Perspectives, analysis, and editorial commentary from the Gazette's columnists.
"I ordered a 'house blend.' What arrived was neither a blend nor worthy of any house. The beans tasted like they'd been roasted during the Carter administration. The barista smiled. I did not smile ..."
I've been writing this column for 42 years. Forty-two. I was here before the brewery. Before the yoga studio. Before Zara Kim showed up with her 'curated aesthetic' and her Instagram following.
The croissants taste like ambition without talent. The baguettes are fine if you like bread that fights back. The coffee is from a machine that predates the internet.
Nobody needs to sweat this much voluntarily. I went because my editor told me I needed to 'broaden my coverage.' I broadened it all over a mat that smelled like lavender and regret.
As a longtime resident and supporter of the arts, I urge the council to consider the creative community's needs before approving commercial zoning ...
I've been walking to work for 8 years. It's great exercise, but this city deserves a proper bus system. Who's with me?
Five years ago I opened my practice in this city. Today I want to thank every patient, every neighbor, and every person who believed in community healthcare.