Alternativo?

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07.23.08

Ozomatli, the 10-member, L.A.-based, multi-ethnic music collective, create an appealing genre confusion; well over half of their material comes from traditional Latin styles sung in Spanish, with a slight remainder of funky conscious rap. Yet their biggest audience is the segment of the alt-rock crowd that views global tolerance as a punk ideal. In this particular rock aesthetic, it’s a cool, intriguing plus to have a Japanese band member who plays both Indian tabla and Caribbean percussion.

Ozomatli won Grammy awards in 2002 and 2004 for Best Latin Rock/Alternative Album, but until recently, the iTunes music store mistakenly listed their heavily Latin 2004 disc Street Signs as “hip-hop.” Oddly enough, iTunes caught on late, initially listing Ozomatli’s recent and most eclectic pop-rock disc, 2007’s Don’t Mess with the Dragon, as “Latin.” Now iTunes simply slaps Ozomatli with the semi-appropriate and ethnic-sounding label “Alternativo.”

If there’s an argument to be made that genre mash-ups are essential to the rock tradition, Don’t Mess with the Dragon is it. Here, on the fifth disc, the band realizes its promise with an organic, integrated, upbeat pop sound in which hip-hop isn’t merely the lone spice in a Latin stew. Instead, the band creates a fully detailed yet easy-going brand of horn-filled West Coast funk that builds on reggaeton, classic R&B and hard rock. “City of Angels” sounds just like Kid Rock, while “Here We Go” is some sort of Chinese electro-reggae. “After Party” brings pure good vibes via Stax/Volt soul, while “Magnolia Soul” is Long Beach OG funk screaming for a Snoop Dogg cameo. “When I Close My Eyes” covers catchy emo-punk, while “Violeta” comes as an exquisite canciones-style ballad.

Ozomatli are known for progressive activism—such as supporting striking workers, the L.A. Peace and Justice Center, and music education programs—but they also create fun. Their recent music video of “Take Me Out to the Ball Game,” with its honking saxophone and Dodgers shout-outs, placed in the top three in ESPN’s contest celebrating the 100th anniversary of baseball’s greatest tune [the Dodgers still suck—ed.].

The band brings their genre-blending sense of community tradition to the Sonoma County Fair on Tuesday, July 29, at the Redwood Theater. 1350 Bennett Valley Road, Santa Rosa. 7pm. Free with fair admission; $15 reserved seats available. 707.545.4200.


North Bay Brewpubs

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07.23.08

Beer doesn’t grow in bottles. It grows in vast sky-high steel tanks visible from the freeway that generate soulless brewskies by the billion, light, cheap and abundant. But we also have a happy medium, where beer is tended to by men and women with names, homes, cell phone plans and all the other poignancies that make people human—and there is nothing quite like drinking these folks’ beer right over the bar from the brewer to you.

In the North Bay market, Russian River Brewing Co. bulls the beer. Captained by brewer Vinnie Cilurzo, who invented the double IPA in 1994 while brewing in San Diego, RRBC’s eight to 10 beers can be found on tap, including the famed Pliny the Elder and Blind Pig, each now available in bottles at retailers, if the pub’s too lively for you. 725 Fourth St., Santa Rosa. 707.545.2337.

Bear Republic Brewing Co., a rising star in the national bottled beer market, still offers a dozen or more beers on tap to its loyal followers, along with appetizers and comfy pub food to soak it up. Three-ounce tastes run $1.25 each, but those short on belly room might go straight to the barrel-aged Black Mamba Belgian, the creamy-topped Black Raven Porter and the Hop Rod Rye. 345 Healdsburg Ave., Healdsburg. 707.433.2337.

Downstream, Stumptown Brewery and Smokehouse toes the brewpub club with a pair of its own house-made beers, while well-known brews from other locals fill in the blanks. 15045 River Road, Guerneville. 707.869.0705.

In Fairfax, shady front seating and passing trays of pub grub make Iron Springs Pub and Brewery a tough one to walk past. The tasting paddle of six three-ounce samples ($7) is the best route toward seeking a favorite. 765 Center Blvd., Fairfax. 415.485.1005.

Locals in Petaluma get their drink on at Dempsey’s Restaurant and Brewery all year as pale, Irish, wheat, red and strong ales—plus the Ugly Dog Stout—flow from the taps. A shaded patio over the river makes that fourth pint seem like a fine idea on hot days. 50 E Washington St., Petaluma. 707.765.9694.

Marin Brewing Co. entered the beer market in 1989 with an unfamiliar liquid called “microbrew,” and the public took the bait and swallowed it gladly. Bluebeery, Stinson Beach Peach and Raspberry Trail Ale are current highlights. 1809 Larkspur Landing, Larkspur. 415.461.4677.

Marin Brew’s brother in business, Moylan’s Restaurant and Brewery, was spawned in 1995, and a comparable lineup of brews and grub heads the bill. A current pomegranate wheat is enjoying life as the star of summer. 15 Rowland Way, Novato. 415.897.0100.

Third Street Aleworks runs the rainbow on beers, from the English-style pale to the bright raspberry wheat to the pitch-black oatmeal stout, and a dozen in between. 610 Third St., Santa Rosa. 707.523.3060.

Around the corner in the Napa Valley, where wine runs like water, there is relief. Step into Silverado Brewing Co., and the wine-heavy barometer drops like a rock. Light beers dominate the summer menu, but for their recent eighth anniversary, the brewers stewed up a rearing and ready barrel-aged barleywine. This beast’s still kicking, so hold on to your wine glass. 3020 St. Helena Hwy., St. Helena. 707.967.9876.

Wine tasters can also try a change of tipple at Napa Valley Brewing Co., located at the Calistoga Inn Restaurant and Brewery. Here, several light beers, a porter and a red ale soak in the summer, but as winter nears, watch the tap list, for brewer Brad Smisloff plans to stir up a cold-weather special, perhaps an imperial stout. 1250 Lincoln Ave., Calistoga. 707.942.4101.

Fresh: The Napa Smith Brewery just opened in the old sake brewery off Highway 29 and conducts tours Monday-Friday. 1 Executive Way, Napa. 707.603.2906.

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Green Guru

07.23.08


The shades are drawn in Trathen Heckman’s sparsely furnished parlor, and a warm sleepy light gives the room an otherworldly softness. Dressed in a baseball cap, baggy shorts and sneakers, Heckman is at once youthful and wise, composed and energized. In fact, he is the picture of a man who conquers uncertainty and insecurity with vision, creativity and direction.

This sacred balance enables Heckman, 37, to juggle a multitude of jobs and responsibilities, among them directing Daily Acts, an organization that pours forth the message, “You and everything you do matters.” The goal of Daily Acts is to inspire and instill a reverence and active commitment to life, the earth and human relationships in a culture that Heckman says stresses lack and insufficiency. Every little action is crucial.

“It’s literally the difference between a world that’s being killed and that’s dying and the world that’s being born,” Heckman says. “You could just walk down the street and see nothing but problems, or you could walk down the street and see the solutions—lavender with bees all over them, food, medicine, wonder!”

