Sole Man

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Dominic “the Shoe Surgeon” Ciambrone has never been afraid to step out on his own. Growing up in Santa Rosa, Ciambrone was always building things by hand in the backyard of his childhood home. Instead of following instructions when building forts and making things out of Legos, he created something new.

The 32-year-old Ciambrone’s backyard is now in Los Angeles’ Silver Lake neighborhood, and what he creates now are highly sought-after, one-of-a-kind sneakers. And those who surround him these days are famous athletes and musicians. But one thing remains the same from his early days in Sonoma County: he doesn’t follow instructions; he follows whatever’s in his head.

At one point, what was in Ciambrone’s head deteriorated into a cacophony of tormented voices brought on by severe anxiety and drug abuse. The noise became so unbearable that it eventually sent Ciambrone leaping out of a second-story window and landing in a muddling haze of prescription drugs and psychiatric care seven years ago. He says that he felt the need to turn to drugs and alcohol to feel “normal and escape reality.”

“After he jumped,” says his mother, Kim Ciambrone, “I remember the doctors telling us that our son was delusional—that he thinks he makes shoes for Justin Bieber. My husband and I said, ‘He does make shoes for Justin Bieber.'”

The doctors found it hard to believe, but truth is often times stranger than fiction. Ciambrone’s big break came when he was introduced to Justin Bieber through a mutual friend while delivering a pair of custom-made sneakers for musician Will.I.Am to wear at an MTV Video Music Awards show. The Shoe Surgeon and the Biebs hit it off, and Ciambrone found himself fulfilling a few dozen orders of shoes for one of Bieber’s upcoming tours. Then, after Law & Order: Special Victims Unit enlisted his services for a 2011 episode titled “Personal Fouls,” Ciambrone’s work catapulted into an exclusive sneaker-stratosphere.

But before he could continue to keep celebrities’ sneaker games looking fresh, Ciambrone needed a fresh outlook himself. Kim recalls her son being diagnosed with bipolar disorder and prescribed a cocktail of mood stabilizers, anticonvulsants and antidepressants. “Dominic had one of those Monday-through-Sunday pill boxes, and some pills he had to take were just to offset the side effects of the other pills. It really put him in a fog,” she says.

The lack of clarity was stifling his creativity and distorting his artistic vision. “He didn’t want to continue taking the medication because of the damage it was doing to his body,” she says. “He felt more like a zombie than a human.” Ciambrone turned to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic in Petaluma, where he underwent a full-body cleanse. He started meditating, resumed exercise activities and phased out his prescriptions.

Ciambrone’s interest in fashion began in middle school. “My older cousin let me wear her original 1985 Air Jordan 1’s in high school. It was the first time that I felt like I was able to wear something without having to say anything to express myself,” Ciambrone says.

The experience inspired the then-16-year-old to try his hand at sneaker design by airbrushing Jordan’s with model paint and tinkering with the iconic Nike “swoosh” by removing it from the side of the shoe and gluing it to the top. Ciambrone’s DIY-alterations caught the attention of his friends, who implored him to customize their kicks in the same fashion.

Taking liberties on an original design was nothing new for Ciambrone, as he told Hypebeast earlier this year. He was counterfeiting Chuck E. Cheese prize tickets with his brothers at the age of 12, and quite literally graduated from the ball pit with his next venture: hawking counterfeit high school graduation tickets for $15. It proved to be a lucrative racket, until his younger brother was caught and prohibited from participating in the ceremony.

When Ciambrone graduated from Santa Rosa’s Elsie Allen High School, in 2004, he didn’t ask for a new car or laptop as a graduation gift; he asked for a sewing machine. His grandmother gave him a Brother Pacesetter PS1000 13-stitch machine. Designed more for clothing than shoes, it was the perfect introductory tool for the young Ciambrone to realize his potential. In 2005, he enrolled at Santa Rosa Junior College to study fashion design, but there was one problem.

“I just couldn’t sit still,” he says. Ciambrone’s time as an SRJC Bear Cub was over before it started, and at the age of 19 he moved from Santa Rosa to Charlotte, N.C., to stay with his grandmother.

The move opened up his view on what fashion was and could be outside of his wine country stomping grounds. “You could go to a kiosk in a mall in Charlotte and people there were airbrushing shoes,” Ciambrone says. “That just didn’t exist back home in NorCal.”

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While in Charlotte, Ciambrone teamed up with a local shoe customizer who designed the cleats for the Carolina Panthers in the 2003 Super Bowl—a connection that accelerated Ciambrone’s learning curve. Eventually, his fascination with Charlotte mall culture led to his first design job at a No Fear clothing store in Charlotte. As assistant manager, Ciambrone was able to put his customized kicks on display for $120 a pair, a price point that netted him a mere $20 profit after his labor costs.

When Ciambrone moved back to Santa Rosa, he began searching for local shoe-repair shops that would give him the chance to further hone his skills and expand his craft—easier said than done. “The first person I approached shoved me away,” Ciambrone says. “He was cussing at me, and said he wouldn’t work with me because I’d steal all his business.”

