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Contact us by email at TheBelleCora gmail. Across the world, modern day San Francisco has a reputation for creativity and invention. And this tendency toward innovation is anything but a recent trend. They say that in New York, the emphasis is on the new, but the Big Apple has nothing on San Francisco when it comes to world-changing innovations. The Martini: a simple cocktail of gin and dry vermouth, garnished with an olive or a twist of lemon. Gold dust burning a hole in his pocket, he knocked the dirt from his clothes and demanded champagne. There being no bubbly in the house, the bartender got creative and shook up or was it stirred? Not quite a martini, but the good doctors at the Occidental Hotel bar would fix that. When the miner took the recipe back to San Francisco with him, they went to work on it, substituting vermouth for the vino. Et voila! The Martini was born, named for Martinez, the town that inspired it. Alas, the Occidental, once the playground of Mark Twain and a surfeit of other notables, is now gone, destroyed in the earthquake and fire of The Martini lives on, just one more reminder to the world at large: all the best things come from San Francisco. There is nothing quite so American as a jukebox, but most of us never stop to think where they originated. San Francisco is the answer, specifically the Palais Royal Saloon. Palais-Royal in Paris, France. Arnold chose the place to debut their brand-new invention. In time the invention prompted scores of imitators, and jukeboxes eventually became ubiquitous in drinking establishments across the country. Jukeboxes were actually a key source of income for music publishers , and at one point in the s, three-quarters of the records produced in the U. Alas, the advent of portable radios and cassette decks spelled doom for the jukebox industry, and today there are only two companies still producing them Rock-ola is one of them. But they remain an enduring part of 20th Century Americana and notably, they are still one of the defining traits of the Classic Dive Bar. The charms of North Beach are beyond number, and the neighborhood has always played a big part in the story of San Francisco. But few realize that our perfect little corner of the universe also gave birth to one of the most influential electronic gizmos the world has ever seen: the modern television. Less than a year later he was demonstrating a working model to the San Francisco press. Television had become a reality. Of course, it would be before the first public broadcast, and in the intervening years, there was a lot of work for the attorneys. A fellow named Vladimir Zworykin had been experimenting with the cathode ray tube while working for Westinghouse Electric; it seems he had an overlapping patent claim that went back to RCA ended up owning that patent, and they did everything they could to wrest control of the technology away from Farnsworth. The advent of television advertising in was the true birth of the American consumer market, and the adoption of the home video screen paved the way for a class of devices that would still be evolving over a century later. Whatever your thoughts on the matter, one thing is certain: the whole thing started just three blocks away on Telegraph Hill. As photogenic as our fair city is, San Francisco has always held a natural appeal for filmmakers. A brainier, more temperate alternative to the glitz of Hollywood, the Bay Area has been a northern sanctuary for movie types for decades. Many of them have chosen to shoot here in North Beach, and its hardly a surprise: with its italianate character and winding, picturesque alleyways, the place is like one big movie set. For your viewing pleasure, here are just a few of our favorite films featuring scenes of North Beach and Telegraph Hill. We'll start with one of the most famous films in movie history Hitchcock was a devoted fan of the restaurant, especially their selection of first-growth bordeaux , and dined there regularly when he was in San Francisco—which was often. That honor goes to the memorable sequence filmed at Lombard Street atop Russian Hill. When speaking of classic San Francisco cinema, another name that frequently comes up is Steve McQueen. Interestingly, the oddest thing about the celebrated chase is only apparent to locals and others who know the city: geographically, the thing doesn't make a bit of a sense. Continuity was evidently thrown by the wayside for the sake of visual appeal, and at points the action jumps abruptly from Potrero Hill to Russian Hill and from North Beach back to Potrero Hill again, in a ride that bears little similarity to reality. It does look good on film, though. Another thing few people know: the chase was originally supposed to continue across the Golden Gate Bridge, but apparently the city would have none of it. And contrary to popular belief, McQueen did little of the breakneck driving captured in the film. For more details on the shoot from the man himself, click here. With Dirty Harry , Clint Eastwood created a character that will be forever lodged in the cranium of American pop culture. Harry Callahan was gruff, no-nonsense, and well-armed with an envy-inducing. Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk? From Arnold Schwarzenegger to Bruce Willis, action heroes have been ripping this guy off forever. What many forget is that one of the key scenes in Dirty Harry was filmed or shot , I suppose right in the middle of North Beach. The scene concludes with a rooftop-to-rooftop shootout, but Scorpio escapes and continues to menace the public until finally being dispatched by Callahan at the end of the film. Unlike Steve McQueen, Eastwood did all of his own stunts in the film, including one in which he jumps from a bridge on to the roof of a moving bus. The part was first offered to a half-dozen other leading men, including John Wayne, Frank Sinatra…. An award-winning documentary, it focuses on the relationship between a local flock of wild parrots and a bohemian musician living in a cabin on Telegraph Hill Mark Bittner, who wrote the book of the same name. Levin is a longtime resident of Telegraph Hill, and the film is gorgeous, and steeped in her affection for the neighborhood. In fact, you can watch it free here. This article is part of a series examining the fascinating people and places that make up the rich history of North Beach and The Barbary Coast. Visit us again soon for more. For true lovers of cheese, there is one traditional dish that is impossible to match: Raclette. In the traditional preparation, the center of the round is heated until it is bubbly and slightly browning, then scraped onto the serving plate. The word raclette actually comes from the French racler , meaning to scrape, and this was originally done in front of an open fire. Served with fresh bread alongside a toothsome combination of small potatoes, pickled onions, gherkins, and cured meat, raclette is the quintessential Swiss comfort food. And when it finally hits your plate, the tangy, gooey raclette is everything you expect, perfectly balanced by the accoutrements. Raclette is generally paired with a white wine like a riesling or pinot gris, served only semi-cool to aid digestion. Whatever the case, we particularly enjoy it with a nice glass of our Gruner Veltliner. The history of Raclette goes back over years, the dish originating with peasants in the Swiss Alps who would carry the cheese rounds along with them into the mountains as they herded cows, and heat them up next to the campfire at night to scrape on to their bread. The point of raclette is an extended, relaxed dining experience with friends, where the quality of the company and conversation is matched only by that of the food and wine. Go big, and get one with a perfect, sizzling bratwurst to pair with your choice from our draft menu. Happy February! A wine competition organized in May of by English wine merchant Steven Spurrier no, not the football coach , the contest pitted the best California wines in two categories chardonnay and cabernet sauvignon against their French equivalents in a blind tasting. At the time, French wines were widely considered to be far superior to those vinted in California, but the pedigreed judges all of whom were French gave the win to California in both categories. Steven Spurrier, organizer of the Judgment of Paris tastings, in Outside of a few lines in Time Magazine, the affair initially received scant attention, and it was largely ignored by the French press. When it was mentioned across the Atlantic at all, it was in a tone of utter ridicule; the reputation of French wines was ironclad, and most Europeans considered the results a fluke. When it was further suggested that the California wines would never hold up to their French counterparts over time, a rematch was clearly in order. There have been a number of re-tastings over the years of the reds, the whites being past their prime , yielding similar results. Amazingly, the upstart Californians had not only bested their French elders out of the gate, their wines appeared to be aging better as well. Meanwhile, all of this attention was having a tremendous effect on the California wine industry. At the time of original Paris tasting, there were less than 70 wineries in Napa. Today there are at least six times that many, depending how you count. Though he went on to become a legend in the winemaking community, at the time Grgich was just another young winemaker among many, throwing his hat into the ring behind the optimism of the Judgment of Paris. After , Napa would never be the same. Legendary winemaker Mike Grgich poses at the estate on his 90th birthday. His livelihood was French wines, and the wine merchant arranged the event with the full expectation that the near-mythical French estates would crush the fledgling California vintners. Many French and francophiles were convinced their wines would finally prevail after three decades of bottle aging. The results were stunning: the California wines completely dominated, claiming all five top spots. Napa was exultant. In retrospect, this is a very impressive roster of wines; that these wineries were largely unknown as late as is difficult to fathom today. Just like Napa Valley, sometimes it takes a little while to show your true potential. The Judgment of Paris just celebrated its 40th anniversary last year, and over the decades has taken on a mythical quality, especially here in Northern California. Today, the two original winning bottles are on display at the Smithsonian Museum. For many of us, it comes as a welcome respite from our daily schedules, a much-needed pause in the routine. Most of the December holidays derive from the solstice : the day on which the sun dips to its lowest point in the sky, and the shortest day of the calendar year this year, the solstice fell on December 21st. This has always been an important holiday because it symbolized so much to our ancestors. As I was walking to work this morning, my gaze fell for the hundredth time on the massive work-in-progress that is the Salesforce Tower. Once complete, the structure will be the tallest in San Francisco, a miracle of design and engineering. But from a distance, no movement can be detected. It has to be said: its high points notwithstanding, has been a trying year, for a host of reasons. And it seems like many of us in San Francisco are closing it out with a slight sense of To me, it almost feels as if people are holding their collective breath before plunging into Our ancestors were smart. We know that, because we are here today, living proof of their viability. They celebrated the solstice because they knew what was important, and that there was a time for everything: to plant, to harvest, to rest—and to party. But just like our ancestors, we have each other to count on. And sometimes it may even seem as if they are moving backwards. But the work gets done; the towers rise, more or less on schedule. Thank you all for reading the blog, and for making Belle Cora a big part of