Perhaps it’s because the “cottage” with the wavy, cedar-thatched roof on the cover of our July issue looks like it could be the home of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs that I was immediately intrigued by a press release I received this week.
When our seven-strong retinue of SDH/GL staffers gathered on Monday morning at the San Diego Central Library for a photo shoot, I missed the coffee that Liz Crocker had picked up from Starbucks. I was in the underground parking garage directing our Chefs Hall of Fame nominees to the ninth-floor terrace for a group photo that will run in the magazine’s September issue.
There’s a great reason to follow me to Palm Springs this weekend. (I don’t mean that literally, of course, because I don’t need the added pressure of leading a caravan when I have to concentrate on my own driving.) I’m aware that most San Diegans find the desert too hot this time of year, but anyone who has ever dreamed of being a showgirl or who needs a gross of Swarovski rhinestones should take note: The Fabulous Palm Springs Follies that just ended its 23-season run is holding a “blowout sale” on June 13 and 14 at the Palm Springs Convention Center.
The next time you are at 32° 57' N, 117° 15' W, try asking a local for directions. Chances are they’ll tell you your destination is “up” or “down” a particular road. I’m not sure if they imagine themselves on the side of a mountain, if they haven’t figured out that it’s a breeze to determine compass points as long as you bear in mind that the nearby ocean lies west of land or whether they never mastered the difference between right and left. But three people in the course of one hour told me that Ralphs was “up” or “down,” which left me literally turned around three times.
Photo by Kathy Strong
Instead of running for the roses, Big Brown paced himself in slo-mo fashion for other plants, all of which he deemed edible. Perhaps if I’d been wearing purple and green silks or called him “California Brown,” my horse might have exhibited a bit more fleetness — especially on Preakness day.