He finally took a step in the right direction when he and met his future mentor, Daryl Fazio, in Windsor. Initially, Fazio, who had more than 30 years changing soles under his belt, was reluctant to work with Ciambrone, due to the younger man’s relative lack of hands-on experience. The Shoe Surgeon eventually swayed Fazio with his determination.

“Daryl really helped me learn how to properly sand and sew,” and he showed me “what machines were best to work with,” Ciambrone says. He would go on to apprentice at Fazio’s shop for five years, in conjunction with learning from Michael Carnacchi, a custom-fitted boot maker at the Apple Cobbler in Sebastopol. “I remember Michael’s eye for detail and passion for craft, and Daryl’s amazing work ethic, and how he built relationships with customers,” Ciambrone says.

Before Ciambrone could set-up shop and begin work as a self-employed shoe stylist, there was some paperwork to submit. His father, Lou, owner of Santa Rosa’s Canevari’s Deli, required him to draw up a loose business plan. In return, Ciambrone’s parents made an investment in their entrepreneurial son in the form of a $3,500 sewing machine.

“It wasn’t like I wanted him to draw up this fully realized business plan that was going to work.” Ciambrone’s father says. “I just wanted him to see what that entailed and what needs to be presented to someone when you ask for a loan.” Ciambrone, 21 at the time, was able to enlist the help of Guy Fieri through a mutual friend, who provided him with some valuable financial insight.

The Shoe Surgeon remembers his humble beginnings, when he often worked for free and felt fortunate to charge someone $100 for his designs. “There were times where I wasn’t making any money,” he says. “The friends and family I had in Santa Rosa helped feed me and pay my rent.” Ciambrone can now pay his rent with just one higher-end pair of his current lineup of custom shoes. His website offers shoes ranging in price from $200 to $3,500—not bad for someone who once operated entirely out of his parents’ garage with one sewing machine.

Ciambrone hasn’t forgotten where he came from, crediting the “old leather spots” in Petaluma and Sebastopol with helping to trigger his success. He frequently returns home to visit family and friends, and credits his father with instilling in him a “strong work ethic and eternal sense of optimism” as a foundation that got him where he is today.

A husband and a father now himself, Ciambrone has a new appreciation for the pair that raised him, “I’m extremely grateful to have had the most loving, hard-working parents,” he says. “As a parent myself it puts life into a different perspective.”

Ciambrone recently collaborated with retail giants eBay and Farfetch on charity events that raised money for victims of the North Bay wildfires, and now has his sights set on raising awareness for mental-health issues. “The goal is to share my struggles of the mental challenges and diagnosis of what I went through to help others out of very bad situations,” he says. “This upcoming year I’m focused on devoting more of my time to be an advocator of mental health awareness. I want everyone to learn more about themselves and talk about the dark feelings they may have.”

Animal Form

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“Goat yoga isn’t really about the yoga.”

So says Alana Joy Eckhart, of Santa Rosa’s Goatlandia Farm Animal Sanctuary, as she gently places a two-month-old, three-legged Nigerian dwarf goat named Poppy in the lap of a visiting journalist.

“Goat yoga,” smiles Eckhart, stepping back to let Poppy snuggle in for a scratch behind the ears, “is all about joy.”

Goat yoga, a real and admittedly offbeat practice—in which humans do yoga in the presence of goats—originally began in 2016, in Corvallis, Ore. That’s where Lainey Morse, a one-time marketing expert and longtime goat lover first coined the ear-catching phrase, teaming up with a local instructor for popular goat yoga sessions on her rural farm.

Goat yoga now stands alongside a widening array of alternative yoga offerings, from the popular hot yoga offered at many studios, to Lagunitas Brewing Company’s weekly yoga-and-a-beer sessions, to yoga classes surrounded by fish at San Francisco’s Academy of Sciences, to Jedi yoga (yes, that’s a thing, too).

With just a little effort, depending on where you happen to be, you can experience yoga on beaches, yoga on horses, yoga on paddleboards, yoga in caves, yoga in planetariums, yoga in bowling alleys, yoga on ice, yoga with snakes and yoga with sloths, plus karaoke yoga, nude yoga,”ganja-smoking yoga, heavy metal yoga, laughter yoga, and even Harry Potter yoga, which is pretty much what it sounds like (Downward Facing Dumbledore, anyone?).

And in Cloverdale, for what it’s worth, a local studio called the Yoga on Center has recently struck a resonant chord with its popular weekly class titled “Yoga for the Inflexible Male.”

But few innovations have made as big a leap into the mainstream as goat yoga.

“The beginnings of goat yoga, I suppose, were a bit of an accident,” explains Lainey Morse, contacted at her farm in Oregon, from which she now oversees a growing nonprofit called Original Goat Yoga, with satellite locations all over the country. At the moment, the organization’s sole Bay Area location is in Morgan Hill.