your year. Here's to a very Happy New Year, and I look forward to seeing you at the bar! If there is one neighborhood that has set the tone for San Francisco and cemented its reputation for rebelliousness, it had to be the Barbary Coast. But as the city has learned, this anarchic spirit has its dark side. With license comes the licentious, and the annals of San Francisco are replete with the widest variety of reprobates, rapscallions and social outliers that any American city has ever seen. A comely and curvaceous young woman, she married early, supporting herself and an errant, alcoholic husband with her job as a housekeeper. But when she lost her first child to respiratory illness within months of his birth, the marriage foundered, and Tessie's path was forever altered. Her work in upper class homes had exposed her to the prurient predilections of her wealthy benefactors, and Tessie quickly found a way to put them to use. Once free of her husband, she purchased a bordello in the Tenderloin, and hired a coterie of young girls to staff her first venture. Tessie was a natural promoter. She would secure the latest fashions straight from Paris and New York, adorning her ladies in them and staging parades on Market Street that dramatically increased business. She was also celebrated as a prodigious drinker, and once bested legendary boxer John L. Like many in her profession, she had a keen craving for social acceptance, and chose to marry a politician—prominent Republican Frank Daroux—who was also a club owner. Brothels were another matter though, and Daroux made no small effort to get his wife to leave the business. The couple fought constantly, and the tempestuous marriage came to an end when Tessie learned that Daroux had betrayed her with another woman. Distraught, she followed him to the theater , where she confirmed what she had heard; seeing her husband with a strange woman on his arm was more than Tessie could bear. She waited in the shadows outside the theatre until he emerged and stepped onto the sidewalk, lighting a cigar. Tessie fired her revolver point blank into his chest, and as he fell backward, fired twice more. When the police arrived, Tessie was kneeling over her husband, weeping, the empty pistol in her hand. Tessie Wall returned to the bordello business, and died 16 years later at the age of 63—from an impacted tooth. Now we jump forward to the Summer of Love, a period not so much chronicled as mythologized by writers and the press in the decades since. In , San Francisco was teeming with all things new, and extreme personalities and fabulous oddballs were the order of the day—along with plenty of psychedelic drugs. The early manager and financier of the Grateful Dead , Owsley was responsible for creating the laboratory-grade LSD that helped define the late Sixties counterculture. He was reportedly the first to ever mass-produce the drug, in a bathtub near the Berkeley campus a process he mastered during a marathon 3-week session at the university library. He served two years in prison for narcotics possession, and led a reclusive life in his later years, relocating to the bush country in Australia. An extremely potent, high-quality type of LSD; a tablet of this. Frequently attributive, especially as Owsley acid. As the city credited with launching the Sexual Revolution , San Francisco has always had more than its share of pornographers. But none had quite the impact of a pair of quarrelsome brothers from the East Bay: Jim and Artie Mitchell. From this humble start the brothers would build a multimillion dollar adult entertainment business that continues to this day. Artie right and Jim Mitchell in photo courtesy of Associated Press. They revolutionized the porn trade, and were the first to transfer erotic films to video tape and market them through adult magazines. The money they made was arguably as obscene as their output, and they quickly became fixtures on the San Francisco scene. Thompson and journalist and local gadfly Warren Hinckle. Chambers was the same woman currently adorning the front of the Ivory Snow detergent box on store shelves across the nation. Though it was pure chance, no advertising agency had ever concocted a more devious publicity stunt, and sales of the film went through the roof. The Mitchell Brothers porn empire had been born. With money flying in the door at an increasing rate, business acumen fell by the wayside. The brothers hired high school friends to help manage things, who reportedly spent much of their office hours drinking, drugging and shooting pool. At the center of the disorder was Artie Mitchell, whose cocaine and alcohol abuse had become so bad that friends begged Jim to intervene. The two argued, and Jim drew the rifle and shot his brother and longtime business partner dead. After a long trial, Jim Mitchell was prosecuted for voluntary manslaughter, and was released from San Quentin after serving only 3 years. On July 12, , Mitchell passed away at his ranch house in Sonoma, the victim of heart failure. The mother of his year-old daughter, Danielle Keller was bludgeoned to death by Mitchell with a baseball bat on her front lawn. Among its manifold charms, North Beach has one of the richest musical traditions of any neighborhood in America. But like all else, music clubs pass on. But they are like mushrooms in the cool, damp air: others always appear. Cannonball Adderley was a regular headliner at the club, and was so popular that crowds would line the sidewalk to hear him work the saxophone. Between his groundbreaking original numbers, he was known to abandon his bass to crack a bullwhip over the heads of his alarmed audience. And the club had more than great jazz on tap. Jazz Workshop foundered at the beginning of the 70s, and though other incarnations of the club came and went for years, its stature as a jazz mecca never returned. He began booking local rock musicians, and did well enough to open another Keystone in Berkeley. Rock had largely replaced jazz as America's genre of choice at this point, and many of