I collected a bunch of history on the beloved Pomona restaurant, Firehouse Inn, last year with hopes of getting a tour of the place, which has been closed for decades and is at least theoretically on the market. But despite a promise, the tour never happened and neither did the column, although I did write a blog post.
Just when I was thinking, for the umpteenth time, that maybe I should try to get back to that idea, neighbors scheduled a protest last Saturday outside the property about its condition. (See above.) And then, driving past on Wednesday, I saw a cleanup. Finally, a reason to write this up! It’s Friday’s column. Here’s the link.