The fact that her life is now built around goats and yoga is still something of a wonder to Morse, she admits. “I’d started something called Goat Happy Hour at my farm,” she says. “I called it that because everyone who came and spent time with my goats always left happy.”

Morse says she learned first-hand about the power of goat-related therapy when her life took several unexpected turns.

“I’d been diagnosed with a disease and was going through a divorce at the same time,” she says, “and I was thinking, ‘I should be more upset. I should be really sad.’ But I’d get home from work and spend time with my goats, and it just made me feel good. My goats definitely kept me from slipping down the rabbit hole of depression.”

Goat Happy Hour led to other events, including kids’ birthday parties. It was during one of those that a local yoga instructor suggested that it would be fun to do a yoga session in the field with the goats.

“I said, ‘OK, but the goats are going to be jumping all over the yoga students,'” recalls Morse, who agreed to give it a try, and soon after came up with the term “goat yoga.”

“It just sounded so ridiculous and fun,” she says, “though I assumed that only our friends and family would come and do goat yoga—and maybe not even them. Then we had our first class, and it was sold out instantly.”

Morse took pictures and sent them to Modern Farmer magazine.

“I thought their readers might find it kind of cute,” she says.

The magazine ended up sending our a reporter and running the story, with great pictures of people doing yoga with baby goats on their backs, and in short order, Morse got calls from The Oregonian, the New York Times, Huffington Post and others. The resulting demand was instantaneous, with the waiting list for people eager to experience goat yoga growing to 2,300 names.

“It was wild. It just absolutely changed my life,” Morse says. “I was probably doing 30 or 40 media interviews a day, while also having a full-time job that I loved, and had had for 10 years. I finally decided, this just doesn’t happen to people, and I’d regret it if I didn’t take the opportunity life was giving me. So I quit my job and went all in on goat yoga.”

Morse says she’s often asked, “Why goats?” She has two logical responses.

“For one thing, goats have tiny little pellets, like rabbits do,” she points out with a laugh. “Goat poop doesn’t stink, and it’s not messy, so if a goat happens to drop its pellets on your yoga mat, you can just shake it off. It’s no big deal. But if you’re doing yoga with a pig or a cat or a dog, and it poops on your mat, that’s not going to be pretty.

“And the other thing,” she says, “is that goats, quite simply, are the most loving and gentle creatures. Goats are the perfect therapy animal.”

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Initially, Morse attempted to trademark the term “Goat Yoga,” but after spending more than $20,000 on lawyers, she grew tired of having her efforts denied. So instead, she trademarked the phrase “Original Goat Yoga,” now the official name of her company. During the time it took to accomplish that, however, Morse watched as goat yoga blew up all over, breeding countless imitators, clones and copycats.

“I struggled with it for a while,” she says. “It was a hard pill to swallow, that this thing I’d developed took off without me. Then, other people started trying to call their businesses ‘Original Goat Yoga,’ too. So I had to deal with that. I never dreamed that the world of goat yoga would become such a cutthroat, competitive business.”

Morse hit another snag when she was told that she couldn’t legally hold classes on her property because it was zoned for farming and not for business. That, ultimately, is why she developed her current business model of working with existing goat farms to use the Original Goat Yoga name, methodology and marketing muscle.

Today, she says she takes a lot of pleasure in seeing how widespread her weird little notion has become, and that so many people are reaping the mental, physical and emotional benefits of goat yoga. In November, she published The Little Book of Goat Yoga, and according to Morse, it’s selling remarkably well.

“It’s amazing to me that there are so many people around the world doing this crazy thing I started,” she says. “I know its not exactly healing diseases or anything, but it’s making people forget about their problems for a while, it’s connecting them to nature, and that’s worth something to me.”

Which brings us back to Goatlandia.

This morning, the air is filled with the sounds of roosters crowing, dogs barking, birds singing and goats and sheep bleating. Goatlandia, somewhat rain-dampened and mud-slushy, is otherwise quiet after the morning feedings have concluded, thanks to Blum, Eckhart and a team of volunteers. Owned by acclaimed (and now retired) restaurateur Deborah Blum, the two-acre sanctuary—a certified 501(c)(3) nonprofit, largely volunteer-powered and funded almost entirely by donations—is devoted to the care, protection, resuscitation and (under the right circumstances) the adoption of goats, pigs, chickens and other farm animals.

“That’s our mission,” says Eckhart, “to rescue goats, sheep, ducks, chickens and pigs, give them a safe and loving home, and also educate people on a more conscious, eco-friendly lifestyle.”

Many of Goatlandia’s current 150 residents, spread between the Santa Rosa farm and another location in Sebastopol, were rescued from farms or ranches where they would have been euthanized—the fate three-legged Poppy avoided—or used for food. Some were abandoned or surrendered to Goatlandia after outgrowing their previous owners expectations. According to Eckhart, many of the current residents were taken in after the 2017 fires.

“We take a lot of pride in what we do,” Eckhart says, “bringing home animals who would otherwise be killed.”