Transforming words into reality are the “sustainability tours,” traveling workshops hosted by Daily Acts. These half-day tours take participants, via green transport, to what Heckman terms various “bright spots” in the North Bay where sustainable solutions are happening and working for regular people. Teaching everything from how to create your own natural, nontoxic wall finish to biodynamic composting, the Sustainability Series runs from March to October, with a brief break in the winter.

“You could read about it,” Heckman explains, “but you need to go out there and have someone stick edible flowers in your mouth and say, ‘Here, smell this rose geranium, you can make tea out of it.'”

The tragedies of Sept. 11 and the subsequent death of his mother drove the Chico State graduate and former professional snowboarder to take his first drastic actions in 2001. “The hurt of those two situations and some other aspects catalyzed me to step up in some way,” he says. “And that’s when I published the first issue of Ripples, did the first sustainability tour.”

Ripples Journal, an independent print publication currently reaching some 6,000 people, carries a joyful yet beseeching tone. Published twice yearly, each issue addresses the positive aspects of daily life and implores readers to live brilliantly and conscientiously.

Though content with the nonfiscal rewards of his work, Heckman acknowledges that even revolutionaries have to support themselves. “We’ve done a lot on very small finances, because we’ve been so supported by the community,” Heckman says.”Two hundred&–plus people volunteering close to 30,000 hours over the last five or six years. But you still gotta pay the bills.”

His commitment is beginning to pay off. Last year, Heckman began taking a part-time paycheck from Daily Acts after volunteering about 50 hours a week. He also took on directing Green Sangha, the second nonprofit to come under his wing. Described by Heckman as “spiritually engaged environmental action,” Green Sangha is a community that combines spiritual practice with environmental activism.

The Petaluma home Heckman shares with his wife, Mary, is a sustainability site in itself, from the earth plaster walls in his home to the graywater system and rain catchment tank in the backyard, all of which the Heckmans constructed with the help of community. A beehive produces a regular bounty of honey, and bottles of homemade brew are concocted with hops from Heckman’s own Humulus bine. With his energy and knowledge, he is inspiring proof that one individual can embody his or her beliefs in both word and deed. 

“It’s a strategy,” he says. “If we just keep inspiring and infecting each other back and forth, and knowing that the little bits are extremely vital.”

Walking outside, Heckman plucks a leaf from a rose geranium plant and sticks it under my nose. Heavenly. I marvel at a baby banana plant, the peas climbing up the fence on recycled metal, the cherry and apple trees. He fills my hands with strawberries, raspberries, herbs and a scone his wife made with blueberries from the backyard.

When it’s time to say goodbye, my senses are dizzy. Stepping out of Heckman’s garden feels like walking into another dimension. A gas station sign sneers in the sunlight—$4.51 per gallon—and my heart sinks. I think about the lack, the insufficiency. Then I notice the sweet smell of rose geraniums on my fingertips, and I remember the beautiful new world that right now is being born.

For more information about Daily Acts, ‘Ripples Journal’ or the Sustainability Tours, visit [ http://www.daily-acts.org/ ]www.daily-acts.org.

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Bring on the Figgy Beers

07.23.08


Summer has arrived and fresh figs are back. We never doubted they’d return, of course. In early summer, the first crop of this uniquely twice-per-year fruit arrives, black, brown, yellow or green, and all as sweet as jam.

But never would we have expected that two craft breweries this year would release an oddity fig beer. Yet with the onset of the summer of 2008, we find on retail shelves Avery Brewing Company’s Fifteen and Schmaltz Brewing Company’s Rejewvenator (“the Chosen Beer”), each brewed this spring with dried California Mission figs. Commercial fig beers are about as rare as beer styles come. Adam Avery, namesake founder of the family brewery in Boulder, Colo., believes that figs are overlooked as beer recipe elements due to their profoundly subdued flavors; they are subtly complex, much less tart than berries, cherries or apricots and almost entirely void of aroma.

Yet Avery notes that dried fig nuances regularly appear in strong, dark ales. “People often say that a beer is ‘figgy’ or has a ‘fig complexity,’ and I just decided, why not throw them right in?”

Avery’s Fifteen was brewed with spices, herbs and Brettanomyces yeast, known for leaving a sour barnyard pungency. The beer comes as a celebration of the brewery’s 15th anniversary and was meant to be a particularly “weird beer,” Avery says. Brewed to 7.7 percent ABV, Fifteen appears a light pink amber, care of the hibiscus flour petals in the recipe, and smells as bright and fresh as an herb garden—with a vibrant livestock aroma and just a teasing trace of horse. The fig flavor hides very furtively beneath and invites the most attuned palates to give this ripe, tangy brew a try. Pair it with a fresh barley salad.

Schmaltz’s Rejewvenator features the fig as a quasi-serious ecclesiastical symbol of new life and spirituality, with the 22-ounce bottle riddled with Holy Book quotes and historical references to the fig. A Belgian Dubbel-Doppelbock hybrid, Rejewvenator is a robust, big-boned animal of 7.8 percent ABV, which could stand proudly on a table spread with the Old World’s richest cheeses. Brewed with 400 gallons of fig purée in the kettle, the beer is heavy, woody, dark and sticky with fudge. Its creamy, candy body is underlaid with a rich complexities of many shades, like caramel, dried apricots, prunes, vanilla, hazelnut, raisins and dates. Far back on the finish, distantly, perhaps, there may even be some fig.

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Farmers as

07.23.08


flat-out adulation

Magazine and newsprint writing about farmers these days has all the oh-my-God! swoon of a CosmoGirl blogger catching the Jonas Brothers shopping for boxer shorts. Simply put, there is nothing hotter than a farmer right now. Growing food, not unwrapping it from some hermetic plastic shell, is suddenly hip and sexy—perhaps for the first time since Laura Ingalls met Almanzo Wilder. And what is sexier and hipper than being the very purveyor of said hipness itself? Indeed.

We’ve decided not to hide behind any meek tip-toe about our farmer adoration and to just straight out treat them like the rock stars they are. Accordingly, we’ve asked them the kind of inane questions that are inevitably posed to pale-limbed, heroin-chic guitarists. Not surprisingly, their answers are smart, funny and, most of all, fresh.

Star-struck reporters here are Suzanne Daly, Patricia Lynn Henley and Cassandra Landry.

—Gretchen Giles

Brandon Pugh & Brian Riva
Sol Food Farm

Biggest Hit: “Dry-farm tomatoes. We water once and walk away. The plants reach for deeper water. The tomatoes have a tougher skin, but they’re sweeter. You have to be wearing socks when you eat them, because they’ll knock them off.”

First Pick Up Your Instrument? Brandon Pugh: “I grew up in Arkansas. My mom had a backyard garden. I remember her shelling peas on the newspapers. I got into gardening right outside of high school.”

