San Jose native Tommy Phillips went from selling rims out of his trunk with nothing more than a pager to owning an ultra successful business called California Wheels.
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Barbara Goldstein became Public Art Program Director for the City of San Jose Office of Cultural Affairs in 2004, and has since overseen the extensive development of public art at San Jose libraries, parks and community centers.
Napa Valley isn’t the only place with a wine train. The Santa Cruz Mountains Wine Express offers a steam- and wine-powered trip at Felton’s Roaring Camp Railroads May 20 from 1 to 5pm.
San Jose’s cycling pedigree has been conditioned and refined for well over a century. The South Bay enjoys a special type of pragmatism, which translates into our cycling history; so, while we may not be fielding a top contender in any of this year’s Tours, Giros or Classics, a large number of fine athletes will be using equipment and financing born and raised right here.
Walter De Brouwer is not like most people. If he was, most people would be Belgian. Most people would also be described as someone “who thinks thoughts that may have never been thought before.’
I would imagine Ethiopia’s manner of dining to be a child’s dream: the food is eaten with the hands, one plate is filled with a variety of different foods and mixing things is encouraged.
My cubicle—if one partition wall maketh a true cubicle—can be found in close proximity to a copier that daily exacts terrible tributes from all who dare use it. Curses, deprecations and pleas can be heard as the machine steadfastly refuses to accept its assigned chores, protesting instead that it is missing some vital piece of properly sized paper or needs its fusing oil unit replaced.
After a suspenseful overtime victory in St. Louis in Game 1 of the Western Conference Quarterfinals Thursday night, the Sharks return to the ice April 14 for game two.
Call sparkling wine made outside of France’s designated region “champagne” and risk a lawsuit from the Comite Interprofessional du Vin de Champagne. Call a conventionally grown potato “organic,” and the U.S. Department of Agriculture’s enforcement branch may show up at the door as soon as it unearths the fraud. But raise a chicken in a cage, and feel free to make almost any claim to sell the bird’s eggs.