In 2017, Eckhart, a trained yoga instructor, decided it was a no-brainer for Goatlandia to start offering goat yoga sessions of its own. The farm’s open field with a wooden deck proved to be the perfect spot for classes. Goatlandia, she says, has about 20 goats at the moment, all of which are brought out whenever a goat yoga session is taking place. Each and every goat has an engaging backstory.

That definitely goes for Poppy.

“Poppy’s original owners wanted to euthanize her, because she needed to have her leg amputated and it wasn’t worth the money and effort for them,” says Eckhart. “So we adopted her, we paid for the amputation. When she arrived here, that same day, she looked around and did a little three-legged happy dance, and we knew that she was supposed to be here.”

Poppy even has her own Instagram page, the result of having been featured on Animal Planet, on the show Tanked, in an episode that aired last fall.

“Poppy’s kind of famous,” says Eckhardt. “And she loves doing goat yoga.”

Unfortunately, somewhat echoing Lainey Morse’s story, Goatlandia has butted up against land-use restraints. Due to zoning restrictions, the facility has had to heavily cut back on its public events, now offering goat yoga only as small, private gatherings for donors. As a result, Blum and the whole Goatlandia team are currently in the midst of a fundraising drive, with a dream of purchasing a new property where Goatlandia can return to doing public events, can establish an organic farm, offer bed-and-breakfast experiences, vegan cooking demonstrations and more.

When that happens, goat yoga will be a large part of the new facility’s public outreach program. The farms supporters, not to mention the goats, will pretty much demand it.

“It’s just such a joyful thing, doing yoga while goats are leaping all around you, climbing on you, curling up next to you,” laughs Eckhart. “It’s still physical, and it’s still a good workout, but it’s really all about the happiness of connecting with these creatures in a joyous way. And it’s as good for your soul as it is for your body and mind.”

To learn more about donations, volunteer opportunities or other ways to support Goatlandia, visit their website at goatlandia.org. To learn about Original Goat Yoga, and its classes in Morgan Hill and other locations, visit goatyoga.net.

Tipping Points

Most states that have not yet legalized pot will see bills filed this year. It’s a long way from filing a bill to seeing it pass, but there are at least eight states that have some chance of getting a bill through this year.

Connecticut Incoming Democratic Gov. Ned Lamont is a strong supporter of legalization and has vowed to get it done in his first 100 days in office. Lamont is blessed with strong Democratic majorities in both the House and Senate, and has a progressive caucus that sees legalization as a moneymaker for the state.

Illinois Incoming Democratic Gov. J. B. Pritzker is another new chief executive who made marijuana legalization a key plank of his platform. With the Democrats in control of both houses as well as the governorship, Illinois could soon join Michigan as a Midwestern marijuana outpost.

New Jersey Well, it’s taken longer than the 100 days Democratic Gov. Phil Murphy promised when he took office a year ago, but the Garden State is teetering on the verge of legalization right now. In November, committees in both
the Assembly and the Senate approved a legalization bill, but
final approval was delayed.

New York For years, Andrew Cuomo staunchly opposed marijuana legalization, but the Dem governor reversed course last year. After a Health Department study that found legalization’s positive effects outweighed its negatives, he unveiled his legalization plan with a proposal for a heavily taxed and highly regulated industry.

Delaware A bill to legalize marijuana won a majority in a House floor vote last year but fell short of the super-majority needed under state law, because it included a taxation component. While that bill’s authors both retired, so did a number of House members who either voted against it or abstained.

Minnesota Incoming Gov. Tim Walz wants to legalize marijuana, and his Democratic Farm Labor Party took control of the House in the November elections. Incoming House Speaker Melissa Hortman hasn’t endorsed the notion, but did say marijuana reform will be taken up in that chamber this year.

New Mexico Incoming Democratic Gov. Michelle Lujan Grisham favors marijuana legalization, arguing that it would be a boon to the state’s economy. Democrats control both the House and the Senate, and House Speaker Brian Egolf says if a bill made it to the House floor “it would probably pass.”

Rhode Island Gov. Gina Raimondo is a recent and somewhat reluctant convert to the cause. House Speaker and fellow Democrat Nicholas Mattiello has been similarly reluctant, but, like Raimondo, is feeling the pressure of looming legalization in neighboring states.

This article was produced by Drug Reporter, a project of the Independent Media Institute.

Classical Boom

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Kevin Sylvester, known as Kev Marcus in the duo Black Violin, has been looking for a new house near his longtime home of Fort Lauderdale. He got a few laughs from the process.

“The Dolphins training facility is, like, five minutes from where we’re moving,” says Sylvester, who is six-foot-two and a muscular 275. “This Realtor, he was like, ‘So, are you playing for the Dolphins? What are you doing?’ And I’m like, ‘No, I’m actually a violinist.’ I love that moment when they’re just not expecting to see that.”

Marcus’ counterpart in Black Violin, Wil Baptiste (Wil B.), is also classically trained and also six-foot-two, although more of a slender build. And they relish the idea that they’re breaking stereotypes in the way they bring together classical, hip-hop, soul and pop in their music.