Brian Riva: “My family grew our own food in New York’s Hudson Valley, near Clinton’s Corners. I remember picking apples.”

Worst Review: “Gophers! I speared one today with a pole. They’re a pain in the neck. They’re crazy. Not only do they eat our plants, I hate stepping in their holes.”

Biggest Surprise: “That’s a tough one. The strawberries. I was surprised how big they were. They were as big as a baby’s hand. I had a strawberry that took three bites to eat—it was a three-biter.”

Best Acoustic Performance: “Strawberries. We can’t keep them longer than two hours in the market. They sell out. You can’t stop eating them. They rock.”

4388 Harrison Grade Road, Sebastopol. 707.874.2300. [ http://www.solfoodfarm.org.%20%3C/i%3E%D1S.D ]www.solfoodfarm.org. —S.D.


Nancy Skall
Middleton Farms

Biggest Hit: “Berries. Especially strawberries.” (A customer interrupts and says enthusiastically, “They’re red through and extremely flavorful. Chez Panisse and Aqua restaurants buy them from her.”)

First Pick Up Your Instrument? “We had a victory garden during World War II, but we didn’t work it ourselves. We had a gardener. My father was a lawyer and commuted, and my mom had no interest in gardening. I was about 11 or 12 years old; I did the flowers. My mom thought that I was a genius because I planted zinnias so thick that they looked like shrubs. She thought that it was a miracle that anything would come out of that patch since we lived outside of Chicago. I also planted iris and petunias.”

Worst Review: Skall laughs. “I have so many I don’t know where to start. I hate talking about negative things. I’d much rather celebrate. I have peach trees that die all the time, sometimes at one year, sometimes at 25 years. I’m much more in favor of good news.”

Biggest Surprise: “Oh gosh, I live in the moment. I can’t think of any.” (The interviewer suggests, as an example, finding 10 gophers dead without doing anything to kill them.) Skall laughs. “I’d go for that fantasy anytime.”

Best Acoustic Performance: “Asparagus. I don’t eat between meals, but the young fronds are delicious. If I find them in the garden, I’ll have a little midday snack.”

2651 Westside Road, Healdsburg. 707.433.4755. —S.D.

Jesus Soto
Oak Hill Farm

Biggest Hit: “I don’t have a favorite. I pretty much love all of my flowers. I think all of the flowers that I grow can be my favorite. Foodwise, when there’s corn in the field, I like that. I like to see the corn growing, and my mouth waters when it’s ready. Corn has been a part of my life all my life.”

First Pick Up Your Instrument? Jesus “Chuy” Soto started with Oak Hill working backstage as a handyman. “I did all kinds of repairs on the farm, from roofing to plumbing to maintenance.” But nurturing the soil was in his blood. “I grew up on a farm in Mexico. Ever since I can remember, I grew things—crops, beans, corn, hay. I grew things for the family, not as a business, but nevertheless, it was year after year. I knew something about how to prepare the soil, things like that.” In 1997, Chuy was tapped for a lead role with the farm’s beautiful blossoms, and he’s been starring with the flowers ever since.

Worst Review: “There are always times when germination is poor, when you plant and something happens. Like in springtime when it rains a lot, and germination is poor. You have to wait a month or so until the soil dries out, and then you have to start over.”

Best Acoustic Performance: It’s all acoustic for Soto. “We’re an organic farm. The preparation of the soil starts in the fall. When the season is done, we cover the field. The cover crop is a mixture of barley, vetch, oats. Flowers don’t need as much to grow as other crops. I think vegetable growers use more organic fertilizers. I don’t use much, or any. I just use cover crops in the fields, and in some of the lower fertility fields, I use some compost.”

The Red Barn at Oak Hill Farm, 15101 Sonoma Hwy., Glen Ellen. 707.996.6643. [ http://www.oakhillfarm.net%3C/i%3E.%D1P.L.H ]www.oakhillfarm.net.—P.L.H.

Brother and sister farmers
Lee and Wayne James
Tierra Vegetables

Biggest Hit Lee: “Strawberries or tomatoes are our bestsellers, but they don’t necessarily grow the best because they’re so dependant on the weather. It used to be the chipotles, but that’s during the winter.”

Wayne: “It’s the tomatoes. No contest.”

First Pick Up Your Instrument? Wayne: “I remember first growing sweet peppers and sunflowers. I loved sunflowers and I still do, and plant them all the time! They’re so impressive. I loved how completely yellow they were as a kid.”

Lee: “I was very into flowers. We always had some around in the house.”

Worst Review Lee: “I once planted an entire two acres of winter squash while Wayne was away with the Peace Corps. It was all seeded and beautiful and sprouting. I went down three or four days later and it was completely bare. The deer had gotten all of it! There wasn’t a piece of greenery left. I just remember staring at it and sobbing.”

Best Acoustic Performance Lee: “Strawberries. Those are definitely the best. Maybe tomatoes, like cherry tomatoes, but strawberries win each time for me.”

Wayne: “Oh yes, strawberries, of course, but carrots can be great, too. You gotta wipe off the grit a little, but it’s worth it.”

Day Job? Lee: “I’d be a dog trainer. I love animals.”

Wayne: “I honestly can’t think of anything else I would rather be doing than what we do here. It’s who I am, completely.”

651 Airport Blvd., Santa Rosa. Open Tuesday and Thursday&–Saturday, 11am&–6pm. 707.837.8366. —C.L.


Robert Stogner
Nelsen Ranch

Biggest Hit: “Potatoes. I grow 22 varieties including Purple Peruvian, Yukon, German, Butter Ball and Swedish Peanut, which is a fingerling peanut-shaped potato. I also grow an acre of popcorn, and two acres of winter squash.”

First Pick Up Your Instrument? “Grandma planted a garden in five-gallon buckets. My grandpa was a miner in Sierra County, and the soil was too rocky to plant in. I helped my grandma grow tomatoes, cucumbers and lemon cucumbers. It was the first time I had ever seen a lemon cucumber.”

Worst Review: “None so far, except weeds. And gophers!”

Biggest Surprise: “That’s a good one. I’m never surprised. I guess off-the-wall garlic. An old guy in Occidental gave me some garlic, including Blue Ukrainian and Pink Music. I started with three heads and ended up with 10 pounds each.” (The interview is interrupted by a woman asking, “How do you plant them?” Stogner answers, “Just shove ’em in the ground.”)

Best Acoustic Performance: “Red Torpedo onions. I love ’em, I love ’em.” He laughs. “Try ’em. You’ll love ’em. They even taste good on an onion sandwich!”

Nelsen Ranch, P.O. Box 22, Tomales. 707.762.1562. —S.D.

Heron Fox-Whiteside
Heron Fox Farm

Biggest Hit: “I specialize in native plants, medicinal herbs and mushrooms such as oysters, shiitake and mitake.”

First Pick Up Your Instrument? “I first started growing carnivorous plants when I was 12 years old. It was the classic little-boy fascination of bug-eating plants. I hand-pollinated and hybridized them, and started propagating them from seed. That led to propagating native plants.

