Union City Blue

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The irony of mockingly sad goodbyes to an unhealthy, fatuous food is not lost on me. But there is no irony to the nearly 18,500 jobs lost—most of them middle-class, union positions—perhaps because one of them was mine. After 25 years of waking before 3am, this Saturday I awoke at my usual time but without a truck to load and deliver. I tried to go back to sleep, but no luck. Like so many Americans, I’m suddenly unemployed, faced with the challenge of where to go from here.

One change: living in west Sonoma County, I will no longer have to deal with the responses to the way I earned my living, which ranged from reticent disapproval to laughter to outright hostility. Only being a drug pusher could have earned me more disdain. Yet often, privately, people admitted their nostalgic, guilty pleasure, a confession to a knowing priest, and I absolved and even indulged their transgressions. Clandestine vanilla Zingers, powdered Donettes, chocolate pies and Texas Toast handed over in hushed reverence.

Another irony is that for such a nonsubtle food source, our dissolution was amazingly complex. Numerous corporate buyouts over the course of my tenure, two chapter 11 bankruptcies in eight years, a takeover by vulture capitalists, the cooperation of all unions in accepting harsh cuts except the bakers, who didn’t seem to understand the court-negotiated contract was inflexible. Striking meant liquidation, and they struck anyway. While I was driving home without a job, a baker picketing Oakland’s closed-for-good plant late Friday said, stunned, “I guess they’re playing hardball.”

More complexity for those gleeful that Hostess went under: Americans have not had their last Twinkie or slice of Wonder Bread. The labels and recipes will be sold in liquidation; they are still popular across America. What are not popular are unionized workers making a middle-class living. But they play hardball, even with Ho Hos, and they struck us out in the bottom of the ninth.

Dave Dulberg lives and writes in Sebastopol. He drove a Wonder bread truck for nearly 25 years.

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Letters to the Editor:November 21, 2012

Cover Kudos

Just a quick note to tell you how impressed I was with the Oct. 31 cover. A big thank you to Adam Rosenlund and Kara Brown for imagination and creativity. Thank you also to the Bohemian folks for all you do and say.

Cloverdale

Feast Without Fear

With his recent reelection, President Obama has won the power to pardon more turkeys on Thanksgiving. But each of us can do that, by choosing a nonviolent Thanksgiving observance that gives thanks for our good fortune, health and happiness with a life-affirming, cruelty-free feast of vegetables, fruits and grains. And here are more terrific reasons:

• You will stay alert through the entire football game. • You are what you eat. Who wants to be a “butterball”? • Your vegetarian kid won’t have to boycott the family dinner.• You won’t have to call Poultry Hotline to keep your family alive.• Fruits and vegetables don’t have to carry government warning labels.• You won’t sweat the environment and food resources devastation guilt trip.• You won’t spend a sleepless night wondering how the turkey lived and died.• Your body will welcome a holiday from saturated fat, cholesterol and hormones.

Our own dinner this Thanksgiving will feature Tofurky, lentil roast, mashed potatoes, corn stuffing, stuffed squash, candied yams, cranberry sauce and pumpkin pie. An internet search on “vegetarian Thanksgiving” got us more recipes and other useful information than we could possibly use.

Santa Rosa

Everything Is Up for Sale

If you really want to talk about being dependent on government, talk about $16 trillion in covert bailouts for Wall Street, and not one of those involved in predatory lending, market manipulation or insider trading has gone to jail. The government protects them. Jamal gets caught with a crack bag; he’s going to jail. But Mr. McGillicuddy gets caught on Wall Street; he’s protected by the government. Neither administration—Bush, Obama—has pursued any investigations or prosecutions.

So the folks who are really dependent, they get interest-free loans from the Federal Reserve. Wouldn’t it be nice if students could get interest-free loans? We’re living in a society where everybody is up for sale. Everything is up for sale. They have sold their souls for a mess of Obama pottage. Is he going to put himself on the line for poor people? Is he going have an honest conversation about drones? To assassinate American citizens based on executive power?