Before they could introduce their unique musical hybrid, the duo took a side trip. In 2004, Marcus and Baptiste won three rounds of Showtime at the Apollo, and while in New York for that show, they got the opportunity to meet with Alicia Keys.

She asked the duo to join her band for a performance during the 2004 Billboard Music Awards, a performance that opened the door for Marcus and Baptiste to land jobs in the touring bands of several big-name acts, including Kanye West, Jay-Z and Linkin Park, as well as Keys.

Eventually, though, the two decided they couldn’t abandon
the dream of making their own music. That meant focusing on Black Violin.

The career move seems to be working out. Over the past year or so, the duo have built a presence writing music for commercials, television, movies and other media.

Meanwhile, their audience grows with each new release: Black Violin (2008), Classically Trained (2012) and Stereotypes (2015). The most recent album shows considerable growth, as the synthesis of classical violin and hip-hop (with bits of pop and soul filtered in as well) becomes more seamless and dynamic.

Black Violin have a new album finished and may preview some of the new songs on tour this winter. As on recent tours, Marcus (on violin) and Baptiste (on viola and vocals) will be joined by drummer Nat Stokes and turntablist extraordinaire DJ SPS.

“The four of us combine to really give a show that we can basically guarantee you’ve never seen anything like it,” Marcus says. “It ends up being a great show.”

Port Call in Petaluma

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Like to do a little weekend wine tasting but feeling the shutdown pinch? Or just cutting back on little luxuries in solidarity with our furloughed friends in federal service? Every Saturday and Sunday in January, Sonoma Portworks offers a suitable indulgence: port and blue cheese tasting. Free.

When I was reviewing the archives for the Bohemian’s anniversary issue last month, I was astonished by the number of Swirl wine columns, just 10 years or so back, that ended with the note: “No tasting fee.” Since then, free wine tasting has pretty much gone the way of penny candy and liberal democracy. But not at Sonoma Portworks, which only suggests a donation to Jack London State Historic Park or a charitable organization for the shelterless.

The January cheese program is themed to the “post-holiday blues,” now more relevant than ever. Three blues, including a Stilton, owner Bill Reading’s favorite, and Point Reyes Bay Blue, a creamy local darling from Point Reyes Farmstead Cheese Co., are paired with small pours of toothsome Petit Verdot port, Petite Sirah port, and rare Norton port made from a very American grape.

Sonoma Portworks, 613 Second Street, Petaluma, CA 94952. Weekend hours noon-5pm. 707.769.5203.

Familiar Farce

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Theater companies love to produce theater about theater. 6th Street Playhouse gets in on the act with Ken Ludwig’s 1995 door-slamming farce Moon Over Buffalo, running through Feb. 3.

Buffalo, N.Y.’s Erlanger Theater is hosting the repertory company of George and Charlotte Hay (Dodds Delzell and Madeleine Ashe), grade-B actors and grade-A hams who never made it big onstage. Spending their waning years touring second-rate theaters and playing roles more appropriate for actors half their age, they’re on the ropes when word comes that Frank Capra is coming to see them perform and possibly cast them as replacements for the leads in a big-budget period film.

Charlotte doesn’t believe George, as she’s just found out he’s been lying about an affair he had with company ingénue Eileen (Victoria Saitz). Charlotte announces she’s running off with family attorney Richard (Joe Winkler), which sends George into a drunken spiral.

Once she finds out the Capra story is true, it’s up to Charlotte, her recently returned daughter Rosalind (Chandler Parrott-Thomas), her daughter’s ex-lover and current stage manager, Paul (Robert Nelson), and Charlotte’s hearing-impaired mother, Ethel (Shirley Nilsen Hall), to sober up George in time for the matinee.

There’s also confusion over Rosalind’s current fiancé, Howard (Erik Weiss), who’s mistaken by Charlotte for Capra and by George for Eileen’s vengeful brother. Things conclude with a performance of Noël Coward’s Private Lives mashed up with Cyrano de Bergerac.

Director Carl Jordan has a terrific cast of comedic talents running, jumping and rolling through Ludwig’s tale, which comes off as a lesser knock-off of his superior Lend Me a Tenor. All the elements are there (mistaken identity, feuding lovers, etc.), but at its core, it’s a hollow re-do that starts slowly before hitting its stride. More problematic, the characters as written simply aren’t very likeable. The show only works if you care about the characters and want them to get out of their mess. I just didn’t.

The cast is game and their timing is great, with each squeezing some laughs out of their characters. Delzell gets to play half the show soused, Parrott-Thomas is quite delightful as Rosalind, and while Weiss’ physical comedy is always fun to watch, I’d really like to see him do something different with his next role.

Moon Over Buffalo is a case where the whole is less than the sum of its parts.

Rating (out of 5): ★★★½

Make ’em Laugh

J‌on S. Baird’s biopic Stan & Ollie has a certain inflationary quality, regarding the appeal of a comedy team in their sunset years. But in lovingly recreating Laurel and Hardy’s mid-1950s tour of Britain, it’s a film with lots of charm.

