Activists, City Debate Downtown Bathroom Policy

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Public-service and homeless advocates don’t deny that having three bathrooms open late in downtown Santa Cruz is an improvement over three years ago, when there were zero. But despite two new nighttime-only bathrooms downtown, they still have issues with the city’s policy on bathrooms; for instance, the fact that none of the new portable facilities are handicap-accessible.
“That’s a big problem I have with the Porta Potties,” says Zav Hershfield, local activist and a member of the Give a Sh!t Campaign. “They don’t provide access for people who are handicapped or have a mobility handicap. They can’t get into those, so what are they supposed to do?”
The answer to that question is found in back alleys downtown, according to longtime homeless activist Brent Adams. That, he says, is where many people—not just the homeless—go to relieve themselves when they don’t want to wait in line for a restroom, or don’t have access to one.
“When people wake up and there is not a bathroom open, they have to get creative,” Adams says. “That means people go in bags and throw it away, they dig holes or they do it on the backs of [buildings]. It’s inappropriate, and we should do everything we can so that we never have to have that occur again.”
Installed in July for $10,000, the two toilets—one at Lincoln and Cedar, the other at Union and Cedar—are locked during the day and open from 10 p.m. to 6 a.m. every night. The city’s 24-hour portable toilet, which opened three years ago at Front and Laurel, is still open all day and night.
The city also has a visitor restroom program, where Santa Cruz pays downtown businesses a monthly $400 stipend to keep the restrooms open to everyone—customers and otherwise. But the only business currently taking part is Bookshop Santa Cruz, which has kept its restrooms open to the public for 24 years, long before the visitor program launched in 2009.
A city website on the program also lists two other participating businesses, Pizza My Heart and Cafe Gratitude, although both have recently closed their bathrooms to non-customers. Neither business could be reached for comment, but Julie Hendee, Santa Cruz development manager and downtown specialist, says both closed because of vandalism.  Hendee says she’s been doing outreach to other possible candidates.
This fall, city staff was also maintaining more-established 24-hour public bathrooms in the Soquel Avenue parking garage as part of a pilot program. In October, Scott Collins, the deputy city manager, told GT he was pleasantly surprised by how few issues they were having with the restrooms, and the city extended its three-month pilot program for another six months.
But Collins says problems began arising toward the end of November, and police started getting more calls for service.
Then in late December, public works employees began closing those bathrooms every night at 10 p.m., according to a city memo, after cleaning crews came to the facilities one night to find broken lights, a soap dispenser torn off, and the bathroom walls spray-painted and smeared with feces.
Crews cleaned and repaired the restrooms, according to the memo, and returned later that night to find the walls had been spray-painted again. Santa Cruz police don’t have stats on how many incidents there were at the bathrooms, but the memo stated that there were 250 calls for service over the previous 165 days, including a spike in the middle of December. Collins says most of those calls were late at night, but it isn’t clear how many of those calls were after 10 p.m.
The new portable toilets, which were trucked into Santa Cruz from out of the area, are the city’s latest pilot bathroom program, and Collins says staff will update the City Council in December, after about six months is up.
Many portable toilet companies, including local companies, declined to provide toilets to the city because of possible damage, says City Manager Martín Bernal. The city had looked into other options too, like the Portland Loos—stainless steel sidewalk toilet kiosks hailing from Oregon—years ago, but hit a wall when no businesses were willing to have the toilet near them.
Collins says the portable toilets are a low-risk option, as far as vandalism and damage go, since the plastic is repairable. The portable toilet on Front and Laurel streets burned down in October—the cause of the fire is unknown, but it cost the city $1,000 to replace it. The toilets are installed with a wooden frame around three sides to make them look nicer and also provide stability, making it harder for someone to knock them over.
Collins says it’s too early to tell, but the portable toilet system looks to be off to a good start. “The units are getting used and they haven’t been vandalized,” Collins says. “So from that perspective, it’s a win.”
Adams, who is working on a crowdfunded documentary about homelessness on the West Coast, cleaned the portable toilet on Front and Laurel streets for months. He says it’s unfair that even when a city doesn’t have enough restrooms for the homeless to use, they are still criminalized for relieving themselves outside, and that public bathrooms aren’t just a homeless issue.
“Late night you have lots of college students and tourists, people peeing all over town,” Adams says. “It’s not just about poor people.”

