Breakfast in Bed

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Fast Breaks Slow

By Gretchen Giles

WHEN JESSE ZIFF COOL was a little girl, she was terribly afflicted with recurring tonsillitis that confined her to bed. Her mother plumped up and cooled the pillows, and then brought her breakfast to eat–crumbs and all–amid the sheets. The burning in her throat was soothed, her fever lessened; the experience itself was somehow healing.

Breakfast in bed has long been seen as the province solely of the ill and of mothers on that one day in May reserved each year in their honor. Otherwise, lovers seem to get the most treats, just as lovers should. But wouldn’t the whole world be a better place if everyone occasionally had the chance to simply lie in a languor over good tea or coffee, homebaked rolls, and perhaps just a second helping of fruit butter?

The answer is an emphatic yes.

And so Cool (her real name and aptly given) reminds us all that breakfast actually is the most important meal of the day, even if eaten at 10 p.m. Cool’s childhood memory of sweet affection and attention, mixed with the luxury of being in the most comfortable place possible, brings forth the natural issue: a new cookbook.

In writing Breakfast in Bed: 90 Recipes for Creative Indulgences (HarperCollins; $19.95), this Menlo Park-based chef and owner of the Flea St. Cafe embraces a gestalt of nurturing–be it one’s offspring, lover, parents, friends, or oneself. Cool is not exhorting us to rise with the cock’s crow to begin laboring over a hot stove. Rather, these recipes–all of which have “do ahead” reminders and which are often timed to take less than 35 minutes–range from the simplest making of oatmeal, soft mashed eggs, or the clever morphing of last night’s dinner into this morning’s meal, to more elaborate fare suitable for guests . . . in bed.

What is appealing about this book, other than the entire notion that supports it, is that Cool, 48, still dyes magenta streaks into her hair, keeps chickens in the backyard of her Silicon Valley home, and traveled out west in the ’70s in an old VW van, waiting tables by day while her son went to elementary school.

She is no lofty foodie making annual pilgrimages to Italy simply for the tomatoes.

The messy glee that infuses her recipes is one that is familiar to even the most harried cook. Stressing that the manner in which a morning meal is offered is nearly as important as the nourishment inherent, Cool makes such easy suggestions as slicing ripe fruit onto a pretty plate and garnishing with a handful of nasturtium petals from the window box, or wrapping melon in prosciutto, upending it in a glass, and pouring in a little champagne. All, she suggests, is not eggs Benedict, bud roses, and linen napkins.

Strict about eating those foods grown in-area, in-season, Breakfast in Bed begins with recipes for fruit butters, which Cool admits are “embarrassingly easy to make.” It ends with menu suggestions for feeding a new lover, a sick child, hungry campers at the beach, or a group of overnighting teenagers. We offer below two of Cool’s suggestions for celebrating life–supine.

Apple or Pear Butter

2 lbs. cooking apples or pears, peeled and cored
lemon zest
1 cinnamon stick
1 c. brown sugar
1/2 tsp. ground cloves
apple juice

In a heavy saucepan, combine the fruit, lemon, cinnamon, sugar, and cloves. Add enough juice to cover. Simmer, uncovered, until fruit is soft, about 15-30 minutes. Strain off excess juice and remove cinnamon. Mash or process, cover and store. Keeps for a week. Excellent on biscuits and toast.

Torta Murcia
This is one of those breakfast-for-dinner suggestions culled from Cool’s travels in Spain.

2 tblsp. extra-virgin olive oil
1 medium onion, chopped
1/2 sweet red pepper, chopped
6 oz. chicken breast meat, in bite-sized pieces
8 oz. spicy pork sausage, in bite-sized pieces
1-2 tblsp. fresh chopped rosemary
pinch of saffron
2 tblsp. dry red wine, chicken stock, or water
10 large eggs
1 1/2 c. cooked rice
1 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp. freshly ground pepper
1/2 c. finely chopped basil

Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Using an oven-proof pan, add the oil and sauté the onion, pepper, chicken, and sausage until the vegetables are soft and the meat is completely cooked. Stir in the rosemary, saffron, and wine and sauté for two minutes.

Meanwhile, whisk together the eggs, rice, salt, pepper, and basil.

Turn up the heat under the skillet. When it is just smoking, pour in the egg mixture. Remove from heat, turning to evenly disperse the eggs. Put the pan into the oven and bake for about 45 minutes, until the torta is set in the middle. Cool in the pan for 15 minutes. Invert the torta over a large plate and serve.

