by Lisa Duckers
The Kiwanis Club of Hermosa Beach loves to help those in need, and Sunday’s fifth annual Taste At The Beach fine wine and food extravaganza will extend a hand to the cash-strapped programs of Hermosa’s public school libraries.
Patrons will be able to shop-till-they-drop using plastic on every purchase if Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger approves a plan introduced by Jenny Oropeza (D-28th District) that will ban retailers from imposing surcharges on those who use debit cards.
The Beach Volleyball CBVA Camp will be held Mon.-Fri. from 9 a.m.-noon at the Manhattan Beach Pier. There is one coach for every eight campers who will instruct players 7-18 who want to play in competitive tournaments. Sessions run from 9 a.m.-noon with one coach for every eight players. Fee is $150. Visit www.citymb.org or call 310-802-5448 for more information.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Thursdays at 7
Author William Pack, a high school dropout, Stanford grad and former Silicon Valley/Wall Street exec, reads and signs his breakout novel “The Bottom of the Sky” set in rural Montana, on Wall Street and in Silicon Valley! National Best Book Awards Finalist, a Best Books ’09 Awards Finalist in Literature and Fiction (USA Book News) and 2010 Pulitzer contender.
California figs are harvested in the late summer and early fall, and I found them at every farmers market I visited in the last month. These that I found at the Torrance Farmers Market were so beautiful, I wanted to eat them fresh, so I created this salad with walnuts, mint and lemon vinaigrette, which complement their subtle sweetness and soft texture.
by Andrea from El Porto
I sit here drenched in the salty bowels of the nightly, ocean wind with a pen in one hand and a dimming flashlight gripped in the other.
by Marcus Bockman
Paddling through the shallow inside where tourists wade at Manhattan Beach, I heard a voice calling me.
by Quin Rau
I sat and watched the horizon from the Hermosa Beach Pier.
by M.A. Cohen
“Gold!” cried Jacques. “I’ve been digging for gold! Near Sutter’s Mill.” Jacque’s married friends, John and Francisca Scott, stared at the golden nuggets then back at him. The young couple knew what this meant.
by Denise Kano
When I drive southbound on the Esplanade and pull my car in front of the three-story, Victorian house, I always wait to hear my grandfather’s voice calling from the front porch.