Worst Review: “I lived in Monte Rio and had grown carnivorous plants for three years. When I was 15 years old in 1995, a flood came and washed my whole greenhouse away. All my unique plants grown from hand-pollinated seeds were gone. I gave up plants for a few years after that.”

Biggest Surprise: “My biggest surprise is getting rare plants to germinate, like redwood lilies from field-collected seed.”

 

Best Acoustic Performance: “Huckleberries and gooseberries—but I don’t sell the fruit, I only sell the plants.”

Heron Fox Farm, Cazadero. 707.847.3320. Call for appointments.—S.D. 

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Camp Clamp Down

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07.16.08

Driving east from Occidental to Pinole, Tim Johnson was unsure how he should break the bad news to the students at St. Joseph’s School. As a site director for the Caritas Creek environmental education program, based in western Sonoma County, it was one of his many tasks to make on-site visits to the participating Bay Area classes. As with every school he visited, the students would be excited to see him. Tall, boyishly handsome and exuding the sort of benign expression found in kindergarten teachers and Sesame Street characters, Johnson was well-liked by the students at St. Joseph’s.

Johnson’s popularity, of course, was simply a reflection of the students’ love for Caritas. As a heavily enrolled school-year environmental education program for over three decades, Caritas Creek’s unique and engaging approach to inspiring early adolescent children has proven to be an inimitable experience for tens of thousands of Bay Area children over the years.

Technically, however, Johnson was no longer employed. Just days earlier, the entire Caritas staff had been collectively terminated by the program director at Catholic Charities/Catholic Youth Organization (CCCYO) when they conflicted over proposed changes to the core tenants of the thriving program.

Against the demands of CCCYO, Johnson figured he would keep his appointments and at least offer some kind of in-person explanation. Greeting him by his nickname, Gus, the St. Joe’s eighth graders asked Johnson anxious questions about the troubling rumors they heard on MySpace concerning problems with the Caritas Creek program.

“It was all very emotional, especially for the younger kids, who were asking me why they couldn’t go to Caritas anymore,” Johnson says. “The teacher at the time told me that she might need to get grief counselors.”

As the official rationale of a “staffing problem” first leaked out, numerous parents, teachers and administrators, who have long considered the Caritas staff of college-educated teacher-naturalists one of the program’s best assets, deemed the explanation severely insufficient.

“We were very upset about the closure of Caritas at Occidental,” says Karen Francis, an eighth-grade language arts teacher at St. Patrick’s School in Rodeo, “so my students and I wrote letters to CYO and the San Francisco and Oakland [dioceses] about how we felt.”

Matters soon devolved further when CCCYO filed a multimillion dollar federal lawsuit alleging trademark infringement against a few of Johnson’s co-workers who sought to relaunch Caritas at a new location. With emotions running high, a heated tug-of-war ensued over the prevailing identity of the camp.

The Spirit Shot

The origin of the 216-acre CYO site in Occidental goes back to the early 1930s, when Father John Silva purchased 12 acres on Salmon Creek and converted it into a wilderness camp for teenage boys. Shortly after World War II, he donated the camp to the Catholic Youth Organization of the Archdiocese of San Francisco, who within a few years gave more serious attention to developing facilities for a formal outdoor recreation experience.

Later, in the mid-1950s, CYO purchased an additional 74 acres in the area and began running a more complete program for the Bay Area’s schoolchildren.

As a young girl from the Epiphany School in San Francisco’s Excelsior district, Paula Pardini’s time at CYO’s summer camp would become a huge influence on her life’s direction. She volunteered as a junior counselor in high school and worked summers at the CYO camp while in college. In the coming years, her experiences with CYO would prove to be a key inspiration for her founding of Caritas Creek.

“CYO was an amazing experience for me growing up,” says Pardini. “Nothing moves kids the way the camp environment does.”

Now in her 60s, Pardini is upbeat and animated in recollecting her earlier days. With expressive eyes that are as bright as her shiny white hair, she tells of how her CYO experience landed her a job at the more affluent Cloverleaf Ranch camp in Santa Rosa during her mid-20s. There, Pardini would eventually help break the camp’s color line by raising funds to bring a group of inner city youths from Oakland to attend, an act that proved significant beyond its more obvious reasons.

“It was the best session the camp ever had, because you had eight kids who embraced everything with enthusiasm and appreciation,” Pardini explains. “The year-round director told me, ‘This was the spirit shot that this camp needed for years.'”

The unique dynamic of pairing children from vastly different socioeconomic backgrounds was an experience that Pardini kept close as she searched for a Northern California location to establish her own outdoor camp a few years later.

“The idea was to provide children with the opportunity to connect with one another on a common footing,” says Mary Gordon, a cofounder of Caritas Creek, “without the trappings of what your history is or how much money you have, and to have them understand how similar they are rather than different.”

Settling into the spectacular natural setting of the Mendocino Woodlands, Pardini’s young team launched Caritas Creek as a nonprofit organization in the summer of 1975.

“I suggested ‘Caritas,’ because it is the Latin word for ‘God’s love,'” says Pardini, “and we combined it with ‘Creek,’ feeling that it combined the spiritual with the environmental. Caritas is about these connections, with your environment, your contemporaries, your god.”

Environmental Serendipity

In addition to its outdoor summer recreation camp, Caritas Creek began to distinguish itself with a unique school-year environmental education program that took a distinctive spiritual approach to engaging its students. Drawing from numerous sources, including her master’s degree program at the University of San Francisco’s Institute for Catholic Educational Leadership, Pardini generated a vibrant philosophy with a focus that would be summed up as “self, others, nature and spirit.”

“In the beginning, we really had to show people what we were trying to do,” says Gordon, “but over the years we had developed a unique niche. Today, there are many choices for environmental education, but people continue to come back to us because of the history and the reputation we have built.”

Through Pardini’s earlier contacts with CYO, Caritas Creek began to rent out the Occidental facility in 1979 to conduct environmental education. By 1984, the two had joined a partnership, with Caritas running the school-year program and CYO providing financial and facility-related backing.

The program was indeed highly multifaceted. Set among the redwoods, the camp would purposefully schedule schools from sharply differing locations—such as San Francisco’s affluent Marina district with Oakland’s struggling International Boulevard—for a week of its unique curriculum. Recreational activities such as archery, canoeing and ga-ga ball (a more rambunctious though ultimately less sadistic version of dodge ball) were matched with academically oriented nature hikes and scientific study. More spiritually engaging activities proved integral to the program, such as Serendipity, which sought to engage students in matters of community, self-identity and relationship-building by inviting them to share their views and emotions in intimate group conversations led by a teacher-naturalist.

“The activities that are set up for the kids [at Caritas] are well thought-out and have a deeper meaning,” says Sonya Simril, principal of St. Leo the Great School in Oakland. “The Serendipity is one of the best aspects of the trip. The kids have the opportunity to sit down in a circle and share something, personal or not, knowing that everyone will respect them.”

