A view from under the pew: beware of the bee trap

By Gary Mitchell: CNJ religion columnist beware of the bee trap

License reinstated for buffet

CNJ Staff The New Mexico Environment Department’s Environmental Health Division reinstated the food establishment permit for Fuzhou Buffet in Clovis after determining management corrected all high-risk violations of state food service regulations, according to a news release. Restaurant managers moved the restaurant’s grease trap outdoors, which eliminated the potential contamination of the food supply, the […]

Inspectors shut down local restaurant

By Marlena Hartz: CNJ staff writer The New Mexico Environment Department shut down a Clovis restaurant, Fuzhou Buffet, following an inspection Monday that revealed multiple food safety violations, according to NMED officials. Four violations that posed threats to human health and safety were found in the inspection: Raw chicken was left unrefrigerated overnight; sliced potatoes […]

For some, April Fools’ Day lasts all year

By Steve Chapman: Syndicated columnist April 1, wrote Mark Twain, “is the day upon which we are reminded of what we are on the other 364.” But cheer up. No matter how foolish you may sometimes feel, you can always take comfort in knowing that over the past year, there were other people who were […]

Horror created by mice

By Bob Huber: CNJ columnist Throughout my longtime marriage to Marilyn, she often asked, “Why do these things happen to us? Why? Why?” I always replied with a shrug, because I didn’t know. (Secretly I thought our adventures probably happened to everyone, but they just didn’t talk about them. I wanted to mutter, “We’re just […]

amos learns god s ways

Gary Mitchell: CNJ columnist Editor’s note: Amos is a church mouse, who types by hopping on the computer keyboard, but he can’t operate the capital shift keys, and he shuns punctuation marks – except hyphens and dashes. amos learns god s ways boss being a christian mouse in a world of heathen alley cats ain […]

End of summer brings back memories

By Bob Huber When I was a kid, the end of July was a time of the jitters. Summer was waning, and already I could hear the forlorn tolling of school bells. I mentioned that fact to my friend Smooth Heine one morning as we smoked grape leaves in snakeweed pipes behind his father’s barn. […]