierre Vines were arrested on suspicion of burglary, grand theft and quite a few other transgressions.

Hero & Zero

Hero

PG&E gets a bad rap (to put it mildly), but last week, two of their employees courageously saved a man’s life after he fell down a 30-foot cliff in West Marin. Supervisor Todd Beesley and lineman Daniel Linn were working on downed power lines along Lucas Valley Road when they saw a man fall and hit his head on a rock. The pair called 911, then rushed down the cliff and found the unconscious man face-down in flooded Nicasio Creek. They pulled him from the water and rendered aid while waiting for the first responders. Once help arrived, the man was transported to Marin General Hospital in serious condition. “Without these two witnessing the event and taking such swift action, there would have been little chance of the man’s survival,” Marin County Fire Department battalion chief Jeremey Pierce said. True heroes, indeed.

Zero

Hunger pangs thwarted three Marin burglary suspects who took a taco break during their crime spree. The lawlessness began when the trio allegedly broke into a car at the Golden Gate Bridge Vista Point on Friday afternoon. While a California Highway Patrol officer took the theft report, the victim’s credit card company reported that the card was being used at Best Buy in San Rafael. CHP alerted the San Rafael Police Department, and an officer arrived in time to see the suspects fleeing in a vehicle. A CHP motor officer driving into work saw the car and started pursuit. A wild ride ensued from San Rafael to the Golden Gate Bridge. The suspects thought they got off scot-free, but they were wrong. A CHP airplane watched their every move, including their stop at a taqueria on Irving Street. The flight officer notified the San Francisco police about the luncheon and they dashed in to apprehend the three Mensa members. Keison Lee, Tahj Reagan and Pierre Vines were arrested on suspicion of burglary, grand theft and quite a few other transgressions.

Make ’em Laugh

Jon S. Baird’s biopic Stan & Ollie has a certain inflationary quality, regarding the appeal of a comedy team in their sunset years. But in lovingly recreating Laurel and Hardy’s mid-1950s tour of Britain, it’s a film with lots of charm.

The road is tough on two aging performers. It’s bad when no one shows up at the music halls, and its worse when they’re congratulated for surviving their has-been status. At a seaside pavilion, the hostess toasts them: “Still going strong, and still using the same material!” The team hopes to parlay the attention they’re getting into a new movie.

Stan Laurel (Steve Coogan) is revealed as the sparkplug of the act, the writer who understood the formula. No matter who else was around them, on screen or stage, Laurel and Hardy needed to be the only person in each other’s world.

As befitting his massive flesh, Oliver (John C. Reilly) has trouble with his vices. He accumulates ex-wives and has a taste for gambling that takes whatever money the alimony leaves. New complications come with the arrival in London of the team’s wives, who are united in mild detestation of each other. Stan’s Russian and haughty Ida (Nina Arianda) is a bit of a princess compared to Oliver’s spouse, Lucy (Shirley Henderson, first rate as always). Seeing Ollie and Lucy laying down together in their room at the Savoy, him immense, her tiny, one gets the pleasure of marveling at the way opposites attract.

Stan & Ollie insists that the team absolutely murdered the English audiences, even as Abbott and Costello were stealing their lunch back in the States. Performing Laurel and Hardy’s cherishable “Trail of the Lonesome Pine,” Coogan and Reilly may be even better singers than the originals. They eclipse your memories of their models, with Coogan imitating Stan’s monkeyish head scratch and Reilly, through the fat suit and makeup, evincing the beatific side of Ollie. Watching Reilly, you understand why Ollie carried the nickname “Babe” into his 60s.

It doesn’t break new ground, this biopic, but it has its stinging moments. When the two get into a fight about an old rift, this time Ollie’s slow burn is real, and so is Stan’s hesitant peacemaking.

John Paul Kelly’s lavish production design drips with nostalgia; it can be a tad too sweet and rich for the times, but it’s more evidence that this film was a labor of love.

‘Stan & Ollie’ opens Friday, Jan. 25, at select theaters.

Well, That’s a Stretch

“Goat yoga isn’t really about the yoga.”

So says Alana Joy Eckhart, of Santa Rosa’s Goatlandia Farm Animal Sanctuary, as she gently places a two-month-old, three-legged Nigerian dwarf goat named Poppy in the lap of a visiting journalist.

“Goat yoga,” smiles Eckhart, stepping back to let Poppy snuggle in for a scratch behind the ears, “is all about joy.”

Goat yoga, a real and admittedly offbeat practice—in which humans do yoga in the presence of goats—originally began in 2016, in Corvallis, Ore. That’s where Lainey Morse, a one-time marketing expert and longtime goat lover first coined the ear-catching phrase, teaming up with a local instructor for popular goat yoga sessions on her rural farm.