Although documents prepared for their 2007 court case sketch an ever-teetering relationship between Caritas and the upper management of CYO, the program thrived over the years, garnering stellar assessments from teachers, parents and administrators.

“If school were perfect, all of school would be like Caritas,” says Ann Manchester, former superintendent for the Oakland Diocese and the exiting principal of Holy Name School in San Francisco. “The program completely engages kids on all levels and appeals to every kind of learning style. It’s a week of total learning, immersion and complete community formation.”

As teachers and parents saw their kids return from Caritas with better behavior and positive perspectives, the weeklong camping experience became a core curriculum component for numerous schools from San Jose to Lake County. Most noticeably, the students themselves regarded the trip as a special experience that delved far beyond the usual classroom monotony.

“When we were told in the eighth grade that we were going [to Caritas] again, the reaction of everyone was crazy, and we couldn’t stop talking about it until we actually got to camp,” says Hannah Kargoll, a former student of St. Joseph’s of Notre Dame in Alameda. “The lessons really carried over with us when we got back, because at Caritas, they made a really big point that everything we were doing there could be brought back with us into the world.”

Eventually, continuing management conflicts between CYO and Caritas led to Pardini’s resignation in 1999. The camp’s popularity and high evaluation marks from participating parents and teachers would continue under Pardini’s longtime assistant Paul Raia, even as tensions between the partnered organizations heightened.

Programs, Priorities

After CYO completed its merger with Catholic Charities in 2003, it acknowledged the revamping of its winter and summer camps as a defined priority.

In 2005, CCCYO’s HIV director Dr. Glenn Motola’s promotion to director of programs was initially perceived as an encouraging development by members of Caritas, who were eager to see someone from the head office exhibit an on-the-ground understanding of what the program was and where it needed assistance.

“When Glenn Motola started as director of programs, he came to camp and inflated us about how he loved Caritas and how he thought it should be the flagship of CYO programs,” says current Caritas director Erik Oberg. “He really had our support when he first arrived at camp.”

The optimism proved short-lived. Caritas staff members assert that Motola’s promise of a hands-on presence never manifested, as he instead began to reveal a perspective sharply out of touch with the realities of the program.

“I remember Glen Motola promising us that he would be around a lot and watch activities, but he never did,” says Nelson Hernandez, a current teacher-naturalist at Caritas Creek, “so the people who wound up making some really big decisions simply had no real understanding of our program.”

Although CCCYO executive director Brian Cahill recognizes the popularity of the CYO-Caritas program, he asserts that it was not fiscally solvent and was falling short in other key areas. Negative feedback from teachers regarding the environmental education program, however small, typically pointed to the same two concerns: cabin supervision and a need for a higher prioritizing of the science content.

“At the time, there were serious parental concerns regarding supervision,” says Cahill via email. “[Our current] curriculum is now aligned with the California 4&–8 grade science standards, which was not the case prior to 2007.”

While everyone seemed to agree that the use of high school students for cabin supervision needed revamping, the notion of shifting the emphasis away from spiritually engaging activites toward a more explicit academic experience became a lingering point of contention.

“Glen started talking about how we need to shift to a science standards program,” says Oberg, “and if we did that, we could charge more. So everything was then leading to an inevitable goal of a science standards program as Motola started critiquing us in crazy ways.”

Moving into 2006, matters between Motola and Caritas management deteriorated so badly that a legal document prepared by Caritas for its court case one year later characterizes the time period as the point when the divide between the two organizations “became concrete.” The document provides a laundry list of conflicts between Motola and the Caritas management, which ultimately resulted in the resignation of two junior Caritas program directors in the space of about a year. (Motola, who is now the director of the Oak Hill School in Sausalito, declined to comment for this article.)

“The only thing we ever knew was that Paul Raia was struggling with the corporate office,” Johnson says, “we never had any tangible evidence that anything was really wrong, because CYO management were never around. Enrollment was doing great and most teachers were willing to book their week again as they were getting on the bus to leave.”

While some members of the staff caught wind of rumblings with upper management, such squabbling appeared to be a mainstay since the days when Pardini first formed a partnership with CYO.

“I left for Christmas break without any thoughts in my mind of things not going well,” says teacher-naturalist Camilla Guevara. “I knew that CYO was constantly second-guessing the program, but we just thought of Glenn Motola as some guy in the administration who didn’t get it. It was his job to get it—but he didn’t.”

Within a mere few days of returning from break in January, the entire program had fallen to pieces.

Trouble in Paradise

Little more than a week prior to hosting their first class of the 2007 spring semester, Motola called a meeting of the entire Caritas staff on Jan. 17, and presented them with a list of changes to the program that needed to be instituted immediately. Depending on whom you ask, the Caritas senior program director Paul Raia either personally chose to be absent or was prohibited from attending. (Now set to begin as the executive director of the Next Generation nonprofit in Marin, the conditions of Raia’s severance package restrict him from commenting for this article.)

Earlier in the month, Motola had received the final report of a camp evaluation he commissioned from the risk-management firm Camp and School Consulting. While the report acknowledges many positive attributes of the program, it ultimately calls for a sizable overhaul of numerous aspects of the camp and the environmental education program. The assessment echoed many of Motola’s perspectives, particularly on moving toward a more narrowly defined science-oriented curriculum. The list of changes Motola then presented to the staff heavily reflected the recommendations of the evaluation.

“Outside professional consultants had vital recommendations regarding supervision and best practices, [which] were not received in a positive manner by camp leaders,” says Cahill, “and they elected to sever ties.”

Among the list of roughly a dozen changes were issues such as the ever-worrisome dilemma of cabin supervision, disciplinary procedures and numerous facility-related matters, issues which the Caritas staff claim that they had expressed a full willingness to support. However, three points in the area of “Curriculum” proved contentious: revisions to the program’s “Serendipity” activity, a halt to the mixing of school groups and a restructuring of the week-concluding practice of “Celebration.”

It was in these three proposed revisions that the staff saw an effort by CCCYO to revamp the core tenants of Pardini’s program and skew it toward a completely new focus that removed the emphasis on connecting with the kids.

“The one change that I just couldn’t get behind was the separating of the schools,” says Johnson. “Why would you want to separate these kids when the whole point is to bring them together? It’s against what CYO says their mission is.”

When questioned on Motola’s insistence on the segregating of schoolchildren from differing socioeconomic backgrounds, Cahill asserts, “Our camp philosophy is to meet the needs of various groups of kids regardless of socioeconomic background, with specific programming and trained facilitators that meet their distinct, individual needs.”

Befuddled by how such core changes were to be implemented in the space of about nine days, the Caritas staff contends that they requested Motola’s specific plan on how to proceed.

“We said, ‘If you want us to make these changes, how should we do it?'” says current Caritas program director Emily Wood Ordway. “We were willing to hear their ideas. After two hours of discussion, they said we had to vote: ‘Yes’ you’re willing to stay, or ‘no’ you’re not.'”