the jazz venues in the neighborhood had perished or become topless clubs themselves. The club always struggled financially, but creatively it was a powerhouse, and Barkan was an infectiously enthusiastic ringleader, well-liked by his peers. When the business teetered, the community rallied behind the place, and benefits were periodically held to keep it afloat. Keystone Korner lasted eleven years under Barkan, and over the course of that time hosted hundreds of live recordings, many of which have have become parts of the jazz canon. Ironically, Keystone Korner had just closed its doors. Apparently Janis this was before she became famous was fond of singing along to the jukebox, so much so that annoyed regulars would yell at her to stop, and she was once beaten up out front by a couple of equally unappreciative bikers. Some accounts say it was a lesbian bar, some call it a bohemian haunt, but one thing is certain: everyone was welcome at the Anxious Asp. Alas, the club finished its run in late Mabuhay Gardens - Broadway Of all the venues to ever grace North Beach, perhaps the most notorious of them all was Mabuhay Gardens. A Filipino restaurant and nightclub that started booking punk bands in , Mabuhay Gardens AKA the Mab, or the Fab Mab is now regarded as one of the most important clubs of the punk movement, and played host to every major band in the genre. Black Flag, Blondie, Devo, the Ramones — name virtually any punk band, and they played on this stage at least once. Most nights, the resulting crowd was an odd marriage of punkers, strippers and curiosity seekers. Dirksen was undoubtedly an effective promoter, but his true gift was his singular presence onstage. With his dog named Dummy under his arm, he would deride and provoke his audiences until they cursed and threw things at him, then bang — on with the next band. It was an odd formula that somehow worked, and led to the frenzied, anarchic crowd participation that the club became famous for. By personally creating an exchange program for bands in London and New York so they could play here, he helped transform punk rock, a once-underground movement, into the global phenomenon it became. Two years after Dirksen passed in , the cross street where the Mabuhay Gardens once raged was rechristened Dirk Dirksen Place. Towering over the streets and alleyways of North Beach, the dignified spires of the Saints Peter and Paul Church are a defining element of our storied neighborhood. Along with the clanging of the cable cars and the mournful sounding of foghorns in the bay, the church bells are an integral part of our unique aural landscape, keeping us ever mindful of the special place we inhabit. Completed in , the church replaced the original Saints Peter and Paul Church on the corner of Filbert Street and Grant Avenue then Dupont Street , which burned to the ground in the earthquake of I recently had the chance to tour the church with my friend David Burbank, who has worked as Sacristan of the property for the last decade. On the day of our appointment it was mid-Fleet Week, and the roar of military aircraft was in the air as I negotiated the short walk from my apartment: the Blue Angels rehearsing their big show for the weekend. I was very curious about the church's history, excited for the tour—and just a tad nervous. Even better. David launches right into his subject, practically bouncing on his toes. Vincent de Paul, a French Roman Catholic priest canonized in The steeples rise feet above the square, and the height of the nave is a soaring 60 feet. The church contains stained glass windows, all of which were made here by Italian glaziers brought to San Francisco expressly for that purpose they also created the glass for the chandeliers. The elaborate altar was wrought from Carrara marble in Italy, and weighs tons; it was brought here on a ship as ballast, and took an entire year to make the trip around Cape Horn, arriving in To take advantage of the tax-free status for places of worship, the top two floors of the structure were built as a parochial school, u-shaped and surrounding the interior of the church below like a horseshoe. The school serves grades pre-K through 8, and currently has students. It seems no corner has been cut anywhere, an impression reinforced when we step around to the back of the altar and see that the elaborately carved marble work continues, even into the church workspace. An immense painting of Jesus Christ, rendered by Ettore and Giuditta Serbaroli in , decorates the dome above the altar; backstage, we now view it from below, framed by struts and supports. After a moment, she notices it and laughs, drawing a glance from our dependable Sacristan. Of course, overkill is an unfamiliar concept to those who build Catholic churches. Everywhere you rest your eyes you see impeccable handiwork, all evidence of incalculable amounts of talent, time and effort expended. Next stop: the immense pipe organ, which sits in the fore of the church. The afternoon sun slants through the brightly colored panes, casting a serene, amber glow over the space. The colors and shading are as subtle as painted work, and if you look closely you can see the brushstrokes of the artists, long since past. Remembering my days as a novice Catholic, I ask David about the confessionals. I learn the church has six of them—elaborately appointed, of course—three on each side of the nave. We head next to the sacristy, the space where the priests and attendants prepare for services, and where vestments, sacred vessels and other church furnishings are stored. He points out the prominent stained glass portrait of Don Bosco , the founder of the Salesian order and spiritual father of the church. David also points out the curious blue sink that stands near the exit: called a piscina , it is used to wash linens and purificators cloths that clean out holy vessels used during mass. To prevent sacred items such as baptismal water from being swept into the sewers, the sink drain called a sacrarium flows directly into the ground. As we mount