Blond-striped wood
I've certainly written my share of clunkers over the years, but then, I don't write for a big-time newspaper with big-time editors (and pull down a big-time paycheck). Even the mighty have fingers of clay, I guess is the lesson of the following.
Here is the first line of S. Irene Virbila's restaurant review in the L.A. Times last week:
"Seated at the sushi counter at the new Nobu Los Angeles, the three of us are oddly the only ones at the long counter made of blond-striped wood."
What were the other customers made of, knotty pine?
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A journalist for more than two decades, David Allen has been writing a column for the Daily Bulletin since 1997 and blogging since 2007.He lives in Claremont.
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Well, she did say "oddly"...
Now, THAT'S a good example of awkward! :)
If you're not busy this coming Saturday morning we'd love to see you! Ontario Heritage is having a Home Tour. It begins at 10 AM and ends at 4 PM. We have 5 houses on the tour. I'm the captain of the Latimer House on Euclid. Check out the signs on Euclid. I hope to see you! :)
[And that goes for everybody. I have one, and possibly two, conflicts but will show up if possible. -- DA]
Speaking of which, are you aware of the wonderful La Verne woodworker Ruben Guajardo (artistic woodworking.com) who carved the doors for the La Verne Library as well as many other amazing works?
[No, but I am now. -- DA]
According to what I remember from Evelyn Hollinger's book about La Verne, those doors were made in tribute to a particular tree that needed to be removed in order for City Hall's new library to be built. They took it down quite reluctantly, as it was one of the oldest oak trees in the city. So, as an honor to the tree, the doors of the library were carved to look like their beloved oak.
At least, that's what I remember reading. It's a pretty neat story. There was a picture of the tree in the book, too. :)
[Oh, that sounds like a nice story. Thanks for sharing it, Kristin. -- DA]