This pour little cart got left out all night.
Whole Foods in Fig Garden is well closed, so this little guy got left out. I feel bad for him. So lonely. I know how ya feel, brother.
Let’s hope the person that opens at Whole Foods tomorrow morning corals you proper so you can be with your friends again.
The fries at In-N-Out suck. They just do. But they are unique to In-N-Out. I have always enjoyed them for that. They may not be great, but they are all In-N-Out’s.
The uniqueness of In-N-Out: The vibe, restaurant setup, California chain, simple food menu, super friendly staff, the secret menu, and yes, the fries.
Sadly all that is tainted because the nepo baby owner, Lynsi Snyder, (who didn’t come up with a damn ass thing that In-N-Out is successful for) has decided California is too lame and is creating an office in Tennessee so she can move her family there because California is “SOOOO harrrd guuuuyyyyz”
“Raising a family is not…easy here. Doing business is not easy here.” says the billionaire nepo baby.
Dude, California MADE you! You became iconic because of us. You are rich as shit because we bragged about you to everyone not in California. Brought all the people visiting to your dad’s restaurant.
I had always admired In-N-Out for being at or near the top of pay for fast-food workers. It seems that was dad’s policy, not the nepo do nothing daughter’s. She would rather move somewhere whiter where she can pay employees less. Let’s be real.
It always comes back to more when you are so rich you don’t know what else to do.
“That’s just business!” some will say. I say that is just bullshit. It’s just fucking greed.
Disrespectful to the people (Californians) who got you where you are today. So little is respected anymore.
How hard could it be to live your life out as a billionaire in the greatest state in the country? Dear God.
The basket of fries pictured above was the first time I went to the Blackstone & Nees In-N-Out. My go-to is Blackstone & Ashlan. I can’t say I will never go to an In-N-Out again because of this betrayal; that would be unrealistic.
But I will hate myself a little bit when I do. Just like Lynsi should be doing right now.
I went right by Bill Saroyan’s final house in Fresno the other day and didn’t realize it until I had to pull up Google Maps to see what house I was going to (day job). As I was looking for the address, there it was, the William Saroyan house.
It’s weird, I had always thought it was in Southeast Fresno, but the house is off Marks, between Ashlan & Dakota.
It’s so nondescript. So track house. So Fresno.
Nobody lives there, it’s an appointment-only museum. I can remember reading about it in the Fresno Bee but never checked it out beyond that – one of those Fresno things I have always meant to get to.
See what it is like and book a tour by checking out this page.
This sent me down a Billy Saroyan rabbit hole that had been coming for a long time. I am ashamed to admit I do not own any Saroyan material. And I have only read pieces of his writing.
Please feel embarrassed for me.
I only very vaguely knew that his book, The Human Comedy, was made into a movie starring Mickey Rooney. The novel is based on the fictional town of Ithicha (but we all know there is a lot of Fresno in this Ithaca place).
Then something I didn’t know, The Human Comedy movie was remade and called “Ithaca” and has Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan involved:
I rented The Human Comedy but stupidly chose to watch it at night and ended up falling asleep 10 minutes in – there goes $3. Maybe I will have better luck with the Meg Ryan version.
It is not often Fresno gets a Saturday show from a genre-defining band. Legendary punk band, X, is playing Fulton 55 Saturday night.
There are (at the time of this posting) still tickets left, you can buy them on this website.
On the secondary market, there are tickets to other X shows in California, but I didn’t find much for Fresno.
There is a great write-up about it by Josh Tehee at the Fresno Bee, check it out.
I love this old Letterman appearance from X:
What you should expect:
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I am not going to question it, I will just accept it.
The rumors are true. Organizers of Fresno’s Christmas Tree Lane have brought back ‘walk nights’. For you Fresno newbs, this is when they do not let cars go down Old Van Ness and they let people do something totally strange in Fresno… walk
Last year they implied Walk Nights would never come back, but here we are.
As per the tradition, there are two walk nights:
Christmas Tree Lane starts Saturday (Dec 2nd) and is open every night thru December 25th.
The Lane opens every night at 6 PM. Closes (lights off) at 10 Sunday-Thursday and 11 PM Friday and Saturday.
More info can be found here.
You just park in the neighborhood. I assume people who live in Old Fig hate Walk Nights. But they get to throw parties on Walk Nights, so it’s kinda worth it.
Some people park in Fig Garden Village and take some sort of tram, or get a ride and are dropped off, or walk all the way down to Shields and then walk back.
Heads up: if you do park at Fig Garden Village, it is insane with cars and people. I went to pick up food one night not remembering it was a Walk Night, and got stuck in the Village for a while and didn’t even score food.
I just find a dumb house to park in front of somewhere near Dakota but not South of the railroad tracks.
Hopefully, the return of Walk Nights will relieve some of the pressure of regular car nights when the line to drive Christmas Tree Lane goes down Blackstone all the way to Shaw.
That is right. You basically get in line for Christmas Tree Lane at Shaw.
But hey, screw that, Walk Nights are back. I might hit up both nights, just because.
A nice video that Localish put together a few years ago:
Don’t forget to get some good hot Fresno coffee and I’ll see ya out there.
In case you didn’t know, the “Bullard” Fosters Freeze on Palm (if you’re reading this after August 31st) is now closed. It’s being forced to make way for a Starbucks.
Thanks for all the food and memories since the 1980s (for me anyway).
I shall miss your fries. Corndogs. Milkshakes. But most of all, my evening runs with my daughter to get a Twister and a hot fudge sundae (no nuts), when we were a little bored.
Goodbye, old girl.