What Does Warriors’ Radio Shakeup Mean For Santa Cruz?

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The NorCal “radio wars”—as UCSC grad Steve Berman aka Bay Area Sports Guy dubbed them—have been going on since Entercom’s KGMZ-FM 95.7 “The Game” switched to a sports format in 2011 to challenge Cumulus’ KNBR-AM 680 “The Sports Leader.”
But truth be told, there hasn’t been much to it, with KNBR dwarfing 95.7’s signal and maintaining a monopoly on the area’s top teams. Even as there were little moments of intrigue here and there—like when cocky upstart host Damon Bruce (he of the famous viral misogynist rant of 2013) and local legend Gary Radnich were laughably mismatched on the KNBR mid-morning show a few years back, which led to Bruce’s exile from 680 and eventual defection to The Game—95.7 has never really threatened KNBR’s dominance.
That all changed last week, however, when the Golden State Warriors announced that they will be moving their games from KNBR to KMGZ. The Warriors are the hottest property The Game has ever been associated with—they also broadcast A’s and Raiders games, while KNBR will continue to be the flagship station for the Giants and 49ers. Just to underscore how huge this shake-up is, the Warriors had been on KNBR since they moved to the Bay Area in 1962.
If someone at The Game sold their soul to the Devil for this move, they got a great deal. With Kevin Durant joining a Golden State team that will be looking for revenge after the Cleveland Cavaliers ruined their historic season, the Warriors are about to launch possibly the most anticipated season in the history of the NBA—certainly since Michael Jordan was in a Bulls uniform, at the very least. However, this move was most likely less Dr. Faustus (although he was said to have a mean jump hook) and way more KNBR’s shabby treatment of the Warriors over the last couple of years. While they played arguably the biggest playoff games in franchise history this past spring, KNBR management was playing Giants pre-season games instead, shoving the Warriors onto their embarrassingly dinky sister station KTCT-AM 1050. Obviously tired of playing second banana, the Warriors signed a deal that will put them on The Game through at least the 2019-2020 season.
For Santa Cruz fans, though, the question is: will they be able to hear those games? While KNBR’s blowtorch 50,000-watt signal ensured most fans in Santa Cruz County could pick up Warriors games on their radios, KGMZ doesn’t reach anywhere close to Santa Cruz County, as far as I can tell. But fret not, guy wearing a Steph Curry jersey while driving to the Food Bin! The Warriors say they have a fix: games will be simulcast on Entercom’s KRTY-FM 95.3 out of San Jose, which comes in loud and clear here.
“Santa Cruz fans are all set,” says Lisa Goodwin, the Warriors’ director of corporate communications.