What ensued is a matter of starkly different recollections. Cahill states that “the former camp leadership was not willing to consider implementing program changes. As a result, the program was temporarily suspended and staff were laid off in order to allow them to receive benefits.”

Conversely, the Caritas staff claims that they had brokered a second meeting set to convene two days later in which Motola and other CCCYO staff would return with a tangible plan for implementing the changes in such a short space of time.

“They came back on Friday and they had no proposal at all,” says Ordway. “There was no dialogue or choice on the matters. Nothing. Just eviction notices and letters of termination.”

Caritas Returns

Shocked and discouraged, many Caritas staff members simply returned to their homes around the country. Some dug in and tried to rally support against CCCYO’s decision, while others began looking forward.

“A lot of staff members were from out of state and left right away,” says Ordway. “A couple of us stuck around, and I started talking to Erik [Oberg] about doing our own camp.”

With the eager support of three schools, the duo successfully spearheaded an effort to run a pilot program for a new camp in nearby Cazadero. Amazingly, they had it up and running with a fully volunteer staff by April.

In late spring, Oberg and Ordway had paired with Gordon and Pardini to launch a new incarnation of Caritas Creek in the fall of 2007 at their new location in Cazadero. Pardini and her new partners mailed out their fall registration forms for environmental education shortly before CCCYO mailed theirs. Unsurprisingly perhaps, both parties claimed to be Caritas Creek.

“Within a week of us sending out our registration, CYO sent out their form for Caritas Creek,” Ordway explains. “That was followed by a lot of confusion and disgruntled responses from school administrators who were trying to piece the story together and decide who to trust. The phone calls just started pouring in.”

In light of the emerging conflict over who had the legitimate rights to Caritas Creek, Oberg, Ordway, Gordon and Pardini were served with papers informing them that CCCYO was suing them for trademark infringement for $9.6 million, as well as a court injunction to halt any further use of the Caritas name and logo in connection with the Cazadero camp.

“We had no resources and we didn’t know what to do,” says Ordway. “We were so passionate about the program, but felt that if we could not continue to call it Caritas Creek, it wouldn’t work.”

However, Pardini’s lawyer soon arranged a meeting with Paul Vapnek of Townsend and Townsend and Crew, one of the most renowned lawyers in the field of patent and trademark law at one of San Francisco’s oldest firms. Soon, the new upstart incarnation of Caritas Creek had a stellar legal team—pro bono.

“One of the reasons I’m still coming into the office on a regular basis is cases like Paula Pardini’s and the other Caritas Creek people,” explains Vapnek, “because these were interesting issues and these were people that desperately needed help. And the firm was willing to let me and several of our younger lawyers represent them without charge.”

When it came time for the hearing, Caritas entered the courtroom as a community. “We rallied people associated with the camp to show up for the hearing,” Ordway says. “On our side of the courtroom we had 44 supporters; on the CYO side of the courtroom they had the executive director [Brian Cahill].”

The judge quickly turned down CCCYO’s request for an injunction, and within the week, a settlement was being brokered. Among the details, CCCYO would relinquish any claim to the Caritas name or logo, while the Caritas staff would be required to state on all of the materials that they are not affiliated with CCCYO. It was a stipulation they were all too ready to accept.

Today, both CCCYO and Caritas Creek operate camp programs in close proximity to each other. The former is quick to cite its compliance with California science standards, and points to the 750 children currently enrolled in its summer camp program. Meanwhile, Caritas is presently running a summer camp in King’s Canyon near Sequoia National Park.

Yet the most telling postscript to the split is that Caritas Creek has ended up with the lion’s share of schools in its environmental education program. Whereas the final 2006 school-year program of CYO-Caritas Creek boasted 88 participating schools, nearly 50 of them had already attended the new incarnation of Caritas in Cazadero, a telling sign as to whether a spiritually oriented program has any staying power with the Bay Area’s Catholic school system.

As one teacher remarked, “It’s ironic to me that it’s a Catholic Youth Organization that wants to focus more on science.”

 


Blue to the Bone

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It’s a Guy Thing Almost 72, Buddy Guy this year released the album truest to his heart, ‘Skin Deep.’

By David Sason

Despite his hard-drinking, hypermasculine persona—a hulking physical presence, guitar licks that singe, a voice like a wolf and a huge mouth ready to bite your head off—George Thorogood is pretty modest. “My writing ability is very limited, as is my singing ability,” says the longtime purveyor of raucous blues rock, who plays the Marin Center with Buddy Guy on July 30. “As far as my songwriting ability—what limited ability I have—it’s just about used up. How many more Chuck Berry/Elmore James/Bo Diddley things can I do without making it a joke?”

According to Thorogood, there’s “genius” and also “clever.” And for him, there’s no such thing as self-delusion. “I’m not Bob Dylan, where I know I’m going to work the rest of my life,” he admits. “I only got two or three licks in me, and as far as my vocals go, let’s face it, I’m no Aretha Franklin.”

This type of brutal honesty is jarring, sure. But Thorogood sees it as the way of the world. “There are actors like Marlon Brando and there are actors like Bridget Fonda,” he claims, “but Bridget knows what she’s good at.” And by mastering his own expertise, no matter how limited, Thorogood has been one of the most consistent American performers since he and the Destroyers emerged from Delaware in the early ’70s. He and his band still play to packed houses, delivering airtight sets of raunchy, barroom classics like his abrasive cover of Bo Diddley’s “Who Do You Love” and “Bad to the Bone,” his universal hit.

It’s not like modest chart success bothers the ever-humble Thorogood. “A guy once asked me, ‘How does it feel to be a one-hit wonder?'” he recalls, “and I said, ‘A lot better than being a no-hit wonder.'” Possessing a refreshing sense of old-school professionalism, he’s happy to play fan favorites like “One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer,” even if his peers begrudge the obligation. “Steve Miller and John Fogerty, I see those guys periodically and they say, ‘I don’t want to play my hits, I want to get creative,’ and I say, ‘Why?'” Thorogood says. “If a promoter came up to me and said, ‘I don’t want you playing anything off your last five records,’ I’d say, ‘Great! How much do you want to pay me?'”

Thorogood’s levelheaded work ethic has stemmed from a fear of “getting fired” since his teenage years, but it’s also just reality. “The level of competition for entertainment now is sky-high,” he says. “You can’t just be good anymore. You can’t even be very good—you have to be great, all the time, every night.”

This refreshing desire to please his audience naturally extends to his opinion of releasing new albums, an act to which he’s grown increasingly reluctant. “I went to see Paul McCartney live, and nobody wanted to hear his new stuff,” he remembers. “Are you a fan of the Rolling Stones? Do you really think they need another album? I’m just gonna play live, baby.”

Although one last album is on its way, don’t expect it to reveal anything new about Thorogood. “I never said, ‘I went through this really bad divorce or my father passed away and I wrote this song,'” he says. “I share pleasure, but I keep the pain to myself.”