Goat yoga now stands alongside a widening array of alternative yoga offerings, from the popular hot yoga offered at many studios, to Lagunitas Brewing Company’s weekly yoga-and-a-beer sessions, to yoga classes surrounded by fish at San Francisco’s Academy of Sciences, to Jedi yoga (yes, that’s a thing, too).

With just a little effort, depending on where you happen to be, you can experience yoga on beaches, yoga on horses, yoga on paddleboards, yoga in caves, yoga in planetariums, yoga in bowling alleys, yoga on ice, yoga with snakes and yoga with sloths, plus karaoke yoga, nude yoga,“ganja-smoking yoga, heavy metal yoga, laughter yoga, and even Harry Potter yoga, which is pretty much what it sounds like (Downward Facing Dumbledore, anyone?).

And in Cloverdale, for what it’s worth, a local studio called the Yoga on Center has recently struck a resonant chord with its popular weekly class titled “Yoga for the Inflexible Male.”

But few innovations have made as big a leap into the mainstream as goat yoga.

“The beginnings of goat yoga, I suppose, were a bit of an accident,” explains Lainey Morse, contacted at her farm in Oregon, from which she now oversees a growing nonprofit called Original Goat Yoga, with satellite locations all over the country. At the moment, the organization’s sole Bay Area location is in Morgan Hill.

The fact that her life is now built around goats and yoga is still something of a wonder to Morse, she admits. “I’d started something called Goat Happy Hour at my farm,” she says. “I called it that because everyone who came and spent time with my goats always left happy.”

Morse says she learned first-hand about the power of goat-related therapy when her life took several unexpected turns.

“I’d been diagnosed with a disease and was going through a divorce at the same time,” she says, “and I was thinking, ‘I should be more upset. I should be really sad.’ But I’d get home from work and spend time with my goats, and it just made me feel good. My goats definitely kept me from slipping down the rabbit hole of depression.”

Goat Happy Hour led to other events, including kids’ birthday parties. It was during one of those that a local yoga instructor suggested that it would be fun to do a yoga session in the field with the goats.

“I said, ‘OK, but the goats are going to be jumping all over the yoga students,’” recalls Morse, who agreed to give it a try, and soon after came up with the term “goat yoga.”

“It just sounded so ridiculous and fun,” she says, “though I assumed that only our friends and family would come and do goat yoga—and maybe not even them. Then we had our first class, and it was sold out instantly.”

Morse took pictures and sent them to Modern Farmer magazine.

“I thought their readers might find it kind of cute,” she says.

The magazine ended up sending our a reporter and running the story, with great pictures of people doing yoga with baby goats on their backs, and in short order, Morse got calls from The Oregonian, the New York Times, Huffington Post and others. The resulting demand was instantaneous, with the waiting list for people eager to experience goat yoga growing to 2,300 names.

“It was wild. It just absolutely changed my life,” Morse says. “I was probably doing 30 or 40 media interviews a day, while also having a full-time job that I loved, and had had for 10 years. I finally decided, this just doesn’t happen to people, and I’d regret it if I didn’t take the opportunity life was giving me. So I quit my job and went all in on goat yoga.”

Morse says she’s often asked, “Why goats?” She has two logical responses.

“For one thing, goats have tiny little pellets, like rabbits do,” she points out with a laugh. “Goat poop doesn’t stink, and it’s not messy, so if a goat happens to drop its pellets on your yoga mat, you can just shake it off. It’s no big deal. But if you’re doing yoga with a pig or a cat or a dog, and it poops on your mat, that’s not going to be pretty.

“And the other thing,” she says, “is that goats, quite simply, are the most loving and gentle creatures. Goats are the perfect therapy animal.”

Initially, Morse attempted to trademark the term “Goat Yoga,” but after spending more than $20,000 on lawyers, she grew tired of having her efforts denied. So instead, she trademarked the phrase “Original Goat Yoga,” now the official name of her company. During the time it took to accomplish that, however, Morse watched as goat yoga blew up all over, breeding countless imitators, clones and copycats.

“I struggled with it for a while,” she says. “It was a hard pill to swallow, that this thing I’d developed took off without me. Then, other people started trying to call their businesses ‘Original Goat Yoga,’ too. So I had to deal with that. I never dreamed that the world of goat yoga would become such a cutthroat, competitive business.”

Morse hit another snag when she was told that she couldn’t legally hold classes on her property because it was zoned for farming and not for business. That, ultimately, is why she developed her current business model of working with existing goat farms to use the Original Goat Yoga name, methodology and marketing muscle.