Preview: Molly Tuttle at Don Quixote’s

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Singer-songwriter Molly Tuttle is a talented wordsmith and vocalist, but what really sets her apart from her contemporaries is her playing. She is a mind-blowingly good roots music picker—a bona fide guitar shredder.
On her version of Townes Van Zandt’s “White Freightliner Blues,” for instance, Tuttle wastes no time showing what she can do as she pairs the slow and lonesome vocals with tight guitarwork. At the first break, however, she takes things to the next level, playing so fast and precise, and with such emotional depth, that one is left shaking their head in disbelief. And there are plenty more songs where that one came from.
Growing up, Tuttle had an unfair advantage over her peers. Her dad is Jack Tuttle, a well-known artist and music teacher in Palo Alto. By the age of 8, she had a guitar in her hands, and by 10 she was performing bluegrass songs around town and opening for other artists. By the time she was 15, she had the musical foundation to teach herself whatever styles and techniques she wanted to learn.
“I played a little bit of piano … and tried violin when I was really little,” she says, “but neither of those really stuck. When I finally started on guitar, that’s what I really liked to practice. That’s when I kind of took off.”
One of Tuttle’s early idols was bluegrass legend Hazel Dickens, a woman who led her own bluegrass band and possessed an authenticity that ran through all her songs. In a nice twist of fate, Tuttle attended the Berklee College of Music on a Hazel Dickens Memorial Scholarship.
“I’ve always loved her music, so it was an honor to get that scholarship,” says Tuttle. “She was the first bluegrass singer whose voice really spoke to me. I could tell it was a really honest voice and a unique voice and that inspired me to try to find my own unique voice—to be really true to the songs I’m singing.”
While playing music comes naturally to Tuttle, she doesn’t consider herself a natural performer. She says she’s had to work on things like audience banter and stage presence. During our conversation, she’s warm but reserved, opening up just enough to respond to questions, but not offering up any more than is necessary.
But who needs words when you can play like Tuttle? When she cuts loose on guitar, you can bet that everyone in the room sits up and takes notice. Like a master of any craft, she makes it look easy.
The trick to developing her picking skills, she says, is to play songs differently each time—to try new guitar runs, timing and changes. Tuttle’s willingness to experiment and push the boundaries of roots music has placed her comfortably in the progressive bluegrass genre, where artists like the Punch Brothers and Trampled by Turtles draw from the rich traditions of pioneers, including David Grisman and John Hartford, and continue to move the genre into new territory by incorporating jazz, rock, experimental music, punk and more.
A Bay Area native, Tuttle now lives in Nashville, where she’s surrounded by what she describes as a really nice group of people.
“There are so many musicians and so many places to go out and see really great music,” she says. “I definitely miss California, but I love Nashville. It seems like a good place to be.”
For her upcoming performance at Don Quixote’s, Tuttle is bringing her four-piece band. She plans to play bluegrass standards as well as some original tunes. When asked what advice she would offer newcomers to bluegrass guitar playing, she says to connect with other musicians through jams and roots music festivals, and to learn from the giants of the genre.
“It’s a really community-oriented music,” she says. “Just get out there and play with other people. And, of course, listen to classic bluegrass, like Bill Monroe and the Stanley Brothers and just get educated in it. Those are the most important things when you’re getting started.


Molly Tuttle will perform at 7:30 p.m. on Wednesday, Aug. 31 at Don Quixote’s, 6275 Hwy. 9, Felton. $10/adv, $12/door. 335-2800.

Be Our Guest: The Zombies

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Fifty-plus years into a celebrated career, British band the Zombies is one of the great rock acts of all time. With a slew of hits, including “She’s Not There,” “Tell Her No,” the classic rock staple “Time of the Season,” and an album—1968’s Odessey and Oracle—that regularly appear on greatest-albums-of-all-time lists, the Zombies are assured a spot in the annals of rock history. In recent years, the band, led by vocalist Colin Blunstone and keyboardist and vocalist Rod Argent, has continued to write, tour and record, keeping the show on the road. Also on the bill: singer-songwriter Bruce Sudano.


INFO: 8 p.m. Wednesday, Sept. 7. Catalyst, 1011 Pacific Ave., Santa Cruz. $35. 423-1338. WANT TO GO? Go to santacruz.com/giveaways before 11 a.m. on Monday, Sept. 5 to find out how you could win a pair of tickets to the show.

Love Your Local Band: Toby Gray & Highway Buddha

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Toby Gray’s baritone speaking voice is coarse but warm; his measured tones would make for a perfect narration of a Cormac McCarthy audiobook or some classic Western. So it’s not surprising that Gray’s singing voice is well-suited to the Americana music he performs both solo and with his backing band, Highway Buddha.
“Through music, we get rid of the obstacles in our heart,” Gray says. “I’m not religious, but I believe in spirits within you.” The name Highway Buddha is a nod to the artist’s years spent wandering Middle America, and his lifelong interest in Eastern religion.
His unique strain of spiritual folk, which he describes as “hot tub music—esoteric, tabla, eastern stuff,” was inspired in part by his childhood years spent on a farm in Appalachian Ohio. Gray draws from these experiences during live sets, where he weaves stories of moonshine-laced drum circles and various hippie exploits between songs. His narration gives the stories an old-timey authenticity, but when asked if his tales are always truthful, Gray responded with a robust “Oh, hell no!”
In addition to the storytelling, Gray keeps things interesting by bringing in a different group of players for every show: “I’m not tied down to any one group of musicians—I have my A-list, but if they’re not available I’ll bring in someone else, and often that person works out even better.”
Despite the rotating lineup, Gray got over the angst of live performances long ago. He recalls with slight nostalgia the heyday of musician’s unions, back when he played upright bass for jazz clubs in the ’70s. “The union was a blessing—you could make really good money playing music, $50 an hour in the ’70s. It was a respectable living.”