From the Oct. 16-22, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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Southwest Corner Brewpub

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529 1st St. W., Sonoma
938-2122

Hours: Daily, from 11:30 a.m. to 10:30 p.m., but subject to change. Saturday-Sunday brunch starts at 9:30 a.m.
Credit Cards: Visa, MasterCard, American Express
Parking: In the side parking lot or on the street

Beer
FORMERLY the Feed Store Cafe and Bakery, this fledgling brewpub opened on Memorial Day and is undergoing changes in kitchen staff, menu, and schedule. The beers had only just begun fermentation–which takes 16 days–the week before we visited. Too early to try all their planned selections, we tried two of the brewpub’s own samples on tap (and several selections from other breweries) the night we dined. We tried their Beereaucracy (after a tough day at work, who could resist that name?), an amber-colored India Pale Ale that had a citrus and hops aroma, a clean taste, and a long finish with a hint of bitters. Next we tried At Last Ale–a pale ale blend of three malted barleys and two kinds of hops. It was slightly deeper in hue, with a harmonious balance and good finish that doused the spiciness on our dinner plates.

By Halloween, Southwest Corner will have a grand reopening to showcase the new brews. Anchoring the menu will be four core beers, all named after weather phenomena: Balmy Blond (a pale golden ale), Red Sun Ale (a red ale), Hail Ale (a pale ale), and Stormy Night Stout. Expect appearances from one rotating beer and one seasonal beer (first up–Harvest Ale, a brown stout). Pints are $3.50; 12-oz. glasses, $2.75; the four-beer sampler, $3.50, and a pitcher costs $10. There are some wines available.

Brewmaster: Jim Muck.

Take-out/Keg Availability: 5-gallon kegs are $40; full-size kegs, $90.

Food
SOUTHWEST CORNER offers a selection of Southwest specialties like Santa Fe pizza and quesadillas. Other choices include fried or barbecued oysters, tapas, sandwiches, burgers, soups, and salads. The garlic fries ($3.95)–slender, hand-cut, and heaped into a white china soup bowl–have an enticing aroma and a wickedly irresistible lingering garlic bite. The cayenne-dusted onion rings ($3.95) also arrived cradled in a white soup bowl. Thin as boot laces and fairly tasty, they nevertheless lacked the expected zing of pepper and were too greasy.

The portobello relleño ($8.95) consisted of a thick, meaty portobello mushroom covered with layers of cheese; green, red, and orange bell pepper slices; and a rich brown ancho chili sauce with a slight sweetness. Topped with a crisscross design of sour cream and served with salsa, this was flavorful, but lacked black beans and a starchy element for balance. Tortillas or rice to sop up the sauce would have made a satisfying addition. The smoked chicken quesadilla ($6.95) contained melted cheese, small chunks of chicken, and red and green bell pepper slices. The red-hot salsa accompanying it contained hints of fresh pineapple, red onions, and cilantro, but it remained essentially a tearjerker, requiring copious chugs of suds to quell the flames.

No desserts were offered the night we dined (remember, the kitchen was still undergoing changes), but we were assured regular selections will include flourless chocolate cake, bread pudding, white chocolate cheesecake, and fresh cantaloupe sorbet (which our seared mouths lusted after in vain)–all house-made.

Service
FRIENDLY and eager to please.

Ambiance
THE OPEN, UNADORNED, and bare-floored dining area is decorated with a few Southwest artifacts, and several sacks of malt. A beamed ceiling and large open kitchen add to the sense of spaciousness.

Din: Recorded music is low in the dining area and louder in the small bar; on our Tuesday night visit, the place was quiet.

Restrooms: Well-lighted, clean, and no frills, accessed from outside the restaurant.

Non-drinkers: An old-fashioned Corner Root Beer, brewed on the premises, has a good strong flavor. Exciting plans to create their own cream soda! Non-drinkers may find the rustic outdoor patio has a warmer ambiance than the casual bar.

Fizz
EVENTS such as live jazz, blues, Cajun, ska, or reggae music on weekends; Monday Night Football with special menu themes. Outdoor patio with lighted fountain, canvas umbrellas, and strands of lights in the greenery.

Flat
INDOOR AMBIANCE a bit too cold and food a bit too hot.
–P.H.