Today, she says she takes a lot of pleasure in seeing how widespread her weird little notion has become, and that so many people are reaping the mental, physical and emotional benefits of goat yoga. In November, she published The Little Book of Goat Yoga, and according to Morse, it’s selling remarkably well.

“It’s amazing to me that there are so many people around the world doing this crazy thing I started,” she says. “I know its not exactly healing diseases or anything, but it’s making people forget about their problems for a while, it’s connecting them to nature, and that’s worth something to me.”

Which brings us back to Goatlandia.

This morning, the air is filled with the sounds of roosters crowing, dogs barking, birds singing and goats and sheep bleating. Goatlandia, somewhat rain-dampened and mud-slushy, is otherwise quiet after the morning feedings have concluded, thanks to Blum, Eckhart and a team of volunteers. Owned by acclaimed (and now retired) restaurateur Deborah Blum, the two-acre sanctuary—a certified 501(c)(3) nonprofit, largely volunteer-powered and funded almost entirely by donations—is devoted to the care, protection, resuscitation and (under the right circumstances) the adoption of goats, pigs, chickens and other farm animals.

“That’s our mission,” says Eckhart, “to rescue goats, sheep, ducks, chickens and pigs, give them a safe and loving home, and also educate people on a more conscious, eco-friendly lifestyle.”

Many of Goatlandia’s current 150 residents, spread between the Santa Rosa farm and another location in Sebastopol, were rescued from farms or ranches where they would have been euthanized—the fate three-legged Poppy avoided—or used for food. Some were abandoned or surrendered to Goatlandia after outgrowing their previous owners expectations. According to Eckhart, many of the current residents were taken in after the 2017 fires.

“We take a lot of pride in what we do,” Eckhart says, “bringing home animals who would otherwise be killed.”

In 2017, Eckhart, a trained yoga instructor, decided it was a no-brainer for Goatlandia to start offering goat yoga sessions of its own. The farm’s open field with a wooden deck proved to be the perfect spot for classes. Goatlandia, she says, has about 20 goats at the moment, all of which are brought out whenever a goat yoga session is taking place. Each and every goat has an engaging backstory.

That definitely goes for Poppy.

“Poppy’s original owners wanted to euthanize her, because she needed to have her leg amputated and it wasn’t worth the money and effort for them,” says Eckhart. “So we adopted her, we paid for the amputation. When she arrived here, that same day, she looked around and did a little three-legged happy dance, and we knew that she was supposed to be here.”

Poppy even has her own Instagram page, the result of having been featured on Animal Planet, on the show Tanked, in an episode that aired last fall.

“Poppy’s kind of famous,” says Eckhart. “And she loves doing goat yoga.”

Unfortunately, somewhat echoing Lainey Morse’s story, Goatlandia has butted up against land-use restraints. Due to zoning restrictions, the facility has had to heavily cut back on its public events, now offering goat yoga only as small, private gatherings for donors. As a result, Blum and the whole Goatlandia team are currently in the midst of a fundraising drive, with a dream of purchasing a new property where Goatlandia can return to doing public events, can establish an organic farm, offer bed-and-breakfast experiences, vegan cooking demonstrations and more.

When that happens, goat yoga will be a large part of the new facility’s public outreach program. The farms supporters, not to mention the goats, will pretty much demand it.

“It’s just such a joyful thing, doing yoga while goats are leaping all around you, climbing on you, curling up next to you,” laughs Eckhart. “It’s still physical, and it’s still a good workout, but it’s really all about the happiness of connecting with these creatures in a joyous way. And it’s as good for your soul as it is for your body and mind.”

To learn more about donations, volunteer opportunities or other ways to support Goatlandia, visit their website at goatlandia.org. To learn about Original Goat Yoga, and its classes in Morgan Hill and other locations, visit goatyoga.net.

To Table

Even if you have never lived in San Francisco, the surname Alioto will likely ring a bell. Along with his father, Nunzio, chef Alexander Alioto has been quietly working to transform a nondescript corner space on Fourth Street in the west end of San Rafael to showcase what he does best: inventive, fresh, Italian food. The Kitchen Table opened a couple of months ago, and is already drawing praise from locals.

The fourth-generation Alioto makes his craft look effortless. Amid stacks of gleaming sauté pans, a tidy and compact work space with just enough room for his mise en place and a sous chef, Alioto delivers one visually stunning dish after another.

