Canto XLI: A Timeline of Mexican Anaheim

Gentle cabrones: Sometime next year -- I think in the summer -- my next big project will be announced. It ain't a book, or a movie,...

Canto XXXIX: Notes on Me Joining the Los Angeles Times Full-Time

Gentle cabrones: The rumors are true: I'm joining the Los Angeles Times full-time as a features writer focusing on Southern California everything... Me and the Times...

Canto XXXVIII: Cheer, Cheer for Old Notre Dreams

Gentle cabrones: When I was reaching my teens, the only dream I had was to attend the University of Notre Dame. I knew Knute. The fight...

Canto XXXVII: How to Find the Way to San Jose

Gentle cabrones: Greetings from San Jose, where the California debut of the play based on my career, Interview with a Mexican just happened last night...

Canto XXXVI: Dia de Reaching One Person

Gentle cabrones: I never celebrated Día de Los Muertos growing up. I knew of it: 1987, the last time I went to my parents' ranchos...

Canto XXXV: Don’t Get Beat

Gentle cabrones: A couple of months ago, my former reporter Frank John Tristan—who, as an INTERN, faced off against neo-Nazis losers in (where else?) Huntington...

Canto XXXIII: 5 Songs to Mark One Year Since I Left My Dream Job...

Gentle cabrones: One year. I've been thinking of how to write this particular canto for weeks, and figured a music listicle was the best way to...

Canto XXXII: Denver, the Mile High DESMADRE

Gentle cabrones: I never gave a second thought to Denver before I became a reporter—really, why bother? There was John Elway and John Denver and...

Canto XXXI: Eulogy for Ernest Miller, Quiet Genius of Southern California’s Food Scene

Gentle cabrones: I knew that my inaugural #TortillaTournament for KCRW would be successful the moment I pulled into the Los Angeles River Center & Gardens...

Canto XXX: You Can’t Go Casa Again

Gentle cabrones: First off, apologies for the delay in my canto. I usually send Saturday morning, but I reserve the right for a Sunday morning...