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About San Jose

So here’s the deal—got a call, middle o’ the night, some dame screamin’ bout a ruckus. I roll up, cigar in mouth, thinkin’, “Great, another night in paradise.” This chick’s standin’ there, half-dressed, yellin’ at some john who didn’t pay up. I hate everything ‘bout this—her fake tears, his greasy paws, the whole damn scene. “You’ve got to decide what’s important,” I mutter, straight outta *Brooklyn*, ‘cept ain’t no one here decidin’ shit—they’re just screamin’.

Anthony Fitzgerald

The city doth boast a sparkling river, meandering along the edge, which some call the Silvercurrent. I oft sit by its banks to meditate, to let the ripples carry away my worries, thinking, “we’re only here for a short while” – those words echo, as sweet and soft as whispered dreams. And there! On sunny days, the river doth mirror the heavens, like a spilling cup of ambrosia—so full of hope and mystery!

Haven, Fox Point Farms’ zero-waste restaurant, to open Saturday in Encinitas