From the Oct. 16-22, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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Sonoma Mountain Brewery & Hopyards

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Sonoma Mountain Brewery and Hopyards
14355 Hwy. 12, Glen Ellen
935-4515

Hours: Daily, 11 a.m. to 6 p.m.
Credit Cards: Visa, MasterCard, American Express
Parking: Large lot provided

Beer
SONOMA MOUNTAIN is not fooling around here: They produce just two beers, both of them lagers, both brewed along the mandates established by Germany’s purity law of 1516. The Estate Golden Pilsner is a light and crisp brew with a deep finish, while the Estate Amber Lager is caramel-smooth and rich with what the bartender described as a “long finish.” Both are made from on-property water that is filtered through volcanic rock and from hops grown on-site, lending both brews a first-ever “estate” designation for beer.

Seasonal: An Oktoberfest brew will be available in the tasting room only.

Brewmaster: Chris Atkinson.

Take-out/Keg Availability: Available in six-packs around the county already, Sonoma Mountain Brewery lagers are offered on tap in many restaurants. At the tasting room, 10-oz. glasses are $2.50; pints, $3.50; 22-oz. schooners, $4.50. Quarter-kegs are $65; half-kegs, $119.

Food
AS CEO TIM WALLACE stresses (the place is crawling with the Benziger family and Sonoma Mountain staff), this is not a restaurant where they make their own beer–this is a brewery that offers a small selection of food for those who are not famished. The limited menu features such local products as Mary’s pizzas ($3.95-$4.75); warm salt pretzels ($2.50); jalapeño poppers filled with cream cheese and served with a popper jam ($3.75); fried mozzarella sticks ($3.75) with ranch dressing for dipping; and a grilled sausage sampler ($4).

Service
THIS IS THE PLACE to taste beer the way you taste wine: with a knowledgeable staff who understand the brewing process from the ground up.

Ambiance
BRAND-SPANKING NEW, this large room is airy and light, with a big stone fireplace dominating one corner, a comfortable bar, comfortable chairs, and roomy tables. An outside patio is extremely pleasant and accommodates smokers. An additional outside area near the hop gardens sometimes doubles as a performance arena for planned upcoming shows and for private parties. The path from the driveway leads the visitor through an upscale agricultural display that delineates the beer-making process and the building of the facility (the tanks were brought over from a German brewery), as well as demonstrating how the water is filtered and the barley tended. A self-guided tour of the brewing process is also available.

Din: As quiet as a tasting room.

Restrooms: Large, new, and clean–you could live in them.

Non-drinkers: A large selection of drinks–including Calistoga water, Henry Weinhard root beer, Benziger wine, and Ace hard cider–is available for those who disdain beer or alcohol in general. The atmosphere is friendlier and more down-home than a winetasting room, as many locals go there for an after-work beer from the surrounding wineries. Nothing stuffy about this place.

Fizz
THE BEER IS QUITE GOOD, the people friendly, the ambience welcoming and comfortable.

Flat
WE LOOK FORWARD to a time when they might serve a greater selection of food.
–G.G.

From the Oct. 16-22, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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Zak Zaikine

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Soul Food


Michael Amsler

Dog days of autumn: Zak Zaikine and his canine companion pose before one of the artist’s angelic pet portraits.

Artist Zak Zaikine and that joyous feeling

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The Housekeeper

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Playing House

By Daedalus Howell

DON’T BE DUPED by the mawkish title–James Prideaux’s The Housekeeper is a bloody, psychic-abattoir masquerading as romantic comedy. Largely concerned with the class ranking and retarded sexuality of its two characters (a trashy, self-invented housekeeper and a failed, self-published author), The Housekeeper–playing through Oct. 26 at the Main Street Theatre–predictably reconciles and unites this conflicted duo with such a jagged suture that the result is a maudlin, emotional Frankenstein . . . with plenty of laughs.

Prideaux’s is a complicated work. An aspiring live-in maid and husband-hunter, Annie Dankworth (an animated Diane Bailey) arrives at the stately manor of middle-aged Manley Carstairs (estimably deployed by Gerald Haston) after learning that the wannabe scribe is in need of a housekeeper.

His ailing mother freshly dead (he still entreats her phantom advice), Manley proves an easy mark for Annie’s career-conniving as she sashays into the curmudgeon’s home sporting a bogus résumé and boasting fictional references. She is hired more because of Manley’s closeted and lecherous nature than for her contrivances, however, and the ghastliness begins: a tête-à-tête on the chopping block.

Thankfully, director Jennifer King crafts an accessible interpretation of Prideaux’s befuddled morass (essentially a two-act dialogue rife with rancor and dementia) that makes for entertaining theater despite the play’s tired convolutions and the snap-on satisfaction of the ending.