Chicago blues master Buddy Guy, on the other hand, has made a fruitful career of bringing pleasure through the expression of pain. And the Rock and Roll Hall of Famer—who unwittingly taught a young Hendrix his stage tricks and bridged the gap between blues and rock—is loving the studio, thanks to the just-released Skin Deep. “This is the most excited I’ve been about an album in quite a while,” Guy says of the new album, his very first fully comprising original material. “Even the first time Muddy Waters ever asked me to play with him, I don’t know if I was as excited about that as I am this.”

While not a confessional songwriter in the traditional sense, Guy calls Skin Deep his most personal record yet, continuing the back-to-roots trend of 2001’s Sweet Tea. The songs are largely informed by his upbringing in Lettsworth, La., including the poignant anti-racism title track. It was inspired by his memories of a white childhood friend whom he was forced to stop playing with around age 13. “We used to have a flashlight, and at night we would shine it through our hands,” he recalls, “and all we saw was red.”

While some may think the song is timely considering Obama’s candidacy, they’d be wrong. “I didn’t have the slightest idea I’d live to see a . . . I’m not going to call him African American or black, because he’s not,” Guy says, practicing what he preaches. “He’s as much white as he is black.”

Throughout his career, though, Guy has found observance to be his greatest source of creative inspiration. “You could be working construction and hear someone say something and turn it into a song,” he says. “You don’t have to live a bad life to write a good blues song, but you probably know someone who did go through it, even if you didn’t.”

Guy turns 72 the day of the upcoming Marin Center show, yet the desire to make Skin Deephad nothing to do with impending mortality. “I’ve wanted to do that from Jump Street,” he says. “Fifty-one years ago, I wanted to do it, but I didn’t have any power.” Shady business methods turned him off to the process in a big way. “Even if I wrote a song in the Chess [Records] days, my name wouldn’t even be on some of these songs,” Guy says. “Like, someone would come in and say ‘Skin Deep’ is all right, but you should change it to ‘Skin Weep.’ Then they’d claim the song.”

As an expert of spontaneous performance, Guy was also annoyed with producers’ constant tinkering. “There’s no time when you’re making a professional record and a producer’s telling you, ‘You sound too much like Tom, Dick and Harry,'” he insists. “When I was in the studio, I was being taught how to play, and I think you’re supposed to play what you already know.”

Like Thorogood, Guy still relishes playing live the most, although his wild-man antics are not what they once were. “You slow down when you get to 72 years old,” he says laughingly. “I can’t jump off the stage like I used to do, but I’ll still give you the best I got.” Judging from his scene-stealing turn last year in the Rolling Stones’ Shine a Light, he means it. It’s a good thing for us that true bluesmen never quit. “I don’t know no blues player who’s ‘retired,'” Guy says. “Blues players just drop.”

Buddy Guy and George Thorogood share a bill on Wednesday, July 30, at the Marin Center, 10 Avenue of the Flags, San Rafael. 8pm. $39–$75. 415.499.6800.




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Stomp some grapes, make some wine, no problem. The law allows each “head of the household” to produce the handsome quantity of 200 gallons of wine per year. That’s more than I can enjoy, and the cats don’t drink. Want to sell the surplus on the side? Out of luck. While cherries, oranges and tainted tomatoes may be sold casually on the roadside, wine is locked tightly in bond. Fiscal conservatives have jabbered for decades in favor of free enterprise, individual responsibility and hands-off government—so where the hell’s my roadside wine stand?

Fortunately for would-be winemakers with a yen for legality, there are custom facilities like Judd’s Hill MicroCrush to make their liquid dreams a cork-finished reality. Judd’s Hill offers an all-inclusive winemaking service (meaning, for one thing, customers needn’t sip contemplatively in the path of the forklift driver) for backyard vineyardists, growers with some fruit to spare and those who want to explore the possibilities of a new brand. They take care of the processing, barrel storage and, of course, the paperwork, even providing grapes if needed. It’ll cost some—but this is Napa! It’ll pay for itself.

Not ready to commit to a barrel, French, Hungarian or otherwise? There’s more. The family-owned winery offers its Barrel Blending Day Camp, after which happy campers can take home as few as three bottles that they’ve personally selected and hand-bottled from a range of Bordeaux-style blending options.

There’s so much going on up on Judd’s Hill, don’t forget they pump out 3,000 cases of their own juice. Winetasting here on a recent day is a chaotic, if friendly, affair; we’re seated around a big table with several groups under a complicated ceiling—it’s like the conference room of a hip urban company. Note the tiki ornamentation; winemaker Judd Finkelstein plays ukulele in a band called the Maikai Gents.

The light orange-pink 2007 Rosé ($18) has an appealing cantaloupe and tangy apricot base under an aroma of orange peel, while the ebullient 2005 Chardonnay ($26) uplifts the palate with the sensation of smoky roasted marshmallow. Somewhat pleasant and plummy, the lightly raisined 2006 Estate Pinot Noir ($30) seems just a mesoclimate away from ideal, while the 2005 Lodi Old Vine Zinfandel ($30) bests many producers from that locale with spot-on fresh raspberry, plum skin and soft, juicy fruit without too much spice. For this summer’s day, 2007 Sauvignon Blanc ($20) is the perfect, sweet and clean chilled melon in a glass. And with that, aloha.

Judd’s Hill Winery, 2332 Silverado Trail, Napa. Tasting daily, $10. 707.255.2332.



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Keeping It Local

07.23.08

Tucked away off of a narrow country road in Sebastopol, First Light Farm is difficult to find. One must pass through a gate, over a bridge and climb a winding uphill path before seeing the first rows of crops and hoop houses rising high above the soil. But this seclusion seems to fit the magical serenity that hangs over the three-acre property.

Owner and master farmer Nathan Boone has a calm majesty about him as he moves among the products of his careful cultivation. Boone, who shares the workload with only his daughter and the foreman, looks tired and satisfied. He describes his farming as a constant exploration, discovery and learning process. For him, farming isn’t purely about producing food. “It’s about intention,” he says, “where you are putting your heart.”

Practicing sustainable methods and inspired by biodynamic agriculture originally propounded by Rudolf Steiner, Boone says farming is his way of connecting with the earth. “You can’t just write about it or talk about it,” he says. “You have to be in it, working with it.”

This communion is exactly what participants of community supported agriculture, or CSA, are looking for. Buying produce from local farmers allows consumers to connect to the food they eat, knowing it hasn’t been sprayed with chemicals, genetically modified or shipped from thousands of miles away. Pollution from diesel fuels and unnecessary packaging is prevented.

With a set number of customers, farmers are able to grow just the right amount without wasting crops, and members agree in advance to share the losses if a farm has a bad turnout. The majority of CSAs charge for a weekly full or half share of produce, sometimes providing the option of such “add-ons” as flowers, dairy products or specialty items like honey or jam for an additional charge. Some farms ask members to volunteer a certain amount of time on the farm in addition to paying the subscription fee.