the age-worn stairs, it feels as if the tour is building to a climax. A quick turn around the school reveals a different world entirely; aside from the fact that it sits atop a year-old church, this is a small primary school like any other. We meet the principal, a personable woman named Lisa Harris Dr. Emerging into the sunlight on the roof of the church, we are expecting a grandiose view, but are nonetheless gobsmacked. It is a glorious Indian Summer day, and North Beach and the bay beyond stretch away to the horizon. The sky is crisscrossed with the trails of the Fs roaring overhead, and the city below glitters and beckons in the afternoon light. I look across to my apartment building a few hundred feet away and think well, at least I got close. Finally we make our way to the original church bell, housed not in the tower as you might imagine, but in a room at the rear of the church. It has since been replaced with a computer and speakers, but the old bell remains, engraved with the date it was cast: The clapper inside the bell also called a uvula, like that little piece of skin hanging from the back of your throat is deeply worn, misshapen from decades of use. He turns to us with a smile. Our charming northeastern quadrant of San Francisco has borne more than one name since the first European settlers decided to build on these strange and beautiful hills. Of course, these days we like to call ourselves North Beach. Of all the labels this patch of land has worn over the years, however, Sydney-Town was the first. Centered at the base of Telegraph Hill where Broadway met the waterfront Battery Street at that time , Sydney-Town was loosely policed by The Sydney Ducks also called the Sydney Coves , a gang of British laborers and prison escapees who made their way to San Francisco from Australia in the midth century Ducks, because the marshy waterfront was a magnet for seabirds. A small, lawless enclave, Sydney-Town catered to the fringes of a fringe society. In the anarchic maelstrom that was Gold Rush San Francisco, this neighborhood somehow managed to distinguish itself as the most debauched, vice-ridden locale of them all. The next time you complain about a hangover, just remember these guys. Despite the dangers of the neighborhood, business was brisk, and entertainment rife: most venues had no posted closing time, and within a couple of blocks you could drink, gamble, smoke opium or rent the company of a female of nearly any race or age. The first street gang in California history, the Sydney Ducks were criminals of the lowest order, and the undisputed lords of their derelict domain. Resourceful to a fault, they ran what would be called a protection racket today, threatening to burn the businesses of those who refused to pay. Once they had collected all they could, they would wait until the wind was blowing away from the waterfront, then set fire to the city, and proceed to loot the local properties and warehouses. A quasi-legal group of businesspeople and prominent citizens who assembled to make arrests, conduct trials and even execute criminals that seemed beyond the reach of the police and City Hall, the Committee was formed to bring order to a city whose rapid growth had made it nearly ungovernable in , San Francisco had a police force of only a dozen men, in a city of nearly 25, Once the vigilantes had set their sites on the Ducks, they were not to be deterred. James Stuart, also from Sydney, was executed for murder scarcely a month later. All told, four Sydney Ducks were killed by the vigilantes, prompting scores of rattled Aussies to pick up and leave town. After ten years, the Sydney Ducks stranglehold on the neighborhood had been broken—but the lawless character of the neighborhood persisted. The center of the action shifted a block south to Pacific Avenue, and became known as The Barbary Coast. The last mention of the Ducks in the historical record is true to their larcenous character: on December 19, , several members of the gang were involved in the famous Jonathan R. Davis fight , in which they attacked Davis, an Army Captain and veteran of the Mexican-American war, and two of his traveling companions. Of course, Todd was also good enough to pour some delicious treats for our lucky guests. Particularly interesting was an early entrant, the Briney Melon Gose. Definitely worth a try, especially on a warm Indian Summer afternoon. With hints of bourbon rounding out intense but balanced flavors of chocolate and coffee, this is arguably the best stout coming out of California right now. Considered to be one of the pioneers of the American craft beer movement, Andersen Valley Brewing has been turning out remarkable artisanal beers and ales for nearly 30 years. They still operate in Boonville, California, out of a three-story Bavarian-style brewhouse they built back in The most fascinating one Todd mentioned had nothing to do with brewing, and has had us scratching our heads in wonder ever since: Boontling is a language with over 1, unique words and phrases that came into use among Boonville locals in the late 19th century. It is estimated that less than people speak it today. The language has an irresistible charm: Boont means Boonville, and in the verb form means to speak boontling. When visiting Boonville, be careful not to drink too much blue grass whiskey , or you might end up with a case of fiddlers — their cheerful term for delirium tremens. Speaking of such things, eesole is the Boont word for an undesirable character. My personal favorite: one of the most widely used words in the dialect, bahl is the Boont term for good; naturally, the word for a very attractive female is bahlness. 