INFO: 1 p.m. Sunday, Sept. 4. Pono Reef Bar, 120 Union St., Santa Cruz. Free. 426-7666.

George Hitchcock Painting Exhibit Hits Felix Kulpa

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The rumpled tweeds, the perennial beret, the bohemian confidence—this was the George Hitchcock we were lucky to know during his years in Santa Cruz. A literary switch hitter, Hitchcock moved as easily through drama as he did through the jazzy rhythms of modernist poetry. A tireless, if finicky, printer of other poet’s words, Hitchcock came to UCSC to teach theater and ended up bringing his iconic magazine kayak for the benefit of wordsmiths and readers everywhere. Brimming with Hitchcock’s micro-managed personal style, kayak’s pages showcased the master’s hand-printed selections from such writers as Robert Bly, W.S. Merwin, Robert Hughes, Kenneth Rexroth, and Anne Sexton.
Big and handsome, Hitchcock was a man of many pursuits, from politics to gardening. That he also became an accomplished painter should then come as no surprise. Yet this visually exuberant side of the writer is sure to surprise, and as two upcoming shows will reveal, to disarm, as well.
Into folkloric settings and wry vernaculars, Hitchcock placed his subjects at the intersection of surrealism and magic realism. Fantasy and dream permeate most of the pieces that will be shown at Felix Kulpa, starting Friday, Sept. 2. Hitchcock himself admitted that he approached painting—as he did poetry—as a discovery, a voyage to be enjoyed. Impervious to his self-taught status, Hitchcock created a steady stream of sophisticated, deceptively playful paintings in both his Eugene, Oregon home as well as his Baja residence over the last 20 years of his life. The paintings have an appealing primitivity. Odalisques, jugglers, and street vendors share the picture plane with roosters, soldiers, and Aztec handball players à la Picasso. His sense of composition is alarmingly astute.
In one bold piece, Hitchcock has balanced an enormous profile of a woman holding a hand mirror—her face the color of sunburned bronze—against a rough-hewn yellow chair and an olive-green window. The artist’s sense of where his figures are in relation to each other is dynamic yet elegantly equipoised. You can feel his enjoyment in each mark outlining the shapes.
The painter’s color choices are as tasty as they are unexpected: The boy riding with great panache on a skateboard, moves across a field of butter yellow. Along with blue shorts and a blue baseball cap, he wears a rich crimson sweatshirt emblazoned with the word “ZEUS” and two jagged lightning bolts. Whimsical, yes. But also a solid construction of colors, shapes and youthful hormones.
Those familiar with the spare, feral modernism of Hitchcock’s plays and poetry will be intrigued by the paintings. They display a strong, clear flourish of surreal juxtapositions. But of course they should, coming from the man who wrote: “I am in a forest looking for fragments of speech … ” (Directions, 1978).
The artwork happily proclaims the man and his self-made life, one in which he essentially did it his way. Those who knew him for the years he lived in Santa Cruz —before the earthquake invited him to relocate to his native Oregon—will find both the man they knew and another persona he performed during the last two decades of his life. At his death at the age of 96 in 2010, he’d left the world hundreds of paintings, scores of exhibitions, and many admiring collectors of his imaginative pieces. The exhibitions at Felix Kulpa will undoubtedly add more admirers, and collectors, of the surprising artwork by a literary legend.


George Hitchcock’s paintings are on display through September and October 2016. Felix Kulpa Gallery, 107 Elm St., Santa Cruz. 408-373-2854. First Friday reception 5-9 p.m. Sept. 2. Informal discussion of the artist’s work and life 4-6 p.m. Saturday, Sept. 10. Second exhibition First Friday Oct. 7.

