Ted Hullinger

May 13, 1965 - November 8, 2020
Ted Hullinger

On Sunday, November 8, Ted Hullinger died suddenly and unexpectedly of a previously unknown heart condition while at home in Rutherford. 

Ted was born in Vallejo, California in 1965 to Arvin and Annette Hullinger. The Hullinger family moved to St. Helena to join Ted’s maternal grandparents Martel and Maurine Cooper, where Martel taught high school. Ted told many fond stories of family life and growing up in St. Helena in the 1970’s. He considered St. Helena and the Napa Valley to be his home thereafter. After graduating from high school, Ted attended BYU and graduated with a bachelor’s degree.

Ted Hullinger was a man of many fine attributes, talents and interests. His life cannot be described by words or lists, but a few themes stand out.

Ted was, above all else, a friend to all. His friends are at once his legacy and defining feature. To know Ted was to love him and to love to be around him. Once you were Ted’s friend, and that wasn’t difficult, you were in! A huge grin and a bear hug sealed the deal, and you had a friend for life.

Ted had a wide circle of friends and family in the Napa Valley, and as an avid world explorer, his adventures yielded friends across the county and the world. But despite the large friend network Ted had, these were not superficial relationships—Ted nurtured his friendships. Ted loved to “check in,” via text, email, or phone. He wanted to make sure that “all is well, what’s up, hope to see you soon.” Ted was happy, and indeed eager to aid his friends and family in need. There was no refrigerator too heavy, no drive too long, no anxiety too severe—Ted would be right there, helping his friend with the crisis du jour. Ted was a man you could always count on, and we all did. But best of all, Ted would just drop by— bring something handcrafted, caught, or foraged, and then chat for a while. He always left you feeling better than you did before he came. He was comfortable to be around, and comfortable with himself.

Ted’s generosity and kindness were both well-known and secret. There is the time Ted, driving, spotted a stranger on the side of the road, dejected and forlorn. Ted pulled over, inquired into the cause of the obvious dejection, discovered a man abandoned by his friends. This man was taken in, fed by Ted the chef, housed in Ted’s home, and introduced to the attractions of our beautiful valley. The man, inspired by the buoyant spirit of this joyful giant, is now a famous chef in Europe, a life change he credits entirely to Ted. While this story is known, because the beneficiary wanted it so, there are many instances of generosity and charity which are known only to Ted and the people he helped.

Ted had an adventurous spirit and an immense love of the outdoors. At various times in his life he could be found mountain biking, hiking, backpacking, fly fishing, mountain climbing, scuba diving, free diving for abalone, spearfishing, wakeboarding, snowboarding, skiing, and hunting. It is difficult to say which of his activities were his favorites, but some stand out.

Burning Man was a special event for Ted, and for nearly two decades he journeyed to Black Rock City in the Nevada desert to participate. Burning Man’s core principles of community, gifting, self-expression, voluntarism, and radical inclusion closely aligned with Ted’s beliefs and epitomized his activities on the playa and in how he lived his life. Every year he volunteered to be one of the lead chefs preparing meals for the team of people responsible for organizing, implementing, and managing the event. Ted was famous for the dozens of beautiful handmade tie-dye shirts he made and gave out each year. Perhaps most importantly, Ted found solace in the desert; it was a spiritual place and time for him. Backpacking was another love. Summer found him on vigorous multi-day trips in some of the most challenging and remote wilderness areas in the western United States. His back-country knowledge and patient teaching skills inspired and touched many St. Helena Troop 1 Boy Scouts on their annual 50 mile trips. His immense strength and generous spirit ensured that he was always the one who helped most, and came away with new friends for life.

Though he loved the desert and mountains, the sea was even more special to Ted. He learned to love the sea from his father, and oceanic adventures were a Hullinger family staple. A powerful swimmer, Ted would brave the chill and swell of the Northern California ocean in all seasons. His diving prowess was legendary. His huge lung capacity allowed him to stay submerged longer than seemed possible, enabling him to gather the largest and most beautiful abalone. While his appearance suggested that his spirit animal was a bear, his adaptation to the sea indicates a sea lion as a close relative. We all can remember Ted showing up at our homes, happy, smiling proudly, sharing his beautiful, delectable catch of the day.

