Manhattan Beach

Residents will be charged for their second and all subsequent false alarms if they result in a police response starting in October.

How the Taplin Bell was won, and lost, in the one of the greatest lifeguard races of all time If

Six-Man crowds and alcohol are reduced as enforcement and barricades are increased.

Bill Hory showed up Monday to morning to claim the first reservation time-slot issued for adult exercise on the city’s controversial sand dune at Sand Dune Park since it was closed a year ago.

Lifeguards and paramedics treated at least 56 competitors for hypothermia at the annual Dwight Crum Pier to Pier Swim on Sunday, as cold water and breezy air combined for a teeth-chattering event.

We have all heard of musicals whose advertising claims to “make us laugh, cry, and think.” On the contrary, “Les

When Four Daughters opened it looked like it was going to be a straightforward American restaurant. But as time went

Not many people find their calling within the walls of a small brick concession stand. But then again, not many

“Marcelo! You have a girl running away with the gate! I need a bench! Any bench! Just a bench! The crate should go to the left, no – the other left.”

Paul Hawkins, a decorated city firefighter who won the admiration of his peers, the thanks of countless victims of fires and other emergencies, and the gratitude of a Mexican sister city whose emergency services he helped to revamp, has retired with a quiet cheerfulness that marked three decades of service.

by Deb L

I can’t look too far ahead because it’s too overwhelming. I really think the all-powerful Universe could have come up with something a little less tragic but what do I know…

 Story and photos by Lynn Hemer Summer is usually the time of the year when you turn off your oven

Sculptor Cinthia Joyce selects a gymnast to model for her Atlas.

North End doesn’t look particularly impressive from the outside unless you are a connoisseur of clashing shades – the avocado and lime greens are almost precisely wrong as a color combination. As people in Warsaw used to say about a certain Stalin-era hotel, it has the best view in town because from inside it you can’t see it. The interior is better, functional with a few stylish touches, but once you open the menu you will forget all else, because this is one fun list of foods. The people who own this place obviously love to play in the kitchen, and they make the most interesting breakfasts in the South Bay.

There is almost always a wait to get into Mama D’s, though by the mysterious mathematics of such things it never seems to be a long one. It is a wait that some people actually look forward to, because while you stand or sit outside and chat with friends you can enjoy complimentary chunks of garlic-herb focaccia. The fragrant bread being passed around only one example of Mama D’s olfactory advertising – the other is the scent of garlic, which can be detected over a block away when the wind is right.

Before I even discuss the food, though, there’s the matter of the décor – you will love it or hate it. The restaurant calls itself a “Bohemian bistro,’ which in this case involves an almost surreal use of bright colors, leopard print furniture, glass ornaments, and odd art. Most people find it delightful and creative, a few find it garish, but everyone has an opinion. I’m in the camp that enjoys it; it’s playful and is s sign that nothing here is to be taken too seriously. The menu carries that over nicely – real country French items are interspersed with Gallic interpretations of other cuisines. I’ve tried the traditional and the wild side on several visits, with mixed but generally positive results.