The road is tough on two aging performers. It’s bad when no one shows up at the music halls, and its worse when they’re congratulated for surviving their has-been status. At a seaside pavilion, the hostess toasts them: “Still going strong, and still using the same material!”

Stan Laurel (Steve Coogan) is revealed as the sparkplug of the act, the writer who understood the formula. No matter who else was around them, on screen or stage, Laurel and Hardy needed to be the only person in each other’s world.

As befitting his massive flesh, Oliver (John C. Reilly) has trouble with his vices. He accumulates ex-wives and has a taste for gambling that takes whatever money the alimony leaves. New complications come with the arrival in London of the team’s wives, who are united in mild detestation of each other. Stan’s Russian and haughty Ida (Nina Arianda) is a bit of a princess compared to Oliver’s spouse, Lucy (Shirley Henderson, first rate as always). Seeing Ollie and Lucy laying down together in their room at the Savoy, him immense, her tiny, one gets the pleasure of marveling at the way opposites attract.

Performing Laurel and Hardy’s cherishable “Trail of the Lonesome Pine,” Coogan and Reilly may be even better singers than the originals. They eclipse your memories of their models, with Coogan imitating Stan’s monkeyish head scratch and Reilly, through the fat suit and makeup, evincing the beatific side of Ollie.

It doesn’t break new ground, this biopic, but it has its stinging moments. When the two get into a fight about an old rift, this time Ollie’s slow burn is real, and so is Stan’s hesitant peacemaking.

John Paul Kelly’s lavish production design drips with nostalgia; it can be a tad too sweet and rich for the times, but it’s
more evidence that this film was
a labor of love.

‘Stan & Ollie’ opens Friday, Jan. 25, at select theaters.

Thou King o’ Grain!

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Seems that I misjudged the gloom of a gray Friday morning as I set out on a bicycle trip to Sebastopol, because the light rain forecast for later that day begins before I’m halfway out of Santa Rosa. By the time I reach the door of Spirit Works Distillery, I’m drenched from a cold, steady rain. That’s just as well, for I’m here to taste single malt whisky, and now I’m feeling properly Caledonian.

The birth of Scotland’s national poet, Robert Burns, is celebrated in that nation, and here and there around the world, on Jan. 25. While the proper tipple for that occasion must surely be “Scotch Drink,” to which the poet dedicated one of his famously feisty, merry odes, I want to know if I can find a local version here in the craft-brew-crazy North Bay—after all, beer is made with the very same stuff: malted barley.

I’m on a path with few fellow travelers. “Ninety percent ask for bourbon,” says Lauren Patz, head distiller at Spirit Works, of the customers who want to know what else they’ve got besides wheat and rye whiskey. As for the other 10 percent, “They ask if we make Scotch. They don’t ask us if we make single malt.”

It’s a distinction with a difference: Scotch whisky comes from Scotland. Single malt is a category of malt whisky that comes from a single producer, most notably but not necessarily one in Scotland. At Spirit Works, Patz has a few samples of hidden gems waiting for me: one, distilled last year from California-grown barley and sweetly reekin’ of charred oak and spice, is very “Spirit Works” in character, much like their wheat whiskey. Another, at three and a half years, is smoothed and deepened by time. They’re holding this one back until later in 2019.

“They’re the hidden gems,” Patz says of local single malts tucked away in cellars that are bursting with bourbon and rye.

Indeed. At Moylan’s Distilling Co. in Petaluma, head distiller Tim Welch disappears in the stacks with a Post-It note in hand, after consulting a computer to find where last year’s batch of peated single malt is hidden. He reappears walking one way; then disappear the other way.

Finally, he locates a barrel hidden in plain sight and hammers the wooden bung open. It’s made from peat-smoked malted barley imported from the UK, and it’s spry and heathery, like a young Highland Park from Scotland’s Orkney Islands. When Welch retrieves a seven-year-old sample aged in a sherry barrel, the aged savor of raisins, leather, and wood takes me on a flight of fancy to my beloved Glendronach from the Scottish Highlands. Moylan’s current single malt offerings are aged in port and orange brandy barrels.

Mike Griffo also likes Highland whiskies: “Like, most of the Glens.” At Griffo Distillery in Petaluma, he focuses on gin and rye, but he’s brought out a sample of a young malt that’s earthy and dry, and demonstrates how his high-barley recipe for his Stony Point bottling, technically a bourbon, firms up the sweet corn. Distilled from a Henhouse Brewing beer, Belgian Hen is lightly hopped and slightly biscuity.

At Alley 6 Craft Distillery in Healdsburg the latest single malt is hard to resist. Sappy and creamy, with vanilla and butterscotch notes, it’s a hint of Glenrothes without so much as a day spent in a sherry cask. Distiller Jason Jorgensen is amused by the bias that some craft spirits observers have against the faster, small-barrel system of aging whisky he employs. “I get a kick out of it,” he says. His view is, it’s a short life, why wait for this pleasure? Surely Burns, who lived lustily until 37, would agree.

