"Italian enchiladas, orange chicken mole and a homemade, savory corn bread waffle topped with a grilled steak chili cheddar cheese and topped with a fried egg."
We in the news business serve many masters, among them our sources, our readers and the truth.
"I'm an accidental historic preservationist," Mary Urashima, a government and public affairs consultant, says with a laugh.
Does Ethel Dwyer haunt the Huntington Beach middle school that bears her name?
The Huntington Beach Independent is expanding into Seal Beach.
At the going rate, 27 kilos of cocaine will fetch $1.3 million on the street.
"She's a one-of-a-kind," Kate Hoffman, executive director at the Huntington Beach Art Center, tells me. "We had over 1,300 people here the other night, 543 pieces from 259 artists. And we have nobody else like her."
Many of our readers, particularly those who often made a special trip to the supermarket to grab the paper, asked us to put their Huntington Beach Independent back into copies of the Los Angeles Times so they could get their local, regional, national and world news in one place.
The letter is dated 5:40 a.m. Jan. 22, 2014.
Cpl. Bradley Diaz is a 25-year-old firing range coach and Marine stationed at Camp Pendleton. Last week, he got a full dose of Huntington Beach hospitality and generosity, and I'm so happy that I was able to witness it.
When I spoke to Assemblyman Travis Allen (R-Huntington Beach) a few days ago, he was cautiously optimistic that the bipartisan Assembly Bill 1102, which he co-authored with Assemblywoman Sharon Quirk-Silva (D-Fullerton), would clear its first hurdle this week.
The other day I was driving down Talbert Avenue. When I reached Newland Street, I saw the shrine.