Film Review: ‘Southside With You’

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When a political figure segues out of office, his life becomes fodder for pop mythology. When George W. Bush left office, he was the subject of (or subjected to) an Oliver Stone biopic about his youth as a hapless, reluctant scion of a wealthy political dynasty.
The Obamas are still in office, but they’ve already inspired Southside With You. Writer-director Richard Tanne’s valentine to the first couple is a charming sort of “origin story” that befits their rock star/superhero status, detailing the events and conversation that transpired on the first day they spent together. The talk is interesting, the revelation of character subtly done, and the potential for romance undeniable in this thoughtful, witty movie that might as well be subtitled My First Date With Barack.
Actually, a “date” is what young Michelle Robinson (Tika Sumpter), second-year attorney at a Chicago law firm, insists she is not going on, this summer day in 1989. As she assures her parents (with whom she still lives in their Southside home), she’s merely going to a community organizing meeting with a work colleague, young law associate Barack Obama (Parker Sawyers), who’s recently joined the firm. She laughs it off when her mom (Vanessa Bell Calloway) reminds her that she once described Obama as another “smooth-talking brother.”
Nevertheless, Michelle gets reasonably dolled-up for the outing. As a woman—especially a woman of color—in a predominantly white and male law firm, she understands the importance of looking professional at all times. Barack, on the other hand, is seen lounging around in his undershirt, reading and smoking cigarettes, until the last possible minute, when he pops on a shirt, and hops into his battered Nissan Sentra to pick up Michelle.
There’s a hole in the floor on the passenger side through which she can see the road racing by, and cigarette butts in the ashtray. To Michelle’s further dismay, Barack suggests starting their day at an African-American art exhibit. Protesting that they are not on a “date,” she agrees to go along, and is impressed, not only by the work, but by Barack’s knowledge of the artists. (Like Ernie Banks, the unsung painter who provided the artwork supposedly done by the JJ character in the TV sitcom Good Times.)
At the meeting in a neighborhood church, the residents praise Barack’s ability to “get things done.” They go out for a bite and a beer, catch Spike Lee’s Do The Right Thing, and end up at a Baskin-Robbins. And through it all, they talk, gently needling opinions and revelations out of each other, as people do when they’re interested in getting to know somebody better.
These conversations evolve naturally, in bits and pieces, as the story progresses. Barack is still coming to terms with his identity: his father is a black man from Kenya who dropped out of Harvard; his mother is a white Midwesterner, and he was born in Hawaii and raised by his white grandmother (after spending some time as a child in Jakarta, Indonesia, with his mom and new stepfather). Michelle’s parents insisted on education for their two kids, yet Michelle finds that, as a young woman of color, she has to work twice as hard at her job to earn her colleagues’ respect.
She advises Barack to let go of his anger at his father. He intuits her frustration at working on trademark copyright cases when she really wants to be working for justice for the people. The better they understand each other, the more they both realize that this relationship might be going somewhere.
Of course, we know exactly where it’s going. And if you think that’s a good thing, you’ll appreciate the warmth and good humor with which this story is delivered. (When Michelle is surprised to hear that they had Baskin-Robbins franchises in Hawaii, Barack has to gently remind her that Hawaii is part of the United States.) Sumpter and Sawyers persuasively inhabit their roles (even playing such familiar characters), and their abstract gazes, alone in their separate homes at evening’s end, will resonate with anyone who has ever suddenly been in love.


SOUTHSIDE WITH YOU
***(out of four)
With Tika Sumpter and Parker Sawyers. Written and directed by Richard Tanne. A Miramax/Roadside Attractions release. Rated PG-13. 81 minutes.

Lunch Destination: The Hideout

No wonder South County diners are crazy about The Hideout. I met my old friend Meri for lunch there last week—it’s one of her favorite places in Aptos. “They have great burgers,” was her promise. And she was right. Cozier than I remembered from its beginnings—back in the day—as the Charles Dickens, Chez Renee, and then Ma Maison, the cottage off Soquel Drive still tempts regulars to its vine-shaded front deck. Naturally that’s where we sat, listening to reggae wafting out into the afternoon from the restaurant’s interior.
As I perused the menu, Meri helpfully suggested that The Hideout has made itself appealing with a “roadhouse” menu. Sure enough, there are cocktails available at the intimate indoor bar, a lunch menu long on salads, pastas and interesting sandwiches, and a dinner menu that rides the range from steak to ribs to fresh seafood. Looks like serious comfort food to me.
Meri, who knows this menu inside and out, has a favorite go-to lunch. Along with an Arnold Palmer (half iced tea, half lemonade for those newly arrived from Alpha Centauri), she ordered the Hideout Burger ($14), a house ground beef and bacon patty topped with crumbled blue cheese on a potato bun. With it she always has the sweet potato fries (I quickly discovered how addictive they are), and a side of Sriracha aioli. “I’m am a condiment queen,” she admits without shame. Remember those words—Sriracha aioli. You will want to order it, even if you’re just having a Moscow Mule.
Since she’d promised me a bite of her burger, I decided to order the Crispy Petrale Sole ($14) on francese with Asian slaw and lemon-caper aioli. A glorified, freshly created fish sandwich. We gabbed and gabbed over our lengthy history—who was still married and who wasn’t, and then our huge lunch platters arrived. Meri graciously cut me a portion of her burger. I moaned discreetly and nodded my head in agreement. Great burger, especially with the bleu cheese. I also snuck one of the brilliant orange fries. Once hooked, I found my way over to that giant mound of fries all through lunch. Let me put it this way. When you have lunch at The Hideout, don’t miss the sweet potato fries. I needed catsup to go with them. When I was unable to get one single drop of catsup out of the Heinz bottle, Meri invited me to “hit it on the 57.” Turns out there’s a tiny raised “57” about a third of the way down the Heinz catsup bottle. Who knew? Well, I hit the bottle (so to speak) and sure enough, the flow of gooey red sauce began immediately. Thanks, Mer.
My sole filet was delicious with its lemon aioli and micro-zested veggies. I removed the top slice of baguette for easier access. And I kept stealing Meri’s fries. It was a fun lunch, delicious food, delicious gossip, er, memories. We’ll rendezvous at The Hideout again, soon. And I’ll order the fries. 9051 Soquel Drive, Aptos. Dinner daily, lunch Wed-Mon. thehideoutaptos.com.


Gluten-Free Update

From one of our favorite cracker makers, Milton’s, comes a ridiculously crisp and tangy cheddar cheese gluten-free cracker. Like one of the sinful cheesy things you loved as a kid, only good for you—not bad for you. Baked, not fried, each little puffed, light-yet-flavor-intensive hexagonal cracker delivers the goods, catering to your oral craving for a major snack cracker. Yet, let me repeat this, it is gluten-free. $4-ish at Shopper’s, et al.

New Brewer Takes Over at Seabright Brewery

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As long-time Seabright Brewery brewmaster Jason Chavez prepared to hand over the reins to Cat Wiest, they spent a day driving around town so Wiest could meet other local brewers.
“He wanted to make sure that I knew I was part of a community, and that I could draw on them for support if I needed to,” explains Wiest. “I really appreciated that.”
Wiest became the new brewmaster at the 28-year-old brewery and restaurant last May, after stints at Pyramid Alehouse in Berkeley and Speakeasy Ales & Lagers in San Francisco. Although Wiest says she has no intention of changing the neighborhood pub’s beloved core recipes like Blur IPA and Pelican Pale Ale—“I think there would be a public outcry if I did,” she says—she’s been able to put forth a steady rotation of new brews. Customer requests for a wheat beer this summer led to the Roll In The Hay IPA, a bitter and aromatic hefeweizen laden with fruity Mosaic hops. The Prescription Pilsner is a crisp, clean, dry-hopped Czech lager that, weighing in at a sturdy 6.5 percent ABV, will definitely cure what ails you.
In contrast to these classic styles, some of Wiest’s new recipes are refreshingly adventurous. A recent collaboration with the Hollins House at Pasatiempo for the California Beer Festival in Aptos earlier this month led to the creation she’s most proud of: a red ale brewed with malt that her husband smoked in their backyard. The subtle smokiness rests on the tip of your tongue, followed by a wave of caramel and a dry finish.
“It went fast, but we’ll definitely be making it again. It’s a great October beer,” says Wiest.
Her most playful creation by far is the Mermaid Tail, a delicious golden ale fermented with beets and blood oranges and infused with edible glitter. Yes, glitter—although it has no taste or mouthfeel, it stays in suspension in the glass, creating a delightfully surreal visual experience. “I have so much freedom here to go in any direction,” says Wiest. “I said I wanted to make a glitter beer, and they said ‘OK.’” www.seabrightbrewery.com


