In-N-Out burgers for Xmas

We watched Huell Howser’s California’s Gold last night featuring the Cornish Choir in Grass Valley. Topped with Boris Karloff narrating “The Grinch Who Stole Christmas,” a fire in the fire place and Swiss cheese fondue, it was a festive night.

California’s Gold is an informative show that we enjoy now and then. On Christmas Day, no less, Huell looks at the history of In-N-Out, which has a cult following. It is a quintessential California business – still based here, I might add.

My wife spent some of her childhood in Baldwin Park, blocks from where it all started. I like “REDRUM BURGER” in Davis, Burger Me in Truckee or Ike’s burgers, but we grab an In-N-Out when we can.

“Huell takes us on an hour-long California’s Gold Special which looks at the history of In-N-Out Burger. This is the first time television cameras have ever been allowed to shoot inside a store. And this special also includes an exclusive behind-the-scenes tour of the In-N-Out Heaquarters in Baldwin Park where it all started back in 1948.”

“Wise and Just” has a crush

The Union reader forums are like visiting the bar in Star Wars. Not only does nobody know your name, but nobody is very civil. Still, The Union tries to monetize the “content” with ads that look like reader posts.

In the latest installment, “Wise and Just” has a crush on the L.A. lawyer who is representing the county in the AtPac lawsuit.

“WiseandJust
3:41 PM on December 23, 2010
The county’s lawyer is quite a babe. Images on google wow! The money went to liposuctuon. BTW, Puett’s blog is much better than that trash on Pelline’s.”

I wonder if we need to get “Wise and Just” some Viagra to get him through the New Year. Or some protection for the lawyer who is representing the county.

St. Nick visits our neck of the woods

‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the hall.

Not a creature was stirring, not even TODD JUVINALL.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that more EMGOLD bridge loans soon would be there;

The wingnuts were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of PRESIDENT TOM MCCLINTOCK danced in their heads;

And ma in her ‘kerchief, and the “middle” in their caps,

Had just settled down to think INTOLERANCE SHOULD NAP,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

They all sprang their beds to see IF SOMETHING ELSE MATTERED .  

When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,

But “licensed contractor, not handyman” TERRY LAMPHIER, who came from Grass Valley with an open ear.

Then a youthful looking Nevada City driver, all dressed up in denim,

I knew in a moment it must be REINETTE SENUM

Down the chimney BEN EMERY came with a bound.

Though he smelled of a flatlander, his logic was sound.

They spoke not a word, but went straight to their work,

And addressed Russ, George, Todd and Barry without calling them jerks.

Then I heard them exclaim, as they drove out of sight,

“Happy Holidays to all — can we soon get it right?”

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