Palo Alto

Getting Past the Fiscal Cliff

I attended a special meeting at the White House on Nov. 14, 2012, to address the next four years and getting past the immediate hurdle of the federal “fiscal cliff.” The next six weeks will be critical in the effort to raise public opinion regarding the need to repeal the Bush tax cuts for the very rich and to extend tax reductions for the middle class.

What is at stake is the stability of the economy, public safety, health reform benefits to increase coverage to millions of Americans and a devastating $176 million reduction in Community Health Center funding which serves 1.5 million Americans.

There should be no excuse for anyone in Congress to continue playing partisan games and refusing a balanced approach to prevent a total meltdown of our federal budget. For those in the game, this is “sequestration” or a set of automatic cuts—$54.6 billion in defense and $54.5 billion in nondefense spending over nine years. We get cornered into these unthinkable decisions when the Republicans refuse to raise taxes on the wealthy.

Whether or not you believe all the spin of the presidential election, the facts are that the very rich in this country have become richer. In the midst of this recession, the top 1 percent had an 11.6 percent increase in income ($118, 214 increase per person). The bottom 99 percent received an $80 increase in pay per person in 2010.

Let us now call upon Congress to acknowledge the will of the people and work cooperatively with the president to reduce the deficit in a balanced manner.

Oakland

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Nice or Naughty

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At first glance, one wouldn’t think Dickens’ heartwarming fable A Christmas Carol would make a fitting companion to David Sedaris’ gleefully mean-spirited Santaland Diaries.

Actor David Yen feels otherwise.

“I think one is pretty much the mirror image of the other,” says Yen. “They’re different styles of telling a similar story, but each revolves around a character undergoing a major change, a transformation that turns them into a different person.”

Beginning next week, Yen launches an appealing double-whammy of a holiday event, alternating performances of Santaland (this will be Yen’s fifth straight year appearing in the popular one-man show) and something he calls Do It Yourself Dickens, wherein theatergoers are invited to read from an adapted script of Carol, everyone sitting in a circle as Yen portrays Scrooge, ricocheting back and forth as the entire group brings the words of Dickens to life.

“I’ve done this before with A Christmas Carol,” says Yen. “It’s always fun to watch people walk in, saying, ‘Oh, I’m just here to watch!’ Then they agree to read some small part, and by the end, they are totally into it.”

Yen notes that there are roles suitable for children, whom he encourages to join in, simply requiring them to be reasonably strong readers. As adapted by Yen, there are as many as 40 possible roles in Carol, including a number of narrators. Warm holiday drinks are served throughout the show to give it an extra holiday feel.

“We’re not expecting an Emmy or Oscar performance out of anyone,” laughs Yen. “We’re just doing this for fun. Nonparticipating people are welcome to join the circle as well. Ultimately, the goal is for everyone to leave the theater with a feeling of togetherness and community spirit, a feeling of coming together to create something special with friends and strangers. After all, that’s what everyone hopes to feel at this time of year, right?”

Santaland Diaries is quite the opposite. Children are decidedly not recommended, as the story of an unemployed actor forced to play an elf at Macy’s department store is hilariously prickly and decidedly non-Dickensian.

“There is a brief moment where everything seems to end the way it should in a Christmas story,” Yen says. “And then it backpedals to something sort of deliciously nasty—as if Sedaris went, ‘OK, can’t go too far into the nice stuff. Let’s leave ’em with a real zinger.'”

Rhythm and Hues

Life of Pi claims it will make viewers believe in God, but it can also be taken as a hell of a rousing open-boat adventure. In particular, the computer graphics represent a milestone of the technique.

Pi (Irrfan Khan) is a demurely friendly professor in modern Montreal, who is lunching with an avid, even moist-eyed American (Rafe Spall), whose last novel was stillborn. Pi tells the story of his singular voyage to the Newer World from his middle-class home in the French colony of Pondicherry. The son of a man who believes only in logic, Pi becomes pious in all the religions, in passages that director Ang Lee envisions as a handsome pastiche of filmmaker Satyajit Ray.

