Catfish Pond
Inspiration for this column can come from unlikely places, even a summer hike. Near Truckee, almost by accident, my companion and I discovered Catfish Pond.
Inspiration for this column can come from unlikely places, even a summer hike. Near Truckee, almost by accident, my companion and I discovered Catfish Pond.
May 1931 was a significant time in Renoโs history. That was when Reno became the divorce capital of America, and all you needed was a six-week residency to be newly โReno-vated.โ
The name deceived me. I figured a place called Copenhagen Bar must be Scandinavian-themed. It never occurred to me that the red, green, and white color scheme on the building was Italian, like that nationโs flag. But when friends enticed me to visit this longstanding neighborhood bar, I discovered its rich history, which was tightly tied to the Quilici family.
As you head out to Sunday brunch, do you ever wonder how or when the tradition of brunch originated? You probably havenโt unless, like me, you are a food historian whoโs always digging into arcane culinary stories.
Before Street Vibrations, Burning Man, or The Great Reno Balloon Race, there was Nevadaโs Centennial in 1964. Jan. 4 was chosen as the kickoff date for the yearโs festivities.
Vikingsholm, the strange and beautiful jewel of Emerald Bay, has no equal at Lake Tahoe. This Scandinavian-inspired home includes a sod roof, dragon beams, and showstopping views.
It seemed like a good idea: Run a recipe contest that combines peopleโs love of food with Nevadansโ urge to gamble and win, and you have the Reno Gazette-Journalโs Holiday Cookbook Recipe Contest. For many years, after it began in 1978, it proved to be a popular end-of-year tradition.
Imagine itโs the late 1970s, and West Coast culinary royalty visit a legendary Truckee restaurant. Which one? La Vieille Maison. The culinary royalty?
Whatโs in a name? If youโre a dive bar called Abbyโs Highway 40, maybe your name says it all. Or maybe not, since youโve had many names over the years โ Quilici Bar, Reno Bar, Rumpus Room, and, finally, Abbyโs โ all at the same address.
A Dash of History Excavating one of the Comstockโs classiest saloons. If you equate the word archaeology with โdusty snooze,โ this column may wake you up. The dig could be happening right in your backyard. It could be unearthing a Black-owned saloon in Virginia City. Would it also capture your interest if I told you…