King’s keen casting accounts for much of her production’s cogency. Haston (last seen as Sir Toby Belch in Main Street’s Summer Shakespeare production of Twelfth Night) is remarkably adept at portraying psychological defeat and resignation. In Haston’s hands, the ironically named Manley is a prissy specimen of sexual, professional, and artistic failure–a truly grating presence played with poise.

Bailey, too, creates an utterly repugnant character of Annie, handsomely meeting the author’s intention in a photo-finish with Haston. Bailey’s Annie rasps against her ruse until her obnoxious braying and heinous antics puncture and reveal her crude machinations.

Bailey shapes her character with cognizance. In the second act when Annie’s Alice in Wonderland-style frock and apron are upgraded to a monstrous black sateen affair tip-topped with a rhinestone tiara (succinct costume design by Jennifer Mingoia), Bailey comically endows Annie with a sense of self-worth despite her wretched circumstances.

At times The Housekeeper is a relentless barrage of verbiage with which the players mostly succeed. Complications arise like weeds: Annie not only is trying to camouflage her bag-lady existence, but admits to being an “aging virgin”–a sexual status that she wants altered immediately. Correspondingly, Manley, regardless of his self-called “monastic existence,” believes that he is a repressed sex maniac because of a tepid fantasy he entertains about a registered nurse and a bicycle. This match-made-in-Heaven subplot is one which Prideaux defaults to the most saccharine outcome. Director King, however, navigates these murky waters with a commendable agility, managing to keep the show afloat in defiance of its predilection for sandbars.

The set, also devised by King, makes admirable use of Main Street’s cozy quarters: a budget-Victorian sitting room flanked by burgundy walls (thank Brian Marr’s scenic painting), a couch, and writer’s desk conspicuously lacking clutter–all nicely lit by Peter Fallon’s mellow light design. The classical music that ushers in new sequences is an especially nice touch and a credit to Fallon’s talents as a sound designer.

The Housekeeper is a pitch-black comedy that appears amiable, even benign, in the beginning but soon reveals itself as a psychological chamber of horrors. Not recommended for dates, this material will warm the hearts of anyone who revels in dysfunction.

Like the horrible fascination that makes one slow down to view a car wreck, The Housekeeper is a must-see.

The Housekeeper plays Thursday-Sunday through Oct. 26. Thursday-Saturday at 8 p.m.; Sunday at 7 p.m. Main Street Theatre, 104 N. Main St., Sebastopol. Tickets are $12. 823-0177.

From the Oct. 16-22, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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Santa Rosa Wastewater

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Boiling over Hot Water


Michael Amsler

Steaming mad: Santa Rosa City Coucilwoman Pat Wiggins tells officials from the city’s Board of Public Utilities that she is “appalled” over a proposal to push ahead with plans to send local wastewater to The Geysers without comparative studies.

SR Council splits over plan to pipe wastewater to The Geysers

By Paula Harris

BOARD of Public Utilities Chairman Richard Dowd jokes that his snowy white hair was still brown when he first started looking at possible solutions for disposing of Santa Rosa’s treated wastewater a couple of decades ago. “It’s been a while,” he quips.

Indeed, it’s been 12 years since state water officials ordered the city to find an alternative to dumping millions of gallons of wastewater each year into the Russian River, following a disastrous spill of untreated sewage into the river and neighboring property. Now, finally, some Santa Rosa city officials believe they are closing in on a solution. Or are they?

“Yes, we are. We’re getting to the end of the race,” says an optimistic Dowd after a sometimes heated discussion this week between City Council members and the BPU. “We should make a decision by the end of the year.”

The city has been pursuing several wastewater-disposal alternatives, including massive irrigation in southern or western Sonoma County, increased discharges into the Russian River, and the use of wetlands to transform wastewater into drinking water. It even considered employing a system of incinerating, waterless toilets. But, until recently, the Russian River option seemed to be the leading contender. Under that controversial but inexpensive plan, the city would be allowed to increase discharges to 20 times the current permitted level.

Then, last week, after several weeks of public hearings, the city’s BPU fixed its sights on the Geysers option, which would pipe 11 million gallons of treated wastewater daily to the geothermal electrical generating plant along a 34-mile pipeline. On Tuesday, the BPU met with council members at a joint study session to explain its recommendation that the City Council zero in on the plan to pipe its unwanted wastewater to The Geysers, the remote geothermal wells 12 miles east of Cloverdale in the foothills of the Mayacamas Mountains.

