Sunday’s column recounts a few highlights from Tuesday’s Ontario council meeting, the primary one being a request by a skateboarder for a skate park. I also share a little news about this newspaper. After that comes two cultural items, a plug for this blog and notice of the impending opening of the Route 66 museum in the old Richfield service station.
Friday’s column starts with word that LA Weekly chose Glendora’s Donut Man as the LA area’s best doughnut shop, the only nod to this entire part of the county, grumble, grumble. Then there’s a long item about “The Best American Comics 2015,” a new anthology edited by a writer in Claremont, with an accompanying book signing on Saturday. Lastly, a TV show mentions Pomona.
Above, Donut Man’s famous strawberry doughnut; below, its rare peach version, only available for a few weeks in late summer.
Blaze Pizza, 7833 Monet Ave. (Victoria Gardens), Rancho Cucamonga
Fast-fired pizza specialist Blaze Pizza opened over the summer in Victoria Gardens, the sole local outlet for now. The chain is based in Pasadena. Because I wasn’t around for the opening specials, the company sent me two coupons for free pizzas, which a friend and I recently redeemed.
Blaze is on Monet, the street undergoing a hipsterification. The pizzeria is a good fit for the street, which is being designed to appeal to the younger crowd.
The setting is casual and lively, with some high-top tables. Because of the high, open ceiling, the room is a little loud, which must be how the young people like it. Only semi-populated on a weeknight, the noise level didn’t impede conversation.
Like Pieology, you can order a pre-designed pie or customize one from a long list of ingredients (but not long enough to include anchovies). And much like at Subway or Chipotle, you move down a line past ingredients that a series of employees will add at your request. You pay at the end of the line, your pizza is popped into an oven and your number will be called in about five minutes.
We each ordered “signature” pizzas: The White Top for her (white cream sauce with mozzarella, applewood bacon, chopped garlic, oregano and arugula) and the Link In for me (Italian sausage, roasted red peppers, sauteed onions, mozzarella and red sauce), typically each $8.
These were pretty good pies, about the right size for one person. “On a scale of 1 to 5, I’d say it was a 4 1/2,” my friend said. “Because I wish the crust was a little thicker.” I can appreciate that, although the thin crust is what allows it to be baked so fast. I liked Blaze and its crust better than Pieology’s. Neither compares with going to an actual pizzeria, but the experience is novel and you can be in and out in a lunch break. I would go back.
Oh, yeah, and we sprung for the S’mores dessert ($2.50), a sort of cookie filled with chocolate and marshmallow. You might want to try one.
Local angles abound. For proof, actress Catherine Coulson, who died Sept. 28 and was best known for a quirky role on “Twin Peaks,” was a Scripps College graduate. I round up information and speak to two classmates for my Wednesday column. Above, Coulson and John Achorn in “Brigadoon” on campus in 1965.
Books acquired: “Wonder,” R.J. Palacio; “Tangled Vines,” Frances Dinkelspiel.
Books read: “After 1903 — What?,” Robert Benchley; “The Best of Philip K. Dick,” Philip K. Dick; “The Big Orange,” Jack Smith.
September was a three-book month, which seems to be the groove I’ve fallen (autumn reference?) into of late, now that my shorter books are mostly out of the way. One of the three is among my favorites of 2015, even if it was published four decades ago.
Benchley’s book (published in 1938), the title of which is probably meant to mock the notion that civilization peaked in this or that year of the speaker’s lifetime, is his usual collection of whimsical essays. There seem to me to be fewer classics here than other books of his I’ve read, meaning more smiles than horselaughs. The pieces, which appear to have been written for newspapers rather than magazines based on references and brevity, seem less thought out than usual, but they certainly go down with the customary Benchley smoothness. Amusing more than hilarious, but amusing is good.
Dick is revered for his novels, in part because he pretty much abandoned the short form by the time he hit his stride as a novelist. But his stories are often very good, and by exploring a simple idea (or telling a sort of extended joke) they avoid the ungainliness of some of his novels. This is a solid collection of stories, with two, Imposter and Paycheck, clever enough to have inspired movies. Not a dud in the bunch. This is another of the mid-’70s Ballantine “Best of” books by SF authors discussed here previously.
