To celebrate the upcoming Maritime Week, the Port of San Diego is once again offering free waterfront boat tours. Having done this in the past, I can recommend it. Those aboard will get a good look at (and an earful about) the cruise ship terminals and Embarcadero, Harbor Island, America’s Cup Harbor, Shelter Island, the Naval bases and ships, the shipbuilding and repair yards, and the Port’s two marine cargo terminals.
But the tours are only being given on two days, and one has apparently filled up already. The other is happening from 4:30 to 6:30 Wednesday, May 25, and at least at the moment, you can sign up online.
Speaking of freebies, I spent the past weekend at one of my all-time favorite free events in Southern California: the Los Angeles Times Festival of Books. This was the 16th year for what the Times calls “the largest and most prestigious book festival in the country,” but only the first time it’s been held on the University of Southern California campus. (UCLA has always been the host in the past.)
To my eyes, it seemed as lively and stimulating as ever, with some nice added attractions (a kickoff performance by the rousing Trojan marching band; free Ben & Jerry’s ice cream, courtesy of Target). The greatest pleasure, though, was the same as always: the concentrated dose of provocative ideas flying thick and fast at the author presentations (mostly panels, but also some solo appearances by the bigger names). Where else can you find Patti Smith and Dave Eggers talking about their artistic callings, Father Gregory Boyle recounting stories about the gang members he’s worked with, Dan Savage dispensing relationship advice, and Hustler publisher Larry Flynt gossiping about the sex scandals of American presidents — all on the same stage, within a few hours of each other? And that was a tiny fraction of the action.
Admission to the festival has always been free, along with the tickets. But you can get the latter online in advance for a small reservation fee ($1 per ticket), and a few years ago I decided that was the most stress-free way to participate (rather than queuing up in the stand-by lines).

Free ice cream was welcome addition to the festival, but the sweetest part, as always, was the spicy stew of ideas.
With the LA Times in particular and the overall book industry in decline, I’ve wondered for years how much longer this wonderful event will continue. My fingers are already crossed that it will be held next year, at least.
Years passed, but with it shuttered in my mind, I ceased to pay attention to its presence in the street. Then during a Taste of North Pacific Beach a year or so ago, I was reminded that the Chocolate Haus was still very much in business. Moreover, it dawned on me that it probably had survived because the homemade bonbons crafted on the 




















Peppermint and other pretty sticks fill the windows, and assorted candy turtles and peanut brittles tempt visitors behind the counter. But chocolate, in all its varieties, figures most prominently in the shop. Eacobellis says it all comes from Burlingame-based chocolatier Guittard, (the best in the world in her opinion) before being transformed into Wisteria’s hand-made bonbons. 

passersby. All manner of booths were set up, but the crowd was so thick (it looked like thousands) that we gave up on trying to walk through it. 

