Dad runs a zoo; when the money runs short, the family must sell the critters to overseas collectors. The animal freighter sinks, and the young Pi (Suraj Sharma), the sole human survivor, is stranded on a 20-foot-lifeboat with a wounded zebra, an orangutan and a hyena. Then, out of the waves comes the zoo’s tiger. When the fur stops flying, Pi and the tiger are the lone shipmates.

Lee finesses the predicament, from its outlandish humor to its poignant side. Worn down by weeks of certain doom, Pi puts his trust in providence. The seas are sometimes so mill-pond flat and mirror-clear that you could walk on water, or they boil with phosphorescence, making the boat appear to be floating through space in reflected stars.

The film didn’t make me a believer—except maybe in the god of stories. Life of Pi seems more excitingly pagan than anything else, though the godless might be touched with a wave of Hindu pity for the sorrowful carnival of the world, the cycle of eating and being eaten.

The film also deploys some Deepak Chopra–style bromides, such as the old wheeze that “science can tell us about what’s out there, but not what’s in here.” But whatever Life of Pi is trying to say about the wheel of suffering, it at least says it much more interestingly than Cloud Atlas.

‘Life of Pi’ opens Friday, Nov. 23, in wide release.

Safe Streets

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In response to this year’s rash of bicycle- and pedestrian-related accidents, the Sonoma County Bicycle Coalition has taken matters into its own hands with the proposed Vulnerable User Protection Ordinance. The ordinance aims to reduce harrassment of cyclists and pedestrians while creating greater accountability for perpetrators. The coalition celebrated a victory when the Sonoma County Board of Supervisors voted unanimously on Nov. 13 to study the ordinance, after Supervisor Shirlee Zane brought it to the agenda. This week, the Sebastopol City Council also considers the ordinance. Considering Sebastopol’s lack of usable bike lanes, it might be the perfect time to give more protections to cyclists in the area.

Members Only

In 2009, the Bohemian covered the story behind the disenrollment of 30 Dry Creek Rancheria Band of Pomo members, including Liz Elgin DeRouen, a former Dry Creek tribal chairwoman. As election time comes back around, the issue has again come to the forefront, with the bloodline legitimacy of two candidates being called into question by tribal chairman Harvey Hopkins and others on the board. To acquire membership status, one must be able to prove that a blood ancestor lived at the Rancheria when it was established in 1915. One also cannot claim membership in any other tribe.

For members, disenrollment results in the loss of about $650 a month in payments, much of that earned from River Rock Casino profits, in addition to medical, educational and housing benefits. The issue must be resolved internally, since tribal sovereignty keeps the Bureau of Indian Affairs out of the legal fray.—Leilani Clark

Fiscal Cliff’s Notes

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We all know that there are some tough choices to be made. Where can we cut spending? How can we increase revenue? What sort of reconciliation can be made to avoid the dreaded fiscal cliff?

More importantly, how are we going to be able to afford Call of Duty: Black Ops II when it’s the only thing that little Tyler’s been asking for all year?

We know the decisions are hard around this time, and just as Obama and Boehner duke it out behind closed doors, so too the little angels and devils on our shoulders duke it out for holiday spending. But not to fear—we’ve got your back in our annual gift guide, this year tiered according to the level of responsibility to which one wishes to adhere.

Feeling spendthrift and cautious for the future? Go with our under-$20 gift suggestions. Thinking like your financial planning’s gone well enough to fall in the middle? We’ve got your $20–$100 options right here. Care to say the hell with it, break the bank and be in debt? Luxuriate in the over-$100 category.

We know it’s tough out there in D.C. with all that talk about marginal tax rates and Medicare spending, but, hey, we’ve got some decisions to make too. Here, then, is our quick ‘n’ easy fiscal-cliff gift guide.