And so to Jack Smith. These mid-1970s pieces explore 30 attractions around LA and Orange County, including the Farmers Market, Rose Bowl Flea Market, Watts Towers and, inevitably, Disneyland. Forty years on, most of these attractions are still around but altered, while a few, like Lion Country Safari and the Pike, are vanished, making this a record of a different time.
Smith is gentle, descriptive, witty and respectful, and these articles for Westways magazine are delightful. If you love LA and its history — i.e., you think reading a mid-1970s view of SoCal is appealing rather than pointless — you might want to track this down. This if the fifth of Smith’s 10 books that I’ve read, and tied with “Jack Smith’s L.A.” as my favorite. (The overpraised “God and Mr. Gomez” might be my least favorite.)
I bought the Benchley at Powell’s in Portland two years ago, Dick at my hometown used bookstore in Illinois in the early 1980s (and never read until now — another one crossed off the list) and Smith at Acres of Books in Long Beach maybe six years ago. More about that in a separate blog post, if I remember.
How was your September? Hit the comment button and let us know.
Next month: “Wonder,” plus probably two more.
Saturday’s inaugural Pomona Reads! festival was well-attended, with adults, children and families strolling the vendor booths, listening to music, making crafts and listening to authors. Above, I’m signing a copy of “Pomona A to Z” for two readers while another waits to buy one. This was about as close to a rush as it got, but I sold almost a dozen copies, and also moderated a panel on Pomona history. Photo contributed by Pomona’s Ren.
Sunday’s column is a tribute to Claremont’s Bridges Hall of Music, one of the most gracious civic spaces in the Inland Valley. It turned 100 over the summer. Top three photos courtesy of Pomona College, with the third one showing a detail of the ceiling. The bottom two are by me from the Sept. 27 concert; performers pictured are, from left, Gayle Blankenburg, Holly Shaw Price and Ray Burkhart.
Friday’s column begins with news about Claremont’s community read of “Wonder,” a young adult novel. (I also talk about the pressure of reading it.) Also, there’s business news from Upland, cultural notes and word of the impending take-down of a beloved Montclair tree.
The Sand Witch, 1208 W. 9th St. (at Mountain), Upland
I’d heard of the Sand Witch, a little shop tucked between a Chevron and an auto repair shop, but hadn’t gone in until recently, even though a friend recommended the panini sandwiches ages ago.
Despite its neighbors, it manages to be a cute place that takes the “Witch” part of its punning name seriously: The interior colors are black and shades of orange (orange is the new black, if you hadn’t heard), there’s cartoony witch-themed framed art and the menu boasts items with supernaturally punning names, such as Chicken Presto (it has pesto), Harvest Moon, Cobb Web Salad and such.
All this isn’t overbearing, which is a relief, and thankfully the ban-Harry-Potter crowd isn’t picketing. The Sand Witch sells cold sandwiches, paninis, oven-toasted sandwiches, salads and a couple of daily soups “from the cauldron.” There are four vegetarian sandwiches, a fact many will appreciate.
I got a tuna melt ($7), which some of you will recall is my baseline sandwich at places that serve them. It was a panini, and it was only average, with the tuna salad a little watery. But then it had tomato and bits of celery, a nice touch. I had a coupon for a free soda and side with sandwich purchase and got potato salad, which was fine.
Admittedly underwhelmed, I felt like I should give them a second chance. A few weeks later, I got a half-and-half combo, where you can get any two of the following: a half sandwich, half salad or half soup. I got the deviled egg salad and loaded baked potato soup ($8.38), this time using a $2 off coupon.
Decent sandwich and soup, the latter with bacon, cheddar and scallions, and better than the panini. I wouldn’t recommend driving across the valley to eat here, but it’s a local option if you’re in the area. Also, the radio was turned up way too loud. You’d think they’d have a playlist devoted to “Witchy Woman,” “Ding Dong the Witch is Dead” and Stevie Nicks, but no.
Bulletin assistant city editor and history columnist Joe Blackstock retires today after nearly 48 years in the news biz. He’s the subject of my Wednesday column.