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At one point Mr. Chu inspired a bar, where he was invited to give rambling readings the 12 Galaxies on Mission Street, somehow closed now. The next time you are down on Market, keep an eye out for the guy in the wraparound sunglasses with the sign full of gibberish — Mr. Chu is still at it today. Dismissed by some as a mere publicity hound, LaVey was apparently quite serious about his church. He baptized his daughter Zeena at the Black House in , performing the service above the back of a nude woman as an altar — and garnering worldwide attention. LaVey expired of a heart attack in , just a few days shy of Halloween. His church continues to this day, although it has relocated to — where else? Perhaps as unhinged a barrister as the California court system has ever seen, David Terry was a Kentucky-born lawyer who came to California during the Gold Rush. Elected to the State Supreme Court in , Terry had a violent temper, and was known to brandish a huge Bowie knife which he routinely carried in the courtroom. In , the state of California declared San Francisco to be a city in insurrection; Terry was sent by the governor to settle the dispute brewing between the Second Committee of Vigilance and the hopelessly corrupt San Francisco police force. Soon after his arrival in the city, the volatile jurist was involved in an altercation in which he stabbed a protesting vigilante. Some accounts say Terry was kidnapped by the vigilantes and fought back; some claim he stabbed the vigilante in a street fight. In any event, Terry spent a few days in a cell at Fort Gunnybags, contemplating the prospect of being hanged. The victim survived, however, and Terry was freed, going on to run for reelection in The bad blood eventually became so extreme between the two men that they agreed to a duel, meeting at a spot just outside San Francisco city limits; Terry outdrew the senator, shooting him dead. Though acquitted of murder, Terry left California, his political career over. Field , who had ruled against Terry in his divorce proceedings. The bodyguard who shot him had been hired expressly for the purpose of protecting Field from David Terry. In , a decade before the Barbary Coast had taken its name, the south slope of Telegraph Hill was home to what may have been the nastiest, most vice-ridden neighborhood in United States history: Sydney Town. Founded by the Sydney Ducks, a gang of British prison escapees who made their way here from the penal colonies in Australia, Sydney Town was a lawless zone catering to low-level gamblers, con men, whores and opium addicts. Filthy, malodorous and perpetually drunk, Dirty Tom or The Geek, as some knew him had a singular talent: for just a nickel, he would eat anything you put in front of him. When you look up the word Omnivore , there truly ought to be a picture of Tom Mc Alear. This article is one in a series exploring the fascinating people and places that make up the rich history of North Beach and the Barbary Coast. Visit us again soon, and to see more examples of good content, visit joecontent. In June of , San Francisco was a play between acts. The Summer of Love had yet to descend upon our fair city; Kerouac, Ginsberg and the beats had already departed. Something was in the air, an unease deepened by the impending arrival of the Republican National Convention at Cow Palace in July. Before , there had been only one Republican convention on the West Coast, and some took this as a sign that the party was gaining power here. Her parents divorced when Carol was three, and details of her early life are scarce, but she grew up in Vallejo, supporting herself from the age of 14 as a secretary and cocktail waitress. She absolutely loved it. The lovely Carol Doda in an undated photo. The act was an astonishing success, and within months every club on Broadway was topless. From there, the trend quickly spread across the country. From the Condor Club on the corner of Broadway and Columbus, Carol Doda had fired the opening salvo of the sexual revolution. Carol was a very smart young woman, and she knew a good thing when she saw one. As the crowds grew, she quickly moved to capitalize on her success, becoming one of the first entertainers to have her breasts surgically enhanced. She took 44 separate shots of silicone, increasing her bust size from 34B to a bounteous 44D. On September 3, , she began performing bottomless, sparking another national trend. Carol continued to perform fully nude at the Condor until , when California passed a law prohibiting fully nude dancing in bars. In , Carol was called as a witness in another trial of two nude dancers arrested in Orangevale, California. S Chief Justice Earl Warren , it was a bizarre trial during which the judge moved court proceedings three times. First, to the scene of the alleged crime — the Pink Pussy Kat Bar — where defendant Marie Haines danced for him and the jury wearing nothing but a pair of golden slippers the jury was made up of 10 men and 2 women, in case you were wondering. Then he took the court to another bistro, where Carol performed her signature act for the same audience the district attorney opposed asking Carol to perform, but was overruled by a resolute Warren. The dancers were acquitted. At the height of her fame, Carol was internationally known. Carol had started working more on her singing at this point, and for several years in the eighties she fronted local band the Lucky Stiffs, playing clubs around the Bay Area. She retired from stripping in at the age of 48, and later opened her eponymous lingerie boutique on Union Street in the Marina District. Carol poses on Broadway in front of the Condor Club, Carol was a regular presence in North Beach, a walking piece of history, an attachment to our collective past as reassuring as the Moon overhead. If you were lucky enough to talk with Carol at the bar, you were in for a treat. She was quick-witted, kind, funny and sweet. Teague Kernan remembers her in much the same way. Co-proprietor of Belle Cora and owner of Tupelo just around the corner , Kernan is a North Beach night owl who over the years has haunted many of the same barrooms as Carol. Over the years he got to know her well, and considered her a friend. She was an icon, but I never saw her that way. When she passed away of kidney failure at 78 in November of last year, Teague and his team at Tupelo hosted