Balance the Budget Now: Gifts under $20

I know, I know—buying a diaper as a present is neither glamorous nor fun. It’s hard to bypass the fig-sized shoes and even harder to gift-wrap a thing that has the sole purpose of catching watery poo. But take it from the parent of a four-month old: cloth diapers are expensive, and you really never can have too many. Of course, you should only gift reusable nappies if the mom or dad you know plans to use them instead of disposables. (Don’t—don’t—be the person gift-guilting already-stressed new parents into diapering their child the way you think they should diaper them.) But if they ask for and actually want the colorful cloth bum-sacks, even single diapers make great gifts. Bum Genius are one-size-fits-all covers and inserts, and usually sell for between $18 and $24 each. Diaper pants are both cute and handy and can be found in bundles at Oliver’s Markets for under $20. And a diaper service that actually picks up and washes your smelly rags, like Northern California–based Tidee Didee, is an excellent communal gift at between $16 and $30 a week.—R.D.

Some people get through the holiday season by eating their way into oblivion. Others turn to that age-old remedy for social anxiety: a stiff shot of booze from a secret flask. For your friends and family that go for the latter, a gift allowing them to covertly drink booze with greater ease is just the ticket for the holidays and, even better, will provide a fantastic way to drown sorrow if we end up crashing down the dark side of the fiscal cliff in 2013. Binocktails, a company that specializes in this type of trickery, makes a five-ounce camera flask that looks almost like the real thing ($14.99). Not one for taking fake photos? How about a three-ounce cell phone flask ($12.99), the design of which is very 2005, but hey, it’ll still do the job! For those who like to sit in the peanut gallery at basketball games or the opera, there’s the binocular flask ($11.95), sold over at Xtreme Barware. Another way to drink in public without drawing attention is the use of Beer Can Covers ($9.99). Pick up one for your favorite skateboarders, so they can drink PBR at the park to their heart’s content, all the while holding a can disguised to look like an Orange Crush or a Coca-Cola. Of course, as the website warns, “With a close enough look, you can clearly see it is not a real soda.” But who’s gonna get that close? The smarty-pants in your life might prefer the hollow book safe and flask ($55) from Secret Safe books so they can get buzzed at the local public library. The one made by Secret Safe looks like a copy of The Godfather by Mario Puzo, but you can also get a Holy Bible version, if so inclined. Hey, water into wine, right?—L.C.

Gifting words broadcast over the airwaves or streamed over the internet may seem borderline metaphysical (and intentionally cheap), but for the radio enthusiast in your life, why not? Here’s an idea: get some smart-looking thumb drives, like the Star Wars series from Mimoco ($19.99), and download podcasts from your gift recipient’s favorite shows. This American Life archives are downloadable for 99 cents a pop, and the beautiful left-brain-leaning Radiolab is available on iTunes for free, as is Democracy Now and Planet Money. You can pair WFMU favorites like The Best Show on WFMU with Slate’s lady-centric DoubleX. For the even nerdier radio and book lover, you can get a variety of deals on Other People with Brad Listi, in which the author of Attention. Deficit. Disorder and founder The Nervous Breakdown talks about the writing life with everyone from T. C. Boyle to Alexis Smith. (These “deals,” by the way, range from under $10 to free, so they’re not really deals as much as they are way-too-fucking-cheap-for-something-so-awesome-like-everything-literary-on-the-internet-which-is-why-so-few-writers-actually-get-paid. But I digress.) Think of this inexpensive but nifty present not as the auditory equivalent of gift-wrapped socks, but as a geekier and far more delightful version of the mixtape, without the obligatory power-ballad. Or put that in there, whatever.—R.D.

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Sensible Bipartisan Compromises: Gifts from $20 to $100

The Boooooooooooccccchhhh! That’s what we all call kombucha around my house, harking back to the bizarre month when we tried oh-so-earnestly to make it atop our kitchen counter. Every morning, we’d pour our coffee and say hi to the beastly mother-cake-overgrown-amoeba-thing; it would snarl back, churning itself into and out of the tea filling our large booch jar, unhappy at our presence and letting its smell permeate the kitchen because of it. Our experiment with the booch did not go so well, perhaps because we received instructions on how to use it from a person who was very stoned. But in the seven years since, kombucha has taken off in popularity, especially among the Portlandia set, so it’s no surprise that you can now buy a number of brew-your-own kombucha sets. Williams Sonoma offers the Kombucha Brooklyn Home Brew Kit ($70), which comes with everything you need to make some homemade kombucha: a variety of teas, sugar, a liquid starter, a big ol’ glass jar and a thermometer. Most importantly, it also comes with the slimy weird mother culture thing, which, if your experience making homemade booch fails like ours, you can always throw into the crowd at a punk show and watch what happens.—G.M.

