Hippie deluxe

“W,” as liberal partisans well know, stands for Wild Oats, and no doubt we’ll be hearing a lot about the wayward seed sown by young George W. Bush in the days to come, assuming that he is indeed declared the 43rd president of the United States, if he hasn’t been already. These are confusing times, and they call for drastic measures—a complete overhaul of your dietary regime, for starters. Fortunately, you’ll find everything you need to get started at Wild Oats, not so conveniently located (unless you live in Carmichael) at the corner of Arden Way and Fair Oaks Blvd. Once you belly up to the deli and quell the negative energy built up from years of consuming corporate soft drinks with a tall, thick glass of wheat grass and spirulina, you’ll know it was worth the trip. Positive vibes continue with dishes that are guaranteed to be pesticide- and Frankenfood-free: vegan tamales, sweet and sour tempeh, oriental green beans, etc., etc. And if the new New World Order really has you bummed out, wash it all down with a 22-oz. Hebrew, “the chosen beer.” It won’t make George W. go away, but at least it will remind you that Joe Lieberman is still a senator.