Huntington Beach couple's hunger highlights the economic low - Los Angeles Times
Back in my old stomping grounds the other night in Huntington Beach, I ordered dinner at a restaurant, a ritual repeated thousands of times over the years. I eat out almost every night, seeing it as little more than a refueling stop on the way home to nights of relative ease in a mostly comfortable life. A little TV, a snack or two, a book at bedtime and a pretty good night's sleep.Except that this night at the restaurant will stick with me for a while.
This was the night that whatever is going on in the country these days came out of the shadows and sat on a bench, right under a light.
I'd ordered a plate of fettuccine that came with a thick sauce and chunks of salmon. It was too generous a portion, and I did something I almost never do -- asked for a take-home box.
The God's truth is that I was thinking I'd take it a few blocks down Beach Boulevard to a large parking lot where I'd seen homeless people gathered in groups of six to 10. In the past, they'd