For anyone who came of age in the ’90s, it’s refreshing to discover that there’s a whole new troupe of girls coming up in 2012 obsessed with all things that involve either riot grrrl or Angela Chase (Claire Dane’s smart, pensive, red-headed alter ego on the cancelled-too-early television drama My So-Called Life.) Teenage girls between the ages of 13 and 19 (and probably a boy or two) that lean toward the eccentric, weird or out-of-the-ordinary will likely be more than happy to get a copy of ‘Rookie Yearbook One’ (Drawn and Quarterly; $29.95) in their stockings. The book is essentially an anthology culled from the best of Rookie, an online magazine for teenage girls edited by Tavi Gevinson, the precocious fashion blogger who first gained fame at the age of 13 for her writing on a blog called Style Rookie. At the ripe old age of 16, Gevinson, inspired by legendary teen mag Sassy, has amassed quite a stable of guest writers for Rookie, including Lena Dunham, Sarah Silverman, Zooey Deschanel and Miranda July. Fashion isn’t the only thing that gets the spotlight in this smart publication. Gevinson’s obsession with books—including writers like Joan Didion—movies and photography ensures a well-rounded read for any girl that’s interested in indulging in her eccentricities rather than hiding them under a barrage of makeup, catty jokes and mall clothes.—L.C.

How to satisfy the reader in your life with a year’s worth of features, essays or craft projects? By getting her a magazine subscription. A bonus is that many magazines and journals offer special deals around the holidays, so you can get more pages or gigabytes for less. One can always go with the big players: The New Yorker, The Atlantic, The Nation, Mother Jones. You can get any one of these print heavyweights for under $40 right now, with the best deal going to Mother Jones, currently offering a year’s worth of visceral storytelling for only $12. But why not patronize some of publishing’s smaller gems? There’s Tin House, a literary journal thick with fiction, nonfiction and actually-not-remotely-boring poetry, now offering four novel-sized issues for $24.95. For the book-savvy parent, Brain, Child is an Utne Reader– and Pushcart Prize-lauded journal that’s featured essays by Barbara Kingsolver and Susan Cheever over the years, currently going for $22. Bust, a DIY women’s mag that won’t ever lecture you about cellulite or pleasing your man, is offering yearlong subscriptions for only $15. Since most of these tomes usually go for upwards of $5 a pop over the counter, you’ll look generous and save enough to get yourself a year of great reading as well.—R.D.

Looking like a million bucks doesn’t have to cost that much. Start with the shoes, the crux of any good outfit. JC Penney’s Stafford Camlin boots ($60) are a beautiful brown, lace-up, wingtip boot that looks like it should cost double. Uniqlo just launched a store in San Francisco (the company’s third in the States) in September, and an online store last month—their Japanese denim jeans ($49.95) look and feel like designer pants, and there are several different cuts and fades from which to choose. This would look great with a V-neck tee or a slim-fit non-iron button-down shirt ($10–$33), and finish it off with a stunning, buy-it-for-life belt from Orion Leather Company online ($40) to match the shoes. Get ready for the onslaught of double-takes.—N.G.

Is your “friend” struggling with a recurring dream in which a bustier-clad Jerry Brown lays next to her begging her to “raise those income taxes real nice?” Then the high-tech Sleep with Remee mask ($95), which promises to allow users to control their dreams, is for her. The blue, black, red, yellow or cream-colored eye shield uses LED light patterns to throw wearers into a state of “lucid dreaming” in which they can supposedly control their unconscious-self’s actions. On their Sleep With Remee website, creators Duncan Frazier and Steve McGuigan invite buyers to use the mask for everything from flying through the galaxy on a giant kitten to having a roundtable discussion with their ego and id. Does it actually work, you ask? With the potential of harnessing your, er, your friend’s subconscious and finally kicking out all those inappropriately dressed politicos for good, isn’t it worth the risk?—R.D.