BREW KIDS ON THE BLOCK

Keep your eye on the Westside—Shanty Shack Brewing hopes to open on Fern Street by the end of October. Brewers Nathan Van Zandt and Brandon Padilla will offer a variety of New World and Old World styles, plus a selection of farmhouse-style barrel-aged beers, which guests can enjoy on their fruit tree-filled outdoor patio. www. shantyshackbrewing.com

Jacuzzi Family Vineyards’ Merlot 2012

The family name “Jacuzzi” is known far and wide—famous for manufacturing the Jacuzzi spa. But did you know that the family also owns a winery?
In the early 1900s, seven Jacuzzi brothers, their six sisters, spouses, children, and parents Giovanni and Teresa, made the journey from Italy to America. Although the family was initially in the propeller business, their most widespread invention, of course, is the Jacuzzi spa. Early on, one of the brothers planted vineyards and produced wines for the family—the source of the family’s now-thriving wine business and upscale tasting room in Sonoma.
On a trip to Sonoma with my friend Carrie, who was visiting from France, we stopped at Jacuzzi for a tasting (which is free) and left with several bottles of wine, a wine tote bag, an Italian ceramic butter dish, a chopping board, spoons, and more. Their gift shop is brimming with irresistible items.
One of the wines I purchased that day, a 2012 Sonoma Coast Merlot, was on sale for $15—an absolute bargain for this well-made wine loaded with chocolate cherry flavors, baking spice and silky tannins. The Jacuzzi family suggests you pair it with rich bold flavors such as spaghetti Bolognese—what else!?
Jacuzzi Family Vineyards, 24724 Arnold Drive, Sonoma, 707-931-7575. jacuzziwines.com.


Tahiti Cruise with Silver Mountain Vineyards

It’s time to start planning your vacation for next year. Have you thought of a wine cruise? On March 10, 2017 you can sail on the 148-passenger Wind Spirit from Papeete, Tahiti, visiting beautiful islands such as Bora Bora and Moorea. There will be a special wine-pairing lunch with Silver Mountain founder/owner Jerold O’Brien and a private reception, available only if you book with the Silver Mountain Vineyards group. For rates and more information contact Michael J. Hyman of Travel Advisors of Los Gatos: 408-355-0383 or email of****@*******tn.com.


Deer Park Wine & Spirits

Deer Park Wines & Spirits has a new website, so now you can easily check their special offers and events, especially the $3 wine tastings from 3-7 p.m. every Friday. In the Deer Park Shopping Center at 783 Rio Del Mar Blvd., #27, Aptos, 688-1228. Visit deerparkwines.com for info.

Activists, City Debate Downtown Bathroom Policy

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As city adds late-night public bathrooms, activists see room for improvement

What Does Warriors’ Radio Shakeup Mean For Santa Cruz?

Kevin Durant
Golden State moves to FM station after getting KNBR’s

Preview: Molly Tuttle at Don Quixote’s

Molly Tuttle musician
Singer-songwriter can play circles around her peers

Be Our Guest: The Zombies

The Zombies band
Win tickets to The Zombies at the Catalyst on Sept. 7.

Love Your Local Band: Toby Gray & Highway Buddha

Toby Gray
Toby Gray & Highway Buddha plays Sunday, Sept. 4 at Pono Reef Bar.

George Hitchcock Painting Exhibit Hits Felix Kulpa

George Hitchcock artist
The late George Hitchcock wasn’t just a wordsmith—he was also an imaginative visual artist

Film Review: ‘Southside With You’

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Writer-director Richard Tanne captures the budding love of the Obamas, played by Tika Sumpter and Parker Sawyers, in ‘Southside With You.’

Lunch Destination: The Hideout

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Roadhouse-style lunch on the vine-shaded patio of Aptos’ the Hideout

New Brewer Takes Over at Seabright Brewery

seabright brewery brewmaster cat wiest
Cat Wiest named head brewer, replacing Jason Chavez

Jacuzzi Family Vineyards’ Merlot 2012

drinking wine in the jacuzzi
Wine from the hot tub inventors themselves
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