Healdsburg’s Camellia Inn hosts its annual Burns Supper on Feb. 23. Literary-minded guests can expect song and recitation of Burns classics, while the literal-minded should note that the drinks menu is very strictly limited to wine and beer. For info, call 707.433.8182.

Eggistentially Speaking

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“Sonoma County is ground zero for counter-Trump,” Sonoma State University political science Professor David McCuan proclaimed at the biannual “Blue-Green Eggs & Ham” post-election wrap-up that took place last Saturday at Santa Rosa’s Odd Fellows Hall. McCuan added, “We’re in the middle of a big shift that will literally change the face of the electorate and the whole political picture.”

Organizers for the event borrowed the name from the Dr. Seuss book, Green Eggs and Ham. The true-blue standing-room-only crowd included environmentalists, trade unionists and progressives, all proud of Democratic Party victories last November, and itching to take on Trump in 2020. No one complained that the breakfast meeting didn’t include eggs or ham.

Unlike California’s up-and-coming demographic, which is young and ethnically diverse, the Odd Fellows crowd was mostly white and over the age of 50, with a smattering of students and people of color. As several speakers noted, Sonoma County has grown whiter, wealthier and older ever since the wildfires of October 2017.

On the second of two panels, McCuan rubbed shoulders with Maddy Hirshfield, the political director of the North Bay Labor Council (NBLC), and Daisy Pistey-Lyhne, executive director of Sonoma County Conservation Action (SCCA).

Pistey-Lyhne looked back at the 2018 campaign and noted that, “Progressive had spectacular wins.” Then, she peered into the future and added, “We don’t have enough money to be consistently successful. That takes people power.”

That kind of power helped elect more Latinas to public office in Sonoma County than ever before, including Windsor councilwoman Esther Lemus, Santa Rosa councilwoman Victoria Fleming and Cloverdale councilwoman Marta Cruz. Lemus said, “I ran because I felt that the voices of minorities and women, especially working mothers, were absent from the political process.”

The event began with the big politicos: Eco-focused U.S. Rep. Jared Huffman and Blue Dog centrist Mike Thompson; State Sen. Mike McGuire, the freshly-minted assistant Senate majority leader; and Assemblyman Jim Wood. “Nobody did more or better than North Coast people last fall,” the conservative Democrat Thompson said. “In Orange County, I ran into Sonoma County people canvassing for Democrats down there. We pushed the wheel forward and we’re just getting going.” Numerous GOP districts in Orange County flipped blue this year.

Thompson was recently out-front and center as Nancy Pelosi’s point-person on renewed Democratic efforts on gun control.

McGuire sounded a defiantly anti-Trumpian note. “We’re standing up for California values, fighting for health care for all, and protecting the DACA students,” he said. Jim Wood boasted that there were more women now in the California State Assembly than ever before and insisted that “some Republican members of Congress have to go,” a list which would likely include Kevin McCarthy and Devin Nunes. He added, “Let’s make California the bluest state in the world.”

Let’s pay our blue state comrades a living wage, added Greg Sarris, the Tribal Chair of the Federated Indians of Graton Rancheria. He gave the keynote address and told his popular carrot story. “There are three reasons to grow carrots,” he said. “One, to make money, two, to feed people and three, to share a vision, not just to make money and feed people, but to take care of the workers so that they can afford to eat.” He stressed that the unionized Graton Casino offers a model for the county to follow when it comes to wage equity.

“We pay employees $15 an hour and everyone gets full medical coverage through Kaiser,” he said. A recent report, The State of Working Sonoma, prepared by Jesús Guzmán for North Bay Jobs and Justice, shows that “Forty percent of Latinos belong to a family that works and lives in poverty,” and that “The rent-to-income gap has widened as household incomes have increased by only nine percent while rents have increased a whopping 24 percent from 2000 to 2016.”

The panelists agreed that local campaigning was more toxic than ever before in a divided country—and county? Petaluma mayor Teresa Barrett, who also serves on Bay Area Air Quality Management District talked about how nearly $80,000 in oil-industry money was poured into the race, though the effort backfired, she said. “People saw through it.” Sonoma Mayor Rachel Hundley recounted her fight against a barrage of “anonymous hate-mail” and a bogus website that called her a slut. McCuan offered his campaign wisdom for Democrats in 2020. “Don’t talk about Democracy,” he said. “That’s too abstract. Talk about corruption and greed.”

Flash and the Pan

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Most of the time I spend in Sonoma is in my tattoo studio creating illustrations or bent over scribbling on someone’s body. While I am leaving permanent tattoo marks on people, Sonoma has marked me in a number of ways, and after a dozen years living here, I think I’m qualified to give the inside story on secret, super-secret and out-in-the-open-secret local places worth knowing.