a moving, bittersweet memorial. North Beach had lost its most famous daughter, and America a big piece of its history. This is the third in a series of articles examining the fascinating people and places that make up the rich history of North Beach and The Barbary Coast. That was a considerable sum in , so he was clearly a trusted employee, but Geddes must have been feeling lucky that day; he decided to stop and play a few hands of poker on the way downtown. In the time it takes a civilized man to have lunch, he managed to lose every dime of the deposit. Unable to face his employers and the authorities, Geddes left town, abandoning his wife and five children. Heading west, he reinvented himself as Talbot Green , landing in San Francisco after a rugged trek across the Sierras. Here in California he embarked on a second successful career, rising to become U. Talbot Green was highly regarded in San Francisco, so much so that he was on the verge of running for mayor when he was recognized at a charity ball by a young woman from his previous life. The ruse unravelled, and his past was exposed by a local muckraker. Though he maintained his innocence, Green was forced to leave town in disgrace, and eventually returned to his family in Pennsylvania. Consider Black Bart. One of the most celebrated bandits in California history, Charles Bowles was a prospector and bank teller who served as a Union sergeant in the Civil War. After a series of financial reversals including a run-in with Wells Fargo agents that evidently stuck in his craw , Bowles career took a sharp detour. But he eventually paid for his crimes: wounded in the hand during his final robbery, Bowles was later arrested and served seven years in San Quentin. Wells Fargo denied the charge. Surrounded by reporters as he exited prison, the bandit was asked if he was going to rob anymore stagecoaches. At the height of his success, he traveled in an elaborate black coach drawn by six white horses, and was one of the most ornately dressed men of his time this in midth century San Francisco. Grisly crimes compared by many to those of Jack the Ripper, the murders created a media sensation on the West Coast. In the course of the trial, local prostitutes began talking about a curious fetish that Durrant had enjoyed indulging in during his visits with them. According to the story, he would routinely show up with a brown bag containing a bird or other small animal. Apparently these rumors resonated with the members of the jury. Despite a vigorous defense, he was convicted after only five minutes of deliberation, and sentenced to die. On January 7, , Theodore Durrant was hanged. No accounting of San Francisco strangeness, however brief, would be complete without mention of Leonard Borchardt — or as he became known, Oofty Goofty. A strange little man who arrived in America from Germany as a stowaway in , Goofty was a sideshow performer with a unique set of talents. Shortly after his recovery, Goofy was kicked, then thrown violently out of a saloon. It brought on an epiphany; despite the obvious trauma to his body, the performer realized that he felt no physical pain. Oofty Goofty had discovered his true calling. Thereafter he toured the city, inviting people to hurt him in various ways in exchange for money. OG finally called an end to the act after heavyweight boxing champ John L. Sullivan broke a pool cue across his back, causing a spinal injury that made Goofty walk with a limp for the remainder of his life. Indefatigable, he was reportedly back in action only months later, performing as a moving target at an attraction that invited fairgoers to try to hit him with a baseball. Despite his best efforts, Oofty Goofty lived into his sixties. This is the second in a series of articles examining the fascinating people and places that make up the rich history of North Beach and The Barbary Coast. For more info on content like this, visit joecontent. By all accounts she had a happy, if unremarkable childhood. At 17, she fell in love with an older man and became pregnant with his child. He abandoned her upon hearing the news, and Belle fled to New Orleans in shame, determined to have the baby. Shortly after its birth the baby died, leaving Belle devastated and alone. It was during this time that she met and was taken in by a well-known New Orleans madam, who fed her, clothed her and eventually offered Belle work in her brothel or parlor house, in the parlance of the time. Aimless and without prospects, she accepted. Within a few months, she was earning more than any woman in New Orleans. Soon after starting work at the parlor house, Belle met Charles Cora: a well-known professional gambler and clotheshorse, Cora was immediately taken with Belle, and before long before the two were an item. By the time Charles and Belle arrived in California at the end of , the Gold Rush was in full swing. They began by touring the boom towns across gold country, and quickly built a fortune plying their respective trades. Pooling their funds, they opened their first venue, the New World gambling parlor, in Marysville in A grand saloon in which gamblers could choose from poker, roulette, faro or dice, the New World was a success, and they quickly opened another house in Sonora. Flush with the proceeds, in the two decided to move their business to San Francisco. On November 17, , they opened their third parlor house, on Washington Street in what is now Chinatown. Lavish and opulent, the Cora House had no rival anywhere on the West Coast, and was said to be as fine as any residence in San Francisco. She was also celebrated as the most well-dressed woman in San Francisco; with the dashing Charles at her side, Belle Cora was the picture of success. But there was change in the wind. During the height of the Gold Rush, gambling and prostitution were part and parcel of San Francisco business. A survey conducted at the time determined that there were brothels operating just within the eight square blocks bounded by Broadway, Clay, Kearney, and Stockton Streets. But