Powell shared her husband’s interest in natural foods. While at business school, she had worked
part time at Odwalla, the juice company, where she helped develop the first marketing plan. After
marrying Jobs, she felt that it was important to have a career, having learned from her childhood
the need to be self-sufficient. So she started her own company, Terravera, that made ready-to-eat
organic meals and delivered them to stores throughout northern California.
Instead of living in the isolated and rather spooky unfurnished Woodside mansion, the couple
moved into a charming and unpretentious house on a corner in a family-friendly neighborhood in
old Palo Alto. It was a privileged realm—neighbors would eventually include the visionary
venture capitalist John Doerr, Google’s founder Larry Page, and Facebook’s founder Mark
Zuckerberg, along with Andy Hertzfeld and Joanna Hoffman—but the homes were not
ostentatious, and there were no high hedges or long drives shielding them from view. Instead,
houses were nestled on lots next to each other along flat, quiet streets flanked by wide sidewalks.
“We wanted to live in a neighborhood where kids could walk to see friends,” Jobs later said.
The house was not the minimalist and modernist style Jobs would have designed if he had built
a home from scratch. Nor was it a large or distinctive mansion that would make people stop and
take notice as they drove down his street in Palo Alto. It was built in the 1930s by a local designer
named Carr Jones, who specialized in carefully crafted homes in the “storybook style” of English
or French country cottages.
The two-story house was made of red brick, with exposed wood beams and a shingle roof with
curved lines; it evoked a rambling Cotswold cottage, or perhaps a home where a well-to-do Hobbit
might have lived. The one Californian touch was a mission-style courtyard framed by the wings of
the house. The two-story vaulted-ceiling living room was informal, with a floor of tile and terra-
cotta. At one end was a large triangular window leading up to the peak of the ceiling; it had
stained glass when Jobs bought it, as if it were a chapel, but he replaced it with clear glass. The
other renovation he and Powell made was to expand the kitchen to include a wood-burning pizza
oven and room for a long wooden table that would become the family’s primary gathering place.
It was supposed to be a four-month renovation, but it took sixteen months because Jobs kept
redoing the design. They also bought the small house behind them and razed it to make a
backyard, which Powell turned into a beautiful natural garden filled with a profusion of seasonal
flowers along with vegetables and herbs.
Jobs became fascinated by the way Carr Jones relied on old material, including used bricks and
wood from telephone poles, to provide a simple and sturdy structure. The beams in the kitchen had
been used to make the molds for the concrete foundations of the Golden Gate
Bridge, which was under construction when the house was built. “He was a careful craftsman
who was self-taught,” Jobs said as he pointed out each of the details. “He cared more about being
inventive than about making money, and he never got rich. He never left California. His ideas
came from reading books in the library and
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