The proposal had been deemed impractical at first because of high pumping and maintenance costs. But, in August, the option re-emerged when an offer by a consortium of six geothermal energy companies–affectionately known to the BPU as “Team Geysers”–entered the discussions. In the eyes of the BPU–and a majority of the City Council–the energy consortium’s offer to pay more than $50 million of the pipeline project’s $132 million construction costs makes the option fiscally competitive with the alternative of increased river-dumping.

According to the BPU officials, ratepayers would also benefit. Instead of the original $74 per month increase under the original Geysers proposal, they say, the average ratepayer would pay between $6 and $12 more per month under the Geysers plan.

“Because of the money that Team Geysers has put on the table, that particular alternative may make more sense then the others,” says Dowd. “That’s not to say this is the final one the board has selected, but we’re not spending any more money [to consider] other alternatives.”

However, some council members are balking at the thought of shelving the other options. “When you have a multifaceted solution, you tend to last longer,” says City Councilman Mike Martini. “I was encouraged that components were coming together, but now we’ve gone back to a single solution.”

COUNCILWOMAN Pat Wiggins echoes Martini’s concerns. “I’m appalled that [the BPU is] saying we’re not to look at any more studies,” she says. “I don’t think the Geysers [option] is a savior. No one’s benefiting from profits coming into this private industry. [Instead] we could be helping our biggest industry–agriculture.

“The Geysers are good for the [elimination of] wastewater, but they don’t serve the economic growth of our own community.”

Councilwoman Noreen Evans points out that the Geysers option has “a number of uncertainties and is not a long-term solution.” During the study session, she encouraged the BPU to conduct supplemental studies, and not just focus on the one alternative.

“We’ve not selected the Geysers alternative; we’re just focusing attention on it to get the nuts and bolts,” reiterated Dowd.

“How can I evaluate that in a vacuum without looking at the nuts and bolts of other alternatives?” Evans shot back.

Still, the majority of the seven-member council clearly favors the Geysers proposal. “You’re moving in the only direction possible at this point,” Councilwoman Janet Condron told BPU members. “It’s put up or shut up time. We really don’t have a concrete option in front of us for ag reuse and no names for viable storage reuse.”

While Councilman Dave Berto says he has no problem with the BPU’s recommendation to pursue The Geysers as the city’s main option, he wonders what will happen “if they run out of the need for water economically.”

Under the Geysers option, north county farmers and vineyard owners in the Alexander Valley must be willing to provide land for storage ponds and irrigation so wastewater can be siphoned off along the pipeline’s route for agricultural use. But BPU members say expectations that farmers will come forward with offers to let the city use their lands have not been realistic. Some council members disagree, saying the agricultural community has shown an interest in using the wastewater for irrigation.

“Any solution for ag reuse would have to have 1.2 billion gallons of additional storage upfront,” says Dowd, who adds that the primary opposition to the Geysers plan is that the pipeline would bisect private property. The National Audubon Society has complained that the proposed pipeline would disrupt a 1,400-acre wildlife sanctuary. Another concern is that the increased activity at The Geysers could contribute to additional earthquakes. “Our consultants say that won’t happen,” Dowd says.

The City Council and the BPU will continue their joint study session on Tuesday, Oct. 21. A final decision on the selection of one option is expected sometime in December.

In the past four years, the council has paid $15 million to study the problem. In the past two years, state officials have granted several extensions and set a firm Sept. 30, 1999, deadline for a long-range solution.

From the Oct. 16-22, 1997, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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Marin Brewing Co.

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1809 Larkspur Landing Circle, Larkspur
415/461-HOPS (4677)

Hours: Sunday-Thursday, 11:30 a.m. to midnight; Friday-Saturday, 11:30 a.m. to 1 a.m.
Credit Cards: All except Diners’ Club
Parking: Ample

Beer
AN EVER-ROTATING selection of beers from 27 different recipes, including several Great American Beer Festival medal winners; four to seven are usually offered on tap at this, the oldest brewpub in Marin. They use hops from the Yakima Valley in Washington and from Kent, England, and malts from the American Northwest. Between four and seven selections on tap. Four-ounce samplers are 75 cents (pints $2.75).