by , gold fever had come and gone. There was a rising tide of moralism in the city, fed by the steady influx from the East Coast. At the beginning of the Rush, there were very few women in San Francisco; truth be told, most of them were prostitutes of one order or another. That was changing, however; the first laws against gambling and prostitution had been passed just the year before, and as people continued to flock to San Francisco, there was increasing pressure on city officials to clamp down on vice. Marshal William Richardson and his wife, they set off a chain of events that would change the city, and end with the death of both men. Alerted by her lack of male guests, Mrs. Richardson was outraged that a party thrown at a known house of gambling and prostitution would compete with her event. When the two couples later had the misfortune to be seated in the same balcony at the theater the most expensive seats in the house , the marshal tried, unsuccessfully, to have the Coras thrown out. Words were exchanged, and Richardson reportedly insulted Belle, igniting a bitter feud between the men. Accounts differ, but two days later, Richardson accosted Cora in front of the Blue Wing Saloon on Montgomery Street, just yards away from where the Transamerica Pyramid stands today. The two men walked toward the waterfront to the corner of Liedesdorff Street, and after a heated exchange Charles Cora shot the marshal in the head with a derringer, killing him. Cora was quickly arrested, and a defiant Belle promptly hired the most expensive attorney in San Francisco to defend him. After a contentious and highly publicized trial ended in a hung jury Belle allegedly tried to bribe more than one juror , public sentiment seemed to be favoring a lesser charge of manslaughter. Then the other shoe dropped. An ad hoc force of armed citizens formed independently of City Hall and the police in response to rampant crime and corruption, the Committee of Vigilance eventually claimed over 6, armed members. Like the first committee of its kind, formed in , it proclaimed a three month mandate to rout out crime and corruption in San Francisco, conducting its own trials, arrests and lawsuits. The men stood trial by committee; in fairness, they did receive a defense, and got the chance to speak for themselves. In the end, both were convicted and sentenced to hang. Meanwhile, the committee had summoned a militia of over 3, members to secure the execution site at Fort Gunnybags, their headquarters on Sacramento Street just off of Battery. A reported 8, spectators lined the streets for blocks in every direction. Casey pled his innocence in a long, anguished speech; Charles Cora remained silent throughout the proceedings. In a way, the execution of Charles Cora marked the true end of the Gold Rush. The days of wide-open, tolerated gambling and prostitution in San Francisco were coming to a close, and the forces of law and order had begun taming the Barbary Coast and the city at large. When she emerged, she had undergone a profound change. Belle Cora died in San Francisco on February 17, She was 30 years old. In , a series of articles on the Coras were published in the San Francisco Bulletin. Reunited, the star-crossed lovers remain there to this day, their graves marked with a shared headstone. This is the first in a series of articles examining the fascinating people and places that make up the rich history of North Beach and The Barbary Coast. Joe Content delivers web content services for small businesses, including articles like this one. We also handle web development and web site rewrites, and write copy of all kinds. Visit us at joecontent. Belle Cora celebrated its opening in July in the historic North Beach neighborhood of San Francisco, at the base of Telegraph hill and under the gaze of Coit Tower. The kitchen serves seasonal small-plate fare perfect for sharing- whether it's our juicy heirloom tomato burrata or our delicious Belle Burger with homemade house aioli! The inside is rich and warm with deep red walls, a cushioned banquet, and brass fixtures that make the Redwood bar-top gleam. Outside, our parklet provides ample seating and heated spaces for those brisk San Francisco nights! Surrounded by a private beer garden, star-jasmine trees and wilting willows, we're a beautiful spot for any date or family gathering! Belle Cora hosts live music frequently! Our bands typically start at 6PM and end at 9PM. We have music for everyone, so stop in after work, on a date, alone or with friends! Tables are first-come first-serve, but we're happy to reserve the banquet area for parties of 10 or more! Check us out on Peerspace for more info! Draft Beer. Bottled Beers. Blog: Kindred Spirits. The Story of Belle Cora. About Us. Host your private event at Belle Cora! The Martini - The Occidental Hotel, Montgomery Street The Martini: a simple cocktail of gin and dry vermouth, garnished with an olive or a twist of lemon. San Francisco's Occidental Hotel. The Jukebox - Le Palais Royal, Sutter Street There is nothing quite so American as a jukebox, but most of us never stop to think where they originated. Plunging into at Belle Cora. Vagabonds, Lunatics and Scoundrels in San Francisco History, Part 3 If there is one neighborhood that has set the tone for San Francisco and cemented its reputation for rebelliousness, it had to be the Barbary Coast. The only surviving image of Tessie Wall. Owsley Stanley Now we jump forward to the Summer of Love, a period not so much chronicled as mythologized by writers and the press in the decades since. View fullsize. The High Altar, Erected In The Piscina. The Sydney Ducks: California's First Street Gang Our charming northeastern quadrant of San Francisco has borne more than one name since the first European settlers decided to build on these strange and beautiful hills. Anton LaVey with a friend. The irascible David Terry. Belle Cora is a cozy neighborhood restaurant and bar offering beer, wine, and small plates. Eater SF.
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