Sure, there are lots of food places out in the open in Sonoma. And true, there are breakfast joints where you can pay more than $20 for two eggs with one slice of bacon and one small, sad potato while surrounded by a décor of corporate logos. But here is the skinny on a small-town, family-owned, warm-hearted place in an art deco–style building built in 1934 that once held a brothel (though I’m not sure if it was Juanita’s), which for the past 20 years has been the Creekside Cafe.

The owner, Casey Monahan (son of Mike and Jody Monahan), shows a real work ethic and commitment to the community, at least when it comes to serving an epic selection of affordable eats. The menu has homemade breakfast and lunch selections, and the restaurant itself offers a chance to rest where locals eat. Two eggs straight-up will set you back $6.75, while the chicken-fried steak, the homemade corned beef hash and eggs, and the pork chop, are all served with eggs and all come in at under $10. You want to go “upscale”? The New York steak and eggs comes in at $12.95.

Well, it’s lunchtime. Already? Yes. And nearby on out-of-the-way Arnold Drive, you’ll find Picazo’s. The Picazo and Chavez family-run business carries a unicorn logo. Indeed, offering affordable food like what’s served at Picazo’s, in any tourist town—well, it’s as rare as that mythical creature.

Picazo’s can be counted on to win any local vote on who serves the best burger in Sonoma, and the burgers come in all shapes and sizes.

Beyond the burgers, Picazo’s offers a variety of American and Mexican items, from breakfast to dinner, and with a full wine and beer menu that’s prepared with love and served in an almost New Jersey–style rustic diner joint.

I can also assure you that the Latino hospitality will leave you with change in your pocket after leaving this place with a full belly. Mayo su estómago ser lleno, y su corazón ser contenido!

Meanwhile in plain sight, famous and well-traveled Sonoma Plaza holds more bottles of wine than John Steinbeck’s Cannery Row winos. Even on the popular and well-traveled Plaza, there are the occasional secrets. While most creative and craftspeople were driven off Sonoma Plaza by economic realities—i.e., the rent is too high—there are some too tenacious to move. They are still putting time in to create art that you can wear collect—and eat.

Park your car and pop into Large Leather, owned by Jessica Zoutendijk. She is formerly of Amsterdam’s Waterlooplein handcrafting district and now she’s a Sonoma fixture. In her narrow space, the smallest on the Plaza, you could imagine she is spinning full cowhides like pizzas. The fact that she is a petite woman of enormous skills and generosity of spirit only becomes apparent when you step in and get a view and a whiff of all that leather, and scan the full racks. Jessica is creating beautiful hand-wrought and magical modern-leather crafts. She handles large cow skins like a boss, adding credence to the old canard that great things come in small packages.

Hungry again? I am. It’s time to go find Mike Zakowski, aka Mike the Baker, who participated in the Coup du Monde de la Boulangerie competition—World Cup of Baking—in France a couple years ago as a member of the U.S. Baking Team. He helped earn the team a silver medal.

Mike specializes in baking with ancient grains that he grows himself. His favorite grain, einkorn, is said to be easily digested, and I can attest to that. Mike’s a regular presence at the Tuesday night farmers market on the plaza during the summer, and the Friday morning farmers market. He’s often spotted looking like the famous image by Henri Cartier-Bresson—a man with baguettes on a bicycle (or on his electric bicycle), bread piled in side baskets as the rider makes local house deliveries or pulls his portable wood-fired oven behind an antique truck. Mike’s range and dedication and obsession transform bread into art; his loaves grace the cover of the Bohemian this week.

OK, time for more shopping. Check out the Lonesome Cowboy Ranch, which features Native American art (old pawn jewelry, pottery, kachinas, etc.), hand-loomed rugs and antiques. There are also custom cowboy hats and a huge selection of vintage cowboy boots—hundreds of them—along with a large selection of Hawaiian shirts and leather bomber jackets. Owner Sandi Miller keeps the store packed with product while manager Bob Barnhart keeps things moving with a no-pressure sales stance. The Lonesome Cowboy is a standout on the Sonoma Highway.

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THE INSIDE INFO

Creekside Café

239 Boyes Blvd. Open 7:30am–2pm; closed Mondays. 707.996.8062.

Picazo Café

19100 Arnold Drive. Monday through Saturday, 6am–4pm; Sunday, 9am–4pm. 707.931.4377. picazocafe.com.

Large Leather

481 First St. W. (the Plaza). Monday–Thursday, 11am–6pm; Friday–Sunday, 11am–6pm. 707.938.1042. large-leather.com.

Mike Zakowski,
aka Mike the Baker

1777 W. Watmaugh Ave. Mike’s shop is not a storefront but a peek into the dedication it takes to be a great baker. 707.938.7607.

Lonesome Cowboy Ranch

18135 Sonoma Hwy. Thursday–Monday, 10:30am–7pm. 831.262.2976. lonesomecowboyranch.com.

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Vintage House

264 First St. E. (on the Plaza). Friday, 2pm. 707.996.0311. vintagehouse.org

Tarot Art & Tattoo Gallery

17077 Sonoma Hwy. (in the Springs). 707.938.3000.

tarotarttattoo.com.

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