Specialties we tried included the following: The Raspberry Trail Ale smelled like a jelly doughnut, but the sweet-dry flavor was light and refreshing. However, the tinge of raspberries did not pair well with the savory flavors of the food. It may pair well with chocolate cheesecake! The Marin Hefe Weiss is an unfiltered wheat beer with an unappetizing cloudy yellow appearance, but looks can deceive, as this paired well with the food. It’s light and yeasty, with a dry bite at the finish. A real standpout is the Mt. Tam Pale Ale; an amber-hued beer, medium-bodied and well-balanced, with a long, slightly metallic finish, this ale never leaves the menu, clearly defining it as a house favorite. The quaintly named San Quentin’s Breakout Stout can best be described in two words: espresso coffee. This beverage looks, smells, and tastes for all the world like java, an intensely black brew with a tan head. Big, creamy-textured, roasted, and malty, with hints of bitter hazelnut, it’s a meal in itself.

Seasonal: “Hoppy Holidaze” spiced Christmas ale, “Harvest Ale” honey malt brew for Thanksgiving, and “Star Brew 1000” barley wine-style commemorative wheat beer, to be released
Feb. 29.

Brewmaster: Arne Johnson.

Take-out/Keg Availability: 22-oz. bottles ($3-$4); 5-gallon kegs ($40-$45).

Food
SUPERIOR PUB GRUB, including such beer buddies as jalapeño pepper poppers, buffalo wings, and calamari fritti. Our selections included the following:
Onion rings: Beer-battered bermuda onions served piping hot and crisp ($3.95). Soup of the day: A thick, gluey, salty potato-leek; lotsa leeks, not much potato ($2.25 a cup; $3.25 a bowl). Vegetarian pizza: Colorful, sautéed chunks of carrots, zucchini, and bell peppers atop a good semolina crust from the wood-burning oven ($9.95, regular-sized; $5.95, mini). Turkey burger with honey-chili sauce: Served on a fluffy Kaiser roll, a moist and tasty burger–not dry and sawdusty like many of its kin–with a spicy-sweet sauce and addictively crunchy fries ($5.95). Desserts include a standard carrot cake, a New York cheesecake, and a tiramisu–none house-made ($3.50), and none even offered by our server.

Service
ADEQUATE but uninformed

Ambiance
SPORTS-MEETS-SUDS. Dangling mountain bikes and model aircraft surrounded by beer memorabilia. Deep-bar dark even at lunchtime. Low lights made menu-reading a challenge even at midday. A small area for al fresco dining in the outdoor shopping mall setting.

Din: The blaring recorded rock and soul music actually prevented conversation.

Restrooms: Small, untidy, and prone to long lines; not a good place to escape your dining companions.

Non-drinkers: Non-alcoholic bottled beers, organic apple juice; has a restaurant feel but with plenty of pub games.

Fizz
BEER SELECTION, food, Friday night jazz on the outdoor patio.

Flat
RESTROOMS, service, and noise.
–P.H.

From the Oct. 16-22, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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Moylan’s Brewery & Restaurant

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Moylan’s Brewery & Restaurant
Vintage Oaks Shopping Center
15 Rowland Way, Novato
415/898-4677 (HOPS)

Hours: Daily, 11:30 a.m. to midnight; Friday-Saturday, 11: 30 a.m. to 1:00 a.m.
Credit Cards: Visa, MasterCard, American Express
Parking: Limited but convenient

Beer
AT MOYLAN’S, where a boisterous appreciation of beer–in all its cold, foamy glory–hangs thick in the air like religion at a tent revival, there are eight beers on tap at any moment, with special seasonal brews rotated through when it strikes the brewmaster’s fancy. A recent pilgrimage to Moylan’s began with a sampler of eight 4-oz. shots (75 cents each). “A good, diverse range of beers,” our group’s amateur beer brewer remarked, going on to observe that all offerings tended toward the sweet side of the beer-tasting spectrum.

Especially tasty were the light and flavorful Wheatberry; the strong-flavored India Pale Ale; the rich, nutty Mt. Burdell; and the N2 Amber, a nitrogen-infused ale with a good balance of flavors and a spicy, complex finish. The stouts, however, were generally watery, lacking the muscular robustness that stouts require.

Seasonal: We liked the the sneak peek we were given of the brewery’s naughtily-named Kilt Lifter Ale, an autumn delight just now being brewed. It’s a rich, spicy, heady brew perfect for the pastoral sensory assault that is Autumn in Northern California.

Brewmaster: Paddy Giffen.

Take-out/Keg Availability: Select beers in bottles ($3-$5); all on-tap beers in half-kegs ($40-$45).

