Issue Archive
im Thomas loves abalone, and not just because it tastes so good. He loves it with personal and professional passion: He’s a fourth-generation local, popular tour guide and insatiable Monterey historian who knows the once-lowly-and-abundant abalone – now going for $75 a steak at Sardine Facto…
Michael James is Paul Bunyan big and burly, with a m…
“I’m hearing it in sky blue,” complains music producer Bob Crewe in the middle of recording a track with the group that will later be called The Four Seasons. “You’re giving me brown.”
Monterey land-use attorney Aengus Jeffers chuckles a…
It’s a cat-eat-cat world in Michael Harrington’s deb…
City Council meetings have a way of blurring togethe…
When all that separates a bicyclist from tractor-trailers is a white stripe, it might not make much difference whether that stripe is four inches or six inches wide.
When Juan Martinez tells stories, he has a habit of …
Two decades of anticipation, legislation, disappoint…
Despite being in the midst of a drag-out drought, Mo…
Kiki Ebsen is the Darlene Love of her generation, on…
“This machine kills fascists.”
Just as many teachers began settling into their summer break, a California judge issued a landmark ruling that could shake the foundation of their profession.
Sometimes it’s not the amount of money in the sleaze, it’s the amount of sleaze in the money.
Follow-up: What is your favorite luxury food?
• On Sunday, PacRep’s Encore Film Series presents “A…
ECHO CHAMBERS… A new rivalry on the Monterey Peninsula is one that speaks to Squid’s three-chambered heart: A chamber-of-commerce showdown.
There was a brief, glorious period in my life during…
When the tasty taco shop finally opened, it delivere…
I’ve kept gardens for about 10 years now, but I’m st…
ARIES (March 21-April 19): If you were alive 150 years ago and needed to get a tooth extracted, you might have called on a barber or blacksmith or wigmaker to do the job. (Dentistry didn’t become a formal occupation until the latter part of the 19th century.) Today you wouldn’t dream of seek…