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Hell, Worry About It Later: Gifts over $100

How many times have you been to a family gathering, only to find that everyone in the room, including Grandma Dottie, has their face and fingers stuck to individual tiny screens? Tired of eating turkey beside the glow of a million iPhones and iPads? The Wii U, Nintendo’s latest console, aims to remedy the slow burning disconnect of modern-day life with a focus on party and group-type games. Priced at $349.99 for the Wii U Deluxe, or $299.99 for the more basic version (and fewer gigabytes—not appealing to more serious gamers) the new system works with the motion-control remotes from the original Wii, while also featuring a Game-Pad touch-screen controller. In a world of increasingly complicated gaming, the user-friendly touch screen makes it easy for everyone in the family, including Grandma Dottie, to take part in the fun. This is the system to bust out at Thanksgiving and Christmas, bringing all the cousins, aunts and grandpas together in a rousing session of Sing Party karaoke. Like the Microsoft Kinect, it also offers a streaming service with Netflix, Hulu and Amazon.—L.C.

Admittedly, a blanket map may or may not be something that’s been featured on Portlandia. Like hand-stitched bird napkins or mustachioed liberals, it fits right into that uncomfortable gap between amazing and twee. But—bottom line—it’s a blanket and a map and, thus, will probably go over well under the tree. San Francisco–based Soft Cities sells colorful fabric printed with gorgeous maps—of the place your child was born, or your friend’s favorite neighborhood—for $175. Brooklyn-based Haptic Lab sells a quilted and more expensive version, offering multi-colored atlas-throws made of patches, complete with exquisitely detailed topography and roads. For your crafty friend, the latter company also sells DIY map quilting kits for under $100, giving everyone a chance to learn this probably-unnecessary-but-still-very-decorative skill.—R.D.

You owned every single Beatles album on vinyl, right? And then you bought them all on 8-track for your Mazda, and then again on cassette in the early 1980s for the family station wagon. But then CDs came along, and one by one, you picked up every title, from Please Please Me to Abbey Road. In 2009, those long-overdue remasters came out; shortly thereafter, the Fab Four’s entire discography finally hit iTunes. With consistent upgrades, chances are you’ve bought Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band at least three or four times already. Alas, everything old is new again, and those crazy kids with their Urban Outfitters catalogues have spawned a vinyl revolution; sales of LPs have increased a staggering 400 percent since 2007. Here, then, comes the Beatles Stereo Vinyl Box Set ($350), comprising the 12 original U.K. versions of each album, the U.S. release Magical Mystery Tour and the two-LP set Past Masters. The records are pressed on 180-gram vinyl, mastered at Abbey Road studios and are accompanied by original artwork and a 252-page hardbound book. Even the weird poster from inside the White Album is included. Need to recapture the feel of dropping the needle on “Taxman”? Need to illuminate your teenager, crouching in the corner with a Neutral Milk Hotel LP on his new turntable, to the wonders of “Norwegian Wood”? This is the way to do it fully and completely.—G.M.

C’est Fantastique

Hail to the riffraff of El Radio Fantastique, part modern-day vaudeville stage show, part fascinating menagerie of musicians from the tiny village of Point Reyes Station.

Like a peculiar music box from a forgotten dime museum, the eight-member revue contains nearly two dozen instruments, including accordions, theremins and whistles led by giant marching drums and glockenspiel. And no industrious orchestra should be without junk percussion and a jaw harp. Vintage elements of klezmer fused with big band rumba conjure up old-time circus freaks, fire dancers and burlesque.

Songwriter Giovanni Di Morente’s powerful voice brought El Radio Fantastique’s dark and sinister odyssey of sound to life while living in New Orleans. “I’m a storyteller,” says Di Morente. “I write the music first and mumble into a recorder along with the melody. I then listen to match the syllables with words—it naturally turns out a weird story. I found a way to tap into my subconscious. It doesn’t quite make sense how it works, but you have to wonder.”

Join El Radio Fantastique as they revel in their new album, Walking Dead, on Friday, Nov. 23, at Hopmonk Tavern. 9pm. $12. 230 Petaluma Ave., Sebastopol. 707.829.7300.