Food
OUT ON THE comfortably heated patio, we sipped and gobbled as the sun sank slowly and the baseball game played thoughtfully overhead. Running counter to the English pub decor, the food reflects a good old-fashioned American grub sensibility, featuring thick, juicy burgers, sandwiches, pizzas, and appetizers that–while delicious–tend to be fried. Cajun-style sautéed prawns ($8.95) were the big hit, plenty spicy and cooked to pop-in-your-mouth perfection. A mountainous helping of onion rings ($3.95) was hot, tasty, and fresh, and just this side of too-greasy, and the popular garlic fries ($3.95) were equally generous and garlicky enough to dissuade the interest of Dracula himself.

A baby spring mix salad ($5.95) was excellent, one of those everything-in-the-garden kinds of salads, with everything crisp and fresh. Moylan’s chili burger ($6.95) came heaped with savory black-bean chili, mounds of melted cheddar, and chunks of crisp onion. Moylan’s offers four wood-fired pizzas: the vegetarian, the meat-eater, the Hawaiian, and Ron’s taco pizza. We tried the veggie, a delicious two-person pizza ($8.95) with a light and chewy crust that could have been eaten without toppings.

Service
OUR WITTY AND JOVIAL SERVER was more than committed to our enjoyment, was quick and capable, and demonstrated an aficionado’s in-depth knowledge of Moylan’s beers. When we asked a question he could not answer, he summoned the manager to our table within 90 seconds.

Ambiance
INSIDE MOYLAN’S cavernous interior, the decor has the look of an English pub during a beer-can collectors’ convention. Owner Brendan Moylan’s eye-popping collection of brew cans from around the world is displayed on the soaring rafters overhead. There are dual televisions near the bar for sports fans, and a pleasant outdoor patio, heated at nights.

Din: In the evenings the place becomes rather noisy but hardly deafening, exuding a happy, partylike feeling.

Restrooms: The men’s has a bare-bones interior, giving no reason to hang around longer than absolutely necessary, but with an overhead speaker so that ball games can be enjoyed even in the john. The women’s is a bit better: the walls are tiled and they hold up a few paintings.

Non-drinkers: The food and meeting-place atmosphere more than balance Moylan’s brewpub identity. There is no reason a non-drinker would feel uncomfortable sipping soda and espresso. Limited non-alcoholic beer list: Bitburger and Coors’ Cutter.

Fizz
WHEATBERRY ALE, Kilt Lifter Ale. Excellent prices, good range of beers, great pizza, and an easygoing atmosphere.

Flat
WATERY stouts.
–D.T.

From the Oct. 16-22, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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Sonoma, Marin, Napa & Mendocino County

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Suds & Grub

The Independent‘s guide to bellying-up to North Bay brewpubs

Edited by Gretchen Giles

THIS SEEMED LIKE a sweet deal: We each got a few bucks to take friends and family out to lunch and dinner; we were forced to drink copious amounts of the best housemade beer in the North Bay; we were darn near threatened if we didn’t have a good time–even Amnesty International was beginning to get just a little curious. So what’s to complain about?

It’s over.

Our drab, hey-what’s-in-your-brown-paper-bag lunches are back. We are suspiciously sober all the time. There have even been a few renegades talking about eating fruit.

Ah, well, all good things have to come to an end. But it’s just the beginning for you, the reader, as you travel with writers Greg Cahill, Gretchen Giles, Paula Harris, David Templeton, and Marina Wolf to the back roads and the front roads of the booming microbrew pub scene in Sonoma and Marin counties and Calistoga, a scene that we’ve watched bubble up before our dazzled eyes. When we first reported on this fizzy phenomenon in February of ’95, there were a modest two players on the local brewpub market. Today you’re looking at the longest food feature we’ve ever run.

And before you legion of beermakers begin to write nasty letters, just calm down: We visited only those pubs that serve food and brew their own beer, we didn’t scour Napa and Mendocino counties, and we didn’t intend to leave you out. So sit back, pop a cold one, and let your mouth water.

Sonoma County
Bear Republic Brewing Company
Dempsey’s Restaurant & Brewery
Korbel Delicatessen & Market
Powerhouse Brewing Company
Santa Rosa Brewing Company
Sonoma Mountain Brewery & Hopyards
The Southwest Corner Brewpub
Third Street Aleworks

Marin County
Marin Brewing Company
Moylan’s Brewery & Restaurant
Willow Street

Mendocino County
Mendocino Brewing Company

Napa County
Napa Valley Brewing Company

From the Oct. 16-22, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

© Metro Publishing Inc.

