Katrina Zawojski

Hermosa’s Green Idea House

Hermosa’s Green Idea House

[scrollGallery id = 555] When the arrival of their newborn son threw Robert Fortunato out of his current office space, he and his wife Monica knew it was time to renovate their home in order to accommodate their growing family. Both had traveled the world and witnessed how efficiently other populations harnessed and reused energy, […]

 Katrina Zawojski

Sand in my Suit: Baguette Me Not

Sand in my Suit: Baguette Me Not

I take all of my seasonal cues from Starbucks. It doesn’t feel quite like Christmas until I cradle that jolly, holiday cup in my hands. There’s not a crispy leaf beneath our feet, yet there are leaves seemingly falling on the corner of 13th and Hermosa Avenue — falling down the entrance doors to Starbucks, […]

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Sand in my Suit: Mad as a Hatter

Sand in my Suit: Mad as a Hatter

Well, it only took two hundred and twenty-two days. The streak is over. I cried in front of my coach. Not the hiccupy, did that just come from your eye or your nose? kind, but tears nonetheless. I was so upset that I had to remove myself from practice early in order to cool off […]

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Sand in my Suit: Party in my Cabana

Sand in my Suit: Party in my Cabana

Every worthwhile institution has its watering hole of debauchery. It’s a place where individuals with a shared interest coalesce because, well, nobody wants to go home just quite yet. For volleyball players in the South Bay, that honor is held by no other than Sangria on a Sunday night following a tournament. Though the social […]

 Katrina Zawojski

Sand in my Suit: I’m really not a waitress

Sand in my Suit: I’m really not a waitress

When people ask you, “What do you do?” what do you tell them? I tell them that I’m a waitress, or that I waitress at so-and-so restaurant, then follow up my answer by mentioning my column until, finally, I disclose my beach volleyball pursuits. Can you believe that? My number one passion is the last […]

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Tarsan stand-up paddling store comes to Hermosa Beach

It was an unhappy trip to the snow that brought Hermosa a shop devoted to the fast-growing ocean sport of stand-up paddling. Businessman Gene Smith had suffered a major concussion when his head hit the ice on a 2007 trip to Mammoth, and nearly six months of post-concussion syndrome later, he was still reduced to […]

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Sand in my Suit: Teenage Dream

Sand in my Suit: Teenage Dream

One friend will hand you a tissue and tell you that you need to take however much time you need to reflect, mope, and gain closure – which may or may not include a pint of Ben & Jerry’s Phish Food. Another friend will say the best way to deal with a breakup is to […]

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Sand in my Suit: Louvre Me Louvre Me Not

Sand in my Suit: Louvre Me Louvre Me Not

You know that security blanket I was talking about in my column before last? Well, I must have bought mine on clearance, or simply been blinded by bliss and not noticed its rips and tears when it was draped so carelessly around my shoulders. In one weekend I grew closer with a gent and got […]

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Sand in my Suit: Second Honeymoon

Sand in my Suit: Second Honeymoon

“Welcome to Houston”. Those aren’t the words you want to hear when you are flying to a volleyball tournament that’s being held in Siesta Keys, Florida. My partner, Ola, and I exchange terrified faces, which quickly morph into a stifled medley of tears, shock, and laughter as the passenger seatbelt sign turns off and people […]

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Sand in my Suit: We’ve been hanging out a lot recently

Sand in my Suit: We’ve been hanging out a lot recently

We’ve been hanging out a lot recently. A “meet the parents” dinner, surprise stop-ins at my work, countless rendezvous, mornings, afternoons, weekends — the whole enchilada. People ask if I’ve found somebody steady, and although we have no official label, I feel a level of commitment towards this person, which makes me feel more secure. […]

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Sand in my Suit: Yucatan if you want

Sand in my Suit: Yucatan if you want

How does a girl born and raised in California go nearly 24 years without ever taking the plunge into the deep blue sea? By clinging steadfast to a faulty notion, that’s how. It all started during a recent Monday morning training session on Second Street. There I was, enjoying a simple game where each pair […]

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Sand in my Suit: Charged up Cherry

Sand in my Suit: Charged up Cherry

1 p.m.“Slab” goes the butter on what may be the most naughty side dish in all of Manhattan Beach: a muffin at the Kettle. I don’t want the muffin. I don’t need the muffin. But a girl whom I train with slid the sugarbomb my way — as irresistible to me as a bowl of […]

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Sand in my Suit: Lucky lucky lavender

The only downside to living as opposed to being dead is that bad things can still happen to you. I mean the annoying, stressful, just plain painful kinds of things. You get cheated. Robbed. A freckle turns out to be more than just a freckle. You lose someone who actually meant something to you — […]

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Sand in my Suit: Who Needs A Prince?

My friend, we’ll call her Chloe, just went through a break-up two Saturdays ago. Everyone liked and respected the two of them as individuals but together they just weren’t right for one another. I have to hand it to them for trying really hard to make their relationship work — paying for private coaching sessions, […]

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Sand in my Suit: Rethinking what it means to wear a suit to work

Sand in my Suit: Rethinking what it means to wear a suit to work

It seems I’ve been chasing balls all my life—and please, get your mind out of the gutter. It all started in middle school. Pristine white Spalding volleyballs hit the wooden floor and ricochet off the walls of Maples Pavilion during a Stanford women’s volleyball practice. I was their self-appointed ball-shagger — as happy as a […]