Members have the thrill of never knowing what to expect each week, when a new box filled with fresh delicacies is delivered or picked up. Most CSA farms include an informative letter with each share along with different recipe ideas for the foods in the box. Subscribers bump into each other at pickup sites and form friendships, turning shopping into a pleasant communal gathering refreshingly unlike the rushed sterility of supermarkets.

Biting into a bright yellow Taxi tomato, Boone describes the difference in taste and quality as biologically and physically unexplainable. “It’s the feeling and reality of all the love that goes into it,” he says. “People can taste it somehow.”

Pay Dirt

Experience the delights of fresh organic produce at any of these local CSAs

Canvas Ranch Season, year-round. Two hundred shares. Full share, $28 per week (four-week minimum); half-season, $320 (three months of weekly deliveries, a 5 percent discount); full season, $570 (six months of weekly deliveries, a 15 percent discount). No volunteer work required. Deborah Walton, 755 Tomales Road, Petaluma. 707.766.7171.

First Light Farm Season from June through December. Fifty shares. Full share, $20 per week; half-share, $14 per week. No volunteer work required. Nathan Boone, Bollinger Lane, Sebastopol. 707.480.5346.

Laguna Farm Season, year-round. Four hundred fifty shares. Full share, $16 per week with $75 deposit, billed monthly. Additional charge for drop-site deliveries as well as fruit, bread and extra salad options. No volunteer work required. Scott Mathieson, 1764 Cooper Road, Sebastopol. 707.823.0823.

Orchard Farm Season, year-round. Twenty-five shares. Full share, $18 per week, prepaid monthly. No volunteer work required. Kenneth Orchard, 10951 Barnett Valley Road, Sebastopol. 707.823.6528.

Shea’s Organics Season from May through November. Twenty shares. Full share, $25 per week. No volunteer work required. Erin Shea, Tre Monte Lane, Healdsburg. 707.495.0727.

Sol Food Farm Season from June through November. Forty shares. Full share, $750 per year. Volunteer work required. Brandon Pugh, 4388 Harrison Grade Road, Sebastopol. 707.874.2300.

Tierra Vegetables Season from May through December. Two hundred shares. Full share, $20 per week. No volunteer work required. Evie Truxaw, Airport Boulevard, Santa Rosa. 707.837.8366.

Valley End Farm Season from March through December. Small box, $20 per week; large box, $25 per week. No volunteer work required. Sharon Grossi, 6300 Petaluma Hill Road, Santa Rosa. 707.585.1123.

Wild Rose Ranch Season from June through November. Twenty shares. Full share, $550 per season; half-share, $300 per season. No volunteer work required. Eleanor Hilmer, 5365 Sonoma Mountain Road, Santa Rosa. 707.545.6062.

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Seeking Solutions

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07.23.08

Leafy potato plants flourish atop a low mound of yard clippings covered with straw. There’ll be a good harvest this year.

“The fact that we can grow potatoes out of what would be considered our waste pile is fabulous,” enthuses Pam Hartwell-Herrera, executive director of Sustainable Fairfax.

She’s standing in the group’s Sustainability Center, opened last October in a former single-family home opposite the Fairfax Town Hall in the gently rolling hills of Marin County. In the center’s postage-stamp-sized front yard squats a claw-footed bathtub painted a jaunty blue and filled with water and plants. The overflow from the bathtub/pond is piped a few yards away to what Hartwell-Herrera calls a “rain garden”—a soft, luscious blend of rocks, dirt and plants.

“It’s a way to capture water and have it slowly sink into the ground rather than go into the flood drains,” Hartwell-Herrera explains. “It creates a unique space where you can grow things you otherwise couldn’t grow.”

The place is sustainability made real, giving form and substance to the nonprofit group’s desire to find ways to create a local, can-do approach to preserving natural resources and combating global climate change. The emphasis is on solutions, not problems, Hartwell-Herrera says. “We don’t believe in eco-guilt. We’re against it. We believe in eco-inspiration.”

Founded in February 1999 under the now-defunct Sustainable North Bay organization, Sustainable Fairfax is one of several independent groups in the area, such as Sustainable Mill Valley, Sustainable Novato and Sustainable San Rafael. Each has a seat on the board of the umbrella organization, Sustainable Marin.

“We consider ourselves colleagues and partners with them,” Hartwell-Herrera says, adding, “We’re working to keep all the sustainables on the same page, collaborate on policy issues and be able to make sort of broader statements on countywide issues that we all feel the same way about.”

A prime example is Marin Clean Energy, the effort to create a new power agency to collectively buy nonpolluting renewable power, with PG&E continuing to be responsible for transmission lines, billing and other duties. The new agency would eventually plan, build and own new renewable power-generation facilities such as wind, geothermal, biomass or solar.

“This was actually a project that our founder took on and brought to our town,” Hartwell-Herrera recalls. “The town took it on and became the first town for Cities for Climate Protection in Marin. And then they went to the county level, and the county took it on in a really championing way. It is now being shopped around to every town in Marin to get them to opt in and join the county in what could bring 100 percent renewable energy to Marin.”

Another ongoing project is the push for a plastic-bag ban. Last year, Sustainable Fairfax teamed with the Inconvenient Group (formed after founder Renee Goddard saw Al Gore’s movie An Inconvenient Truth) to “green”-up the Fairfax farmers market. Volunteers handed out cloth grocery bags and replaced the smaller plastic vegetable bags with “compostable” bio-bags made from nongenetically modified corn products. In one night, 1,200 bio-bags were distributed, highlighting how much plastic gets used each week.

Sustainable Fairfax continues the push to “green” not just the local farmers market, but markets and stores throughout Marin and the North Bay. The Fairfax Town Council approved a plastic-bag ban, only to be stymied by the threat of a lawsuit from the plastic manufacturing industry. Now Sustainable Fairfax is working with others to place a plastic-grocery-bag ban on November’s ballot, because although the town could be sued over a ban, the voters can’t.

Sustainable Fairfax has a core of about 30 volunteers, but more than a hundred people are involved in its various activities.

“I don’t think there’s any one particular stereotype of who Sustainable Fairfax is,” Hartwell-Herrera notes. “It’s just a lot of people who want to be working in a positive direction.”

The challenge is to maintain the group’s focus on its key issues. Unofficially, Hartwell-Herrera says, those are climate change (including energy and transportation), toxics, waste, food and water. “We try to stay focused on those and bring as much of that as we can to build a self-reliant community.”

The main emphasis is on showing what’s possible, says Sustainable Fairfax president Scott Valentino.

“People are desperate for solutions, but they don’t know where to begin. There’s so much that can be done, but people are unaware of how easy it can be at times.”

The goal is empowerment, not guilt.

“People don’t come away from Sustainable Fairfax saying, ‘This is what you guys should do.’ People come away saying, ‘This is what I can do.’ That, I think, is one of the most successful things that we do,” Valentino says.

The Sustainability Center is located at 141 Bolinas Road, Fairfax. Open Friday&–Sunday, noon to 4pm. 415.455.9114. www.sustainablefairfax.org.


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