The Scoop

Big, Big News

By Bob Harris

I’M FLIPPING through the Los Angeles Times the other day and I come across a one-paragraph item, an inch high and 63 words long, buried in the corner of page A11: “Mad Cow Disease Linked to Humans.”

The story: Two separate studies in England and Scotland conclude that a new variant of Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease (CJD) is directly caused by eating beef contaminated with Mad Cow disease. Doctors weren’t certain before, but the virus definitely jumps species. That’s where the Times story ends.

Gee, thanks, guys.

Here’s the rest of the story, the part that most papers left out: The new form of CJD, which turns your brain into Swiss cheese, recently arose in humans because of the recent factory-farm cost-saving practice of grinding up the carcasses of sick animals and mixing them into the feed of perfectly healthy animals, which we then eat.

Nobody stopped this little viral food chain until only a couple of years ago. Unfortunately, the incubation period of the disease can be as long as a decade. So the folks who recently died from CJD might have gotten it from meat they ate while the Berlin Wall was still standing.

You’re probably OK–so far most of the problem has been in Britain–but keep your fingers crossed. We’re looking at anything from a handful of new cases every year to a major problem. No one really knows.

This might all blow over, but it might be a big deal. That’s also true of El Niño, and we’re getting prepared for that, just to be safe.

So how come proof that Mad Cow disease can kill us humans rates only one tiny paragraph, not just in the Times, but all over the country? Of course, if tiny murder victim Jon-Benet Ramsey had died of Mad Cow disease, that would be front-page news.

SHOULD ONE ENTERPRISE be tax-exempt, even though all its competitors and customers are paying their fair share, and its employees aren’t being paid a cent? Let’s back up. I went to the engineering college at Case Western Reserve University. They didn’t do athletic scholarships. They held competitions to do things like design a functional robot out of three crayons and a CB radio, or build an atomic clock from a brick of tofu. I once saw a guy use a chicken and integral calculus to back-engineer an egg.

CWRU had a full schedule of varsity sports, but we played most of our games against other Starfleet Cadets, which is probably the only reason most of our athletes survived to graduate. Watching us play football against Carnegie-Mellon was pure joy. Our quarterback could use fractal geometry to describe random variations in the parabolic flight of a forward pass; actually throwing one was another matter.

We passed the time at the games by making up our own cheers: With Heisenberg and Schroedinger’s equations all implausible, the quantum view of physics says a touchdown’s not impossible! Yay!

If it wasn’t for all the stirring pep talks from Stephen Hawking, we never would have won a game. I’ve found that most people outside Cleveland have never heard of CWRU. Which is a shame.

Academically, it rocks.

Of course, if we’d given athletic scholarships to a bunch of 320-pound steroid jobs and lost to Ohio State every year, you’d know us really well. It wouldn’t have anything to do with anybody learning anything, but hey, what’s a college for, anyway?

That’s precisely what the Kansas City Star has asked in a recent series of articles it has carefully researched for over a year. You already knew that NCAA sports are big, but did you know that their basketball TV contract is worth more than the contracts for the Super Bowl or World Series? Or that the largest college football teams are worth more than some NFL franchises?

As you realize that the players themselves are forbidden from seeing a dime, you can imagine the amount of cash flying around. And guess what? The NCAA, because it’s tangentially related to college education, is tax-exempt.

Granted, some of the money does find its way into actual educational stuff, which is great. But do college sports really deserve their tax-exempt status?

Oh, sure. If nothing else, the unpaid players making millions for others are learning a lot about how the world really works.

A WHILE BACK, I had the temerity to suggest that maybe the world media were overselling their coverage of Diana Spencer’s car accident just a teensy bit. I got plenty of angry e-mail, but some new data have arrived to corroborate my position.

According to a British company that compiles newspaper articles by subject, the car wreck in Paris got more coverage in England than any single event that happened in all of World War II.

In fact, Durants Press Cuttings–which has kept track of such things since the Bonapartes were driven from France–says that the crash and funeral got more than 25 percent more daily coverage in Britain’s major papers than the Nazi invasion of France, the withdrawal at Dunkirk, the bombing of London, the invasion of Normandy, or the final Nazi surrender.

Thank goodness Diana wasn’t around during the 1940s. No one would have even noticed the war.

From the Oct. 16-22, 1997, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

© Metro Publishing Inc.

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