Purge the Panettone

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Giving the gift of food seems easy. Who doesn’t like a bottle of wine or a hunk of gourmet cheese? But that’s no fun. Nobody’s face really lights up upon opening these gifts, because wine and cheese are like elbows—everyone’s got ’em already.

Whether it’s the main course or simply a side dish, culinary gifts can be fun to give. They can be useful, extravagant, healthy, artery-clogging, unique, pedestrian, large or small. It doesn’t matter, because food is life, both literally and in that hyperbolic, metaphorical, companies-that-want-to-sell-stuff kind of way.

Accoutrements

Jam takes a long time to make and often yields frustrating results. But it can be so, so good when done right. Local, small-batch jams can cost upwards of $10 a jar, but they’re worth the extra dough because they taste like fruit rather than corn syrup. Sonoma County’s Kozlowski Farms ($6.25) makes 17 different kinds of boutique spreads, from fig and Muscat wine preserve to chipotle and jalapeño jam. Try a gift basket combining surefire hits with unexpected novelties.

Hot sauce can be a staple of one’s culinary diet or just a good gag gift. For flavor, try Secret Aardvark Habañero ($5.75). It’s hot enough for daredevils but with a sweet and sensitive side. For fun, give something with a clever name (Ass Blaster, anyone?) or, if you dare, Cajohn’s Trinidad Scorpion, the sauce that’s made with the world’s hottest pepper.

Spices can be intimidating. What makes a good steak rub doesn’t always make a righteous rib rub. What goes with fish? And don’t even start with Indian food—it’s so good when done right, but when made at home it, can be an atomic gut bomb in a pot. Let the experts put together a package based on personal preference. Savory Spice shop in Santa Rosa has 10-jar gift sets ($37–$55) for different cooking styles, and can make an even more personalized set in-store.

Beverages

There’s a lot of good beer bubbling to the surface in the Golden State, thanks to the exploding popularity of microbrews. Instead of trying to find the “tastiest” or “rarest” beer, go with the biggest one. A three-liter bottle of Arrogant Bastard’s Double Bastard ($90) comes with a padlock and a message on the bottle berating those who believe themselves worthy of such a treasure. Aging it for one year only enhances the flavor, but it’s enjoyable now, too. And at 11.2 percent ABV, it’s best to share with a friend (or six).

Not into the suds? How about coffee? Sacramento’s Temple offers a coffee subscription ($84 plus shipping) with six monthly deliveries. This boutique, award-winning small batch coffee is always fresh, and this is a good chance to turn someone you know into a coffee snob.

For the Mormon (or children) in your life, beverage gifts might include caffeine-free soda. But that’s fine, because there are plenty to choose from. Grown Up Soda ($4.99 per six-pack) makes flavors like dry pomegranate, and Belvoir Fruit Farms elderberry pressé ($10 for 16.8 ounces) is wonderful. Fentiman’s is just cool, with flavors like dandelion and burdock, mandarin and Seville orange jigger and their famous Curiosity Cola. A six-pack sampler set ($25.99) won’t break the bank and makes a desirable alternative to a Harry & David gift box.

James Bond’s Kitchen

Browsing in places like Sur La Table or Williams Sonoma is like being in the MI-6 kitchen laboratory, if there were such a thing. I half-expect that OXO avocado slicer ($10) to also cut a perfectly round hole through bullet-proof glass, or those RSVP grilling goggles ($20) to shoot lasers powerful enough to cut through steel. But, no, they’re just semi-useful toys that solve the least troublesome First World problems. I mean, really—Progressive’s tuna press ($4) and Pizzacraft’s pizza cone set ($20) tackle the dangers of draining fish from the can and the nuisance of flat pizza.

Though there are some very silly doodads for the kitchen, there are also plenty great gift ideas for this part of the home. Cooking is so much easier (and safer) with a good, sharp knife. Wüsthof’s new Epicurean six-inch chef’s knife ($100) feels great and looks beautiful. It seems superfluous, but Peugeot’s electric pepper mill ($100) is the Ferrari of pepper mills, and makes adding fresh pepper to every dish exciting—it’s even got a little flashlight. For a stocking stuffer, the NexTrend garlic twist ($15) makes mincing garlic easy and keeps the oils from sticking to your fingers.

