And this is one of the reasons why you buy flavorful Christopher
Ranch garlic products and insist on homegrown American garlic in
your grocery store:
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Don and Karen Christopher have made a donation of $50,000 to the
Gilroy Foundation
And this is one of the reasons why you buy flavorful Christopher Ranch garlic products and insist on homegrown American garlic in your grocery store: “Don and Karen Christopher have made a donation of $50,000 to the Gilroy Foundation to fund a project of improving the Gilroy Center for the Arts. This project includes major restroom improvements, replacing the interior lighting system, installing exterior safety lighting and adding signage and a marquee to the front of the building.” That good news came via the Gilroy Foundation this week and it reminded me how it’s all connected when we keep it local and keep it together. Buy Christopher garlic, support the arts, boost Gilroy and your immune system.
Even in cozy South County, there’s no immunity from bizarre and creepy crimes. Leaving a baby in a car with the keys in it – even in a church parking lot – endangers the child. Very glad that an Amber Alert caught the attention of a Good Samaritan who alerted police and resulted in the return, unharmed of tiny 1-month-old Mariana Corona to her parents. Let it be a lesson to parents, however, leaving a child baby in the car alone just for a few minutes can have disastrous consequences.
Mother Nature may bring disastrous consequences to our local cherry growers this weekend who are on stems and seeds watching updated weather forecasts which are spitting out scenarios that are, at best, pitty. Bob Filice, Ralph Santos, Christopher Ranch and B&T Farms are all twisting their stems. If there’s too much rain, the water sits in the spot where the stem meets the fruit and seeps in, causing the nearly-ripe cherries to crack. That’s a marketplace disaster. The Gilroy cherries were late this season, says Bob-O Filice and are about five days from a beautiful harvest. Maybe, Ma Nature will give Gilroy a break and send intermittent showers instead of a steady rain our way. That way we can all stop by the local fruit stand to buy real local cherries and enjoy the robust flavor that comes with the Gilroy territory.
What comes with Vancouver Canuck territory this year is a fish net filled with last-second hockey victories. Unlike some who are of the ilk that the hockey season ended when the SJ Sharks were vanquished, I’m interested in the Stanley Cup finals and could hardly believe it when the Boston Bruins battled for three periods only to have Vancouver score with 18 seconds left in the final period. Given the last-second goal and heartbreaking flukey puck carom that sent the Sharks packing, it was, as Yogi Berra so eloquently said, ” … like dejà vu all over again.”
Sorta, kinda dejà vu when I heard that Miss Lindsay Speno, daughter of Jeff and Jennifer, is headed to Oregon State University in the fall. Our daughter, Mariah, is just about to return home from there after her freshman year. We’re happy to have more Beaver supporters in town and glad to have Mariah home shortly – though I can hardly say she’s coming back to the Sunshine State given the crummy weather of late. But, then, again it still hasn’t been as wet and cloudy here as it has been in Corvallis, OR this spring.
No rain in sight hopefully for the fun and flavorful Dino Garcia Annual Memorial Golf Tournament, a tribute tournament on Saturday, June 25 organized by his brother, Troy, who runs the grill and his catering business at the Gilroy Golf Course. You know the ribeye steaks at the luncheon afterward are going to be choice. And, if you haven’t tasted Ruby’s beans (that’s Troy’s sister), that’s nearly worth the $85 entry fee. It’s a four-person scramble format. To register give Troy a call at 847-2857 or better yet, head to the Grill at the Course, have breakfast and pick up a flyer. Proceeds go to the Gilroy High School wrestling program.
Would-be diners were wrestling for a table at the newly opened Ladera Grill in downtown Morgan Hill last Friday. Not a seat at the stylish and cozy bar which was buzzing all night, nor a seat in the house after owner, Gilroyan Dan McCranie, sent out an email to 2,000 or so of his closest friends turning a “soft opening” into a “hard stampede.” Before I go further, full disclosure – Miss Jenny redesigned the restaurant top to bottom and it’s fabulous. Warm booths, an upscale look without being pretentious, a floor plan that facilitates a lively ambiance and a great curved bar. Chef Tony Garcia, formerly of Giancarlo’s in Morgan Hill, delivers a tasty and varied menu that includes the best steaks by far in South County. Dan has a definite winner on his hands.
A lot of muck on this community’s hands lately … Craig Gartman, the South County Collaborative, Francisco Dominguez, Alvin Harrison and the Jack Daley controversy … they say it comes in threes, but Gilroy’s had a bucketful of bad news lately.
It’s enough to make one forget all the things that make Gilroy great, so here’s a reminder that the ambitious Gilroy Youth Commission is holding a Teen Open Mic Night tonight (Friday) at Fro Yo Delite, 6955 Camino Arroyo over by the Barnes and Noble bookstore from 6 to 9 p.m.
Time flies and it’s hard to believe that June is here (especially with the weather) and that graduation days are bearing down on us. My school district budget thought: nix middle school promotion ceremonies. Don’t really think it’s a good idea anyway. Let’s set the graduation bar at least at high school completion and downplay anything before that. An eighth-grade education should not be cause for too much celebration.
This came my way last week prior to the Memorial Day services and our absolutely wonderful small-town community parade. Didn’t share it then, will now, and also a note of thanks to former Mayor Mike Gilroy, a decorated war hero, who provided the energy and wherewithal to start Gilroy’s Memorial Day events.
In Flanders Fields,
Written by Moina Michael, 1915
We cherish too, the Poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led,
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies
