Having spent seven months in Kansas and Oklahoma inn keeping, cooking and writing I knew in my heart that it was time to come back to Los Angeles, if for no other reason, to celebrate my birthday with friends and family. And then in an unusual twist of life, even by my standard, an old [...]
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THE YEAR GONE BY
I had gone back to my hometown to work hard and try to find myself again, which turned out to be more of a beginning than end. On a whim I opened a place for people to eat, and realized that it was I, I still needed to meet. “Look how happy you make people,” [...]
THE GREAT DEPRESSION OF 2012
I woke up that morning, a few months ago, I’m not sure what the day or date was then—the importance of days or dates are no longer. I don’t know why it came as such a surprise to so many people, in reality the European Union had failed when it bailed out its first member, [...]
IRON GATE AND THE OPERA STARS
The reasons I put my life on hold in Los Angeles and moved to Winfield Kansas are many, but the one of which I write about now, is perhaps the most interesting, at least to myself. What would the world be like if society dedicated itself not to the purely personal accumulation of wealth, but [...]
IRON GATE ALL HALLOWS EVE
As I sat and pondered All Hallows Eve, a dark cloud descended on my soul, mournful sorrow its only goal. And then the ghost of my porch stood silently and stared, urging me to ponder further if I dared. So I searched the deepest reaches of my mind, waiting for this skeleton jackal to opine. [...]
RICHARDSON AUDITORIUM BETTER THAN EVER
I’m pleased to say that the Richardson Auditorium / Richardson Performing Arts Center, Southwestern College and the town of Winfield, Kansas have decided to NOT participate in the decline of America. Saturday night, the great auditorium, which resides in the great building on the hill, overlooking the entire Walnut Valley, reopened. Having undergone an almost [...]
LIFE THE POEM
Life began simple enough, a family, friends and just enough stuff. We’d spend summers at the beach, swim in the ocean, and building a sandcastle was a powerful notion. I usually walked on the beach as the sunset in the sky, the wind of change bringing a tear to my eye. At night I would [...]
EASTSIDE CHIPPERY THE FINAL CHAPTER
As I sit in one of my favorite coffee houses, somewhere in a small town in Kansas, my mind drifts to the last year in which I performed my services as Chef Stan, The Iron Chef, of Montebello’s Eastside Chippery. Of all the roles I have played, master criminal, art dealer, visual artist, night club [...]
THE STATE OF THE UNION
Friends, After writing eight books, ten movies, two Vegas shows, a dinner show, a television series, four hundred blogs and one famous poem over a ten-year period, I concluded it might be time to pause—drive around the country, do some cooking (I’ve been cooking and doing dishes at a restaurant in Montebello known as the [...]