To put all these gadgets to good use, a subscription to a cooking magazine might be in order. David Chang’s Lucky Peach magazine ($28), a quarterly offering from McSweeny’s, is not only beautiful fun, it’s full of damn good recipes and cooking tips.

Experience

A personal subscription to a delivery club can be a life-changer, like membership in the Black Pig Meat Company Community Supported Bacon Club ($129), which literally brings the bacon home every month for a whole year. Inspiration won’t be hard to come by with a constant stream of please-cook-me at the doorstep.

For noncooks, give the gift of a dining experience. There are plenty to choose from in Northern California, but you can always decide to blow someone’s mind—Thomas Keller’s French Laundry in Yountville offers “experience cards,” metal credit cards in a fancy gift box that offer a special dinner for two at different price points ($750–$2,500). Bear in mind, dinner for one at this landmark restaurant is about $300, and the cards do not guarantee reservations. Those, dear reader, are harder to come by than a positive review of a Guy Fieri restaurant.

Cheeseburger Food Porn

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It’s time to come clean: I have been looking at porn on my work computer. But it was for a project I was working on, I swear. Don’t judge me. You know you’ve done the same thing. You’re a little bored, so maybe you check your personal email. A friend sent a link. You look over your shoulder with those shifty eyes and make sure headphones are plugged in and sound at a low volume for double protection. One click and you’re listening to Patrick Warburton (Putty from “Seinfeld,” Kronk from “The Emperor’s New Groove”) elicit descriptions of sinful, naughty, sloppy cheeseburgers.

It’s so good, but it’s so, so bad. Almost every single sandwich in the Cheese and Burger Society has bacon. Some have two patties in one bun. One is topped with a fried egg, onion rings and ham in addition to cheddar and beef. Warburton calls it “a one way ticket to Yummyville,” then ask seductively, “Wanna ride shotgun?”

The aptly named Bohemian is, of course, our official preference. A burger with Gouda, fried proscuitto, wilted spinach, sliced turkey and pesto mayo on oat bread. They’re not all great, though. The Crabby Louie cheeseburger has krab meat, avocado, caramelized onion mayo and Monterey jack. That sounds like something from a “Saw” film. “EAT IT OR SHE DIES!!!!!!” “Do I REALLY have to?”

There are 40 burgers in all, the “inaugural 30” plus 10 named after cities. I’d like to think Warburton adlibbed much of the descriptions, because some are just so… weird. Kudos to the Wisconsin Milk Marketing Board, who launched the site this year as part of its Cheese and Burger Society campaign, highlighting Wisconsin cheese. Though everyone knows California and Wisconsin don’t see eye to eye when it comes to dairy products, we all know who has a better football team. And baseball team. And weather. And, well, the list goes on. But when it comes to marketing cheese, Wisconsin, I tip my hat to you.

Nov. 18: Yemen Blues at the Osher Marin JCC’s Kanbar Center

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Certain bands simply need to be seen live. Yemen Blues, a band anchored in the forceful, gorgeous singing of frontman Ravid Kahalani, falls into this category, without a doubt. With a blend of Yemeni, Jewish and African traditions, the global band takes the idea of fusion to an entire new level. Kahalani sang Yemenite chants as a child, but as he grew older he began to explore West African music, jazz and funk. The result is a danceable, percussive brew, built around an orchestra of sounds from a menagerie of instruments, both Western and African. Yemen Blues plays on Sunday, Nov. 18, at the Osher Marin JCC’s Kanbar Center. 200 N. San Pedro Road, San Rafael. 7:30pm. $30—$40. 415.444.8000.

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Certain bands simply need to be seen live. Yemen Blues, a band anchored in the forceful, gorgeous singing of frontman Ravid Kahalani, falls into this category, without a doubt. With a blend of Yemeni, Jewish and African traditions, the global band takes the idea of fusion to an entire new level. Kahalani sang Yemenite chants as a child, but...
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