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Where in the East Bay? I can offer some suggestions from Contra Costa and parts of Alameda...Blackhawk Plaza is one of my favorites. It's an upscale shopping center in Danville situated around a small lake filled with ducks and geese. Nearly all the restaurants have lakeside patios. I like Little Pear (smoked chicken salad sandwich), Blackhawk Grille (upscale burger), and Fieldhouse Sports Grill (ahi tacos) best.Downtown Livermore has been on the rise in recent years, with many great restaurants along First Street—most with outdoor patios. It's more about people watching and being social than having a scenic view. Sauced BBQ is fantastic and has live music on the weekends, First Street Alehouse is great for beer lovers, and Patxi's Pizza makes a great deep dish. Similarly, downtown Walnut Creek has several delicious patio dining options along Main Street and Locust Street.For a combo of eating and shopping outdoors, Berkeley's Fourth Street is an excellent choice. Nearly every restaurant has a tree-shaded patio, the stores are hip and quirky (The Gardener, Castle in the Air, and the East Bay Vivarium are musts), and it's very dog-friendly, if you have a dog.Of course, dining by the water is always lovely. Check out Lake Chalet in Oakland (on Lake Merritt), Dead Fish in Crockett (on Carquinez Straight), Antoinette (in Berkeley), and the many options in Jack London Square. For even more options, head into San Francisco.

Try here for a story of originWorld Wide Words: Egg on one’s faceEgg on one’s faceQ From Kim Parker: I’m interested in the history of the saying, having egg on your face. It means you made a big mistake.A It often implies that you have made a serious mistake, but more strictly it indicates that something you have done (or some turn of events) has left you looking embarrassed or foolish:Murray knows all about the Chilean 12th seed — he practised with him last week — and the British number one realises he could be left with egg on his face if he leaves Gonzalez an easy, mid-court ball.Liverpool Daily Post, 2 Jun. 2009.It feels like one of those expressions that have been around for ever, but the evidence suggest that it dates only from the middle of last century. It’s definitely American in origin, though now widely known wherever English is spoken.I know of two suggestions for where it came from. The late John Ciardi suggested an origin in the lower-class and more rowdy kind of theatrical performance, in which an incompetent actor would have been pelted with eggs and forced off the stage. The other is that it was a comment on a minor social gaffe at a meal, when poor manners or sloppy eating left egg around your mouth.As so often the origin is obscure but this newspaper story suggests that the latter is more likely, and that it began as US teenage slang:A peek at the script turned up these gems, which Jane says are in the vocabulary of most any 15-year-old these days: “Hold your lava, Vesuvius!” (To a talkative friend). “There I was — with egg on my face!” (describing embarrassment).The Bee (Danville, Virginia), 27 Aug. 1941.Subscriber Cal Clifford put a possible new perspective on the expression by mentioning egg-sucking dogs: “Occasionally, a trusted, working farm dog would develop the bad habit of taking eggs from nests and eating them, turning himself from asset into liability.” I found several examples of the term, including these:His chief business was the doing away with dogs of ill-repute in the country; vicious dogs, sheep-killing dogs, egg-sucking dogs, were committed to Alan’s dread custody, and often he would be seen leading off his wretched victims to his den in the woods, whence they never returned.Glengarry School Days by Ralph Connor, 1902.He’s a miserable, fox-faced scoundrel, and I’ve no more use for him than I have for an egg-sucking dog.Nan Sherwood at Pine Camp, by Annie Roe Carr, about 1919.So it’s just possible that the expression might be a figurative extension from that of a dog found with egg around its muzzle, mute evidence of depravity.

As a young journalist, I was always sent to cover “important” public meetings where citizens would show up to talk, ask questions, question the authorities speaking at the meeting, and look at proposed plans and offer suggestions, and so on. They were typically planning meetings, city council, or board of supervisor’s meetings. For years, decades even, I covered these meetings, interviewed both citizens and officials, and truly believed I was doing my job and making a difference by providing news and facts and “covering” the story. I was talking, very passionately and excitedly, about one of those stories one day. My editor pulled me aside and said, “Don’t get too excited, but by the time anything gets to a public hearing, it’s already been decided. The rest is just entertainment to keep people happy and thinking they actually have a choice or made a difference.”I was stunned, angry, and in total disbelief, until I started following things more closely. He was right. By the time 90% of issues brought up for public comment before decisions were made came up — they had already been decided.I became jaded, bitter, and cynical and began to dread covering a lot of meetings, knowing the outcomes before they “happened.” The system was rigged. I lost my faith in government. Then one day, while reporting on Virginia Uranium (a company made up of 30 or so landowners) wanting to develop the 119 million pounds of uranium ore, I learned the company would be pulling the first uranium cores out of the ground. It was, I thought a huge story, although several local state ranking politicians told me off the record it was a “done deal” and contracts had been signed, and that in spite of “massive” opposition to the drilling that the deal would go through and mining would be allowed.Things had been decided and the rest was “just show.” With a 33-year mining moratorium in place, it was unlikely that it could be overturned and mining allowed. The hearings, the chanting, the protests continued. So did preparations and blueprints, and building plans.In spite of the fact it was December, and bitterly cold, and no one thought there was a story to report on, I showed up at the first drilling of uranium core by Virginia Uranium at a site north of Danville, VA. I was not only the only photographer there. I was the only journalist covering a pretty damn historic moment in Virginia and national history. I reminded myself this was part of a “done deal” and decided no matter what, it was important to document — and besides, I’d never seen uranium or core drilling before.My photo of the first uranium cores at Coles Hill, Virginia were the ONLY photos taken that day. That’s why they, along with a story I contributed to, ended up in TIME Magazine in 2009. Breaking News, Analysis, Politics, Blogs, News Photos, Video, Tech Reviews - TIME.com. (See my name in the photo credit below).That year I spent hundreds of hours interviewing and talking to all sides of this legal nightmare. I learned more about uranium than I ever wanted to know. And I sighed heavily, “knowing” it was a done deal (and it still may be…) but then nothing happened. And nothing happened. And then I learned that in June 2019 the company had taken their appeal all the way to the Supreme Court, and lost! It was not a “done deal,” after all.https://www.supremecourt.gov/opinions/18pdf/16-1275_7lho.pdfUranium mining will not be allowed in VA, at least for now. VUI issued a statementTen years after that photo, and covering a hotly debated and contested issue, I learned that apparently some really important things aren’t, or weren’t a done deal after all. There may be something to the legal system, and to people turning up to voice their opinions, to vote, and to oppose things they don’t believe benefit their communities.When I watched the coverage of the support of the Second Amendment march and protest on Richmond in January 2020 I had a heavy heart, believing that the dog and pony show by our government continues to go on and that any “story” or news to the contrary really is just “fake news.” And I keep watching. While VA doesn’t have uranium drilling, we may soon lose our gun rights as well. The media is not really an independent reporting force that reports facts. They’re a politically and financially motivated and agenda-driven entity that does the bidding of its master. Not all news is fake news. Only the news that matters, that shapes the country or communities or enables and empowers people with an interest or investment is manipulated.My editor was right. It’s a show. It’s generally a well-orchestrated show, but it’s mostly a show.