Alioto made his name at Seven Hills in the Russian Hill neighborhood of San Francisco in a career that started with him washing dishes in his family’s Fisherman’s Wharf establishment, Alioto’s Restaurant. Along with cooking in Italy, a stint at the French Laundry and heading up another restaurant in the Mission, the San Rafael–based chef has brought his culinary chops to lucky Marin diners.

The restaurant offers “country-style Italian food,” and while the thin-crust pizza, for instance—which includes a sausage version with caramelized onions, bell peppers and mozzarella ($15)—is familiar, the finesse that goes into creating it elevates this pizza far beyond the league of a casual Italian eatery.

A frisée and poached-egg salad dotted with chewy bits of pancetta and mushrooms ($13) hit every note and texture. The barely runny egg combined with salty pancetta and a sherry vinaigrette is my idea of perfect food. Lightly battered fritto misto ($13) featured welcome, if unexpected olives and onions side by side along calamari and rock shrimp and a spicy aioli. The house-made ravioli uovo ($10) put me over the edge with its rich filling of ricotta and spinach, truffle oil, egg and brown butter. The flavors were all there, but I nearly drowned with the combined heaviness of the ingredients.

The wine list is reasonably priced and well-selected, with no bottles eclipsing $55.

The Kitchen Table, 1574 Fourth St., San Rafael. 415.521.5568.

Flashback

40 Years Ago This Week There will be no mass burial of Guyana murder-suicide victims in Marin. Spokesman for the Bahia Valley Memorial Park in Novato said that objections by the Novato community and others whose relatives are buried at Bahia caused them to reconsider a proposal to allow the mass burial. Directors at Bahia Valley at first agreed to consider...

Take Note

When playwright August Wilson died in 2005, he left behind a body of work that has become a staple of American theater. As much a documentarian as a poet and author, the 10 plays (Jitney, Fences, et al.) of Wilson’s Century (or Pittsburgh) Cycle chronicle the 20th-century African-American experience mostly through the lives of the residents of Pittsburgh’s Hill...

Next Up

Most states that have not yet legalized pot will see bills filed this year. It’s a long way from filing a bill to seeing it pass, but there are at least eight states that have some chance of getting a bill through this year. Connecticut Incoming Democratic Gov. Ned Lamont is a strong supporter of legalization and has vowed to...

Hands On

North Bay songwriter Timothy O’Neil has spent his life steeped in folk music. As a solo artist and as the namesake for his four-man Timothy O’Neil Band, which he formed five years ago, he has walked the walk with national tours and local accolades. Last year, O’Neil and his band set a new course in their Americana adventures with the...

Letters

Busy Bodies When Supervisor Rodoni’s gang of wealthy environmental extremists got Drakes Bay Oyster Farm shut down, we were left with the Tomales Bay shellfish, with all their disadvantages, as our only local alternative. Whereas the Drakes oysters were large, plump and actually tasted of the ocean, the Tomales Bay substitutes are small and overpriced, and, as we now see,...

Hero & Zero

Hero PG&E gets a bad rap (to put it mildly), but last week, two of their employees courageously saved a man’s life after he fell down a 30-foot cliff in West Marin. Supervisor Todd Beesley and lineman Daniel Linn were working on downed power lines along Lucas Valley Road when they saw a man fall and hit his head on...

Hero & Zero

Hero PG&E gets a bad rap (to put it mildly), but last week, two of their employees courageously saved a man’s life after he fell down a 30-foot cliff in West Marin. Supervisor Todd Beesley and lineman Daniel Linn were working on downed power lines along Lucas Valley Road when they saw a man fall and hit his head on...

Make ’em Laugh

Jon S. Baird’s biopic Stan & Ollie has a certain inflationary quality, regarding the appeal of a comedy team in their sunset years. But in lovingly recreating Laurel and Hardy’s mid-1950s tour of Britain, it’s a film with lots of charm. The road is tough on two aging performers. It’s bad when no one shows up at the music halls,...

Well, That’s a Stretch

“Goat yoga isn’t really about the yoga.” So says Alana Joy Eckhart, of Santa Rosa’s Goatlandia Farm Animal Sanctuary, as she gently places a two-month-old, three-legged Nigerian dwarf goat named Poppy in the lap of a visiting journalist. “Goat yoga,” smiles Eckhart, stepping back to let Poppy snuggle in for a scratch behind the ears, “is all about joy.” Goat yoga, a...

To Table

Even if you have never lived in San Francisco, the surname Alioto will likely ring a bell. Along with his father, Nunzio, chef Alexander Alioto has been quietly working to transform a nondescript corner space on Fourth Street in the west end of San Rafael to showcase what he does best: inventive, fresh, Italian food. The Kitchen Table opened...
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