After working 18 hour days in eastern Afghanistan where he operates and repairs armored vehicles damaged by blasts from improvised explosive devices or mechanical failures, Private First Class Ryan Reynaud of Gilroy returned to base camp and was met with an unpleasant surprise: Breakfast was no longer being served in the chow hall.
Truffled Egg on Toast, Oysters a la Russe, Lobster Rissoles in Mousseline Sauce and Cavados Glazed Duckling. For those of us in the United States who saw last Sunday’s episode of “Downton Abbey” on PBS, these items sound very familiar from a meal scene featuring the downstairs staff.
Gilroy mother Elena Desatoff kneeled over her 12-year-old son David Jr.'s makeshift mattress on his bedroom floor on a recent weekday morning, massaging his calves with essential oils while softly cooing “good morning.”
When I was growing up, our family sat down to the dinner table for a feast of Mom’s cooking nearly every night. My brother and I may have sought out our softie father anytime punishment was required, but Mom was the go-to for a homemade meal or treat.
Crowds, sales and funds raised for local students and nonprofits all increased from last year at the 33rd annual Mushroom Mardi Gras festival, which took place in downtown Morgan Hill Saturday and Sunday.
Of all the wonderful things that Gilroy and its sister cities have to offer, we are bursting with pride over our local wineries. Our wine owners and winemakers work tremendously hard to craft their award-winning wines. Their commitment to quality and environmental stewardship has resulted in wines that rival the finest in the world. Just this past year alone our wineries have earned the top awards at all the major wine competitions.