Ted was multi-talented, having had a career in finance as a young man, but ultimately finding his passion in the kitchen. Whether he was cooking a feast for friends and family, or working in a professional kitchen, Ted gave his all, and loved every minute of the process, the people, and the food. He became an accomplished chef, and was proud of the skills he acquired and the joy he brought to others through food. He was famously indefatigable, even in a profession requiring endurance, and it was often his strength and will that made a success out of culinary events large and small. Ted loved nothing more than cooking over a wood fire grill whether it be the perfect ribeye, a whole branzino, or paella for fifty.

Twenty years ago, Ted met Brenda Bosetti, the love of his life. Brenda and Ted were passionate about each other and life, and together they made a home that became the most important place in the world for both of them. They were inseparable, and they became a St. Helena institution. Their shared life included a love of gardening, travel, their spoiled pets, and their professional lives as chefs. Ted and Brenda were instantly recognizable in the company of their big, beautiful Bernese Mountain Dogs, and later their Miniature Schnauzers. Days off found them on trips to the coast, often at Bodega and other north coast coves and beaches. Ted was submerged, bagging abalone or spear fishing, Brenda dry and warm by the beach fire. But Ted and Brenda‘s true center was their home in Rutherford, with their close friends and family nearby and their work together in St. Helena. Ted found peace and purpose, and felt happy with who he was and what he gave to the world. Ted still loved to travel, but in the end, he had found his paradise, with his beloved, and there was no place he would rather be. He was content.

In recent years, Ted was overjoyed that he and Brenda were able to see Ted’s family on trips to Park city. Playing cards with his mother on these trips was one of Ted’s most cherished activities.

Ted was predeceased by his father, Arvin Hullinger, his grandparents Martel and Maurine Cooper, James and Lora Hullinger, and his cousins, Katie Cooper and Doug Cooper. He is survived by Brenda Bosetti, his mother, Annette Cooper Hullinger, and siblings Mark (Charlene), Dan (Ellen), Kari Ambrose (Tim), Suzanne Ely, Jane Johnson (Durk), Mindi Call (Mike), Julie Duffin (Rob), and John (Kristen) and numerous aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces and nephews.

Close to Ted’s heart, he is also survived by his extended family of the Bosetti, Davies, Navone, and Ghiringhelli families, along with many friends that shared love and way too much food at Sunday night dinners and holidays.

We will remember Ted as remarkable for his generosity, kindness, unshakable optimism, and good humor. He was a man equally adept at helping out in times of trouble and celebrating in times of triumph. The world was a brighter, friendlier, more joyous place with Ted Hullinger in it. He lives on in the hearts and minds of his friends and family, the warmth of his embrace and smile will linger all the days of our lives.

Visitation will be held on Saturday, November 14, from 10 am to 12 noon at the St.Helena Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. There will be no memorial service at this time due to Covid-19.

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32 entries.
Jennifer Contreras wrote on November 14, 2020 at 5:29 pm:
Dearest, dearest, dearest Ted. Even MY refrigerator was never too heavy for you. You moved that damn thing for Tom and me when the moving truck failed to materialize and your truck became the moving van; and an hour or two turned into the whole bloody day. You turned a hard day into an adventure and those dents in my fridge into badges of honor that never fail to make me laugh when I see them. You turned working in the kitchen with you into a grand good time. Like a god rising from the depths you brought us the bounty of the sea that you loved so much...except already filleted and cleaned! Even Poseidon wouldn't do that. And always, in your presence, so much laughter. You gave us...you.

Little Asshole says he is sorry he tried to bite you that one time. Tom and I are so very heartbroken that we will not get to see you one last time.

I'm naming the bloody fridge "Ted" in your honor. It seems fitting now that I think about it. He's a big white guy, just like you; and always in the kitchen and filled with good food, much like a a repository for Life and all its Good Things. He's taken quite a few beatings and shows the scars, and keeps on going.

Tom and I really thought you would, too.

Remember how we always joked that we were going to Hell and whoever got there first would save a seat on Satan's lap for the other? Well if you're down there it suddenly got a whole lot more fun and it's going to be a blast, so you better be holding that spot for me. Give 'em hell, Ted, give 'em hell; wherever you are.
Ann Ernish-Backen and family wrote on November 14, 2020 at 4:14 pm:
Hi Ted,
I am thinking of you this beautiful morning. In my warm kitchen, a candle lit for you around your photo. The light is pouring in. I am leaning into it looking for some sign that you are here or will come bursting through the door. Your hands full of wood, or maybe abalone just brought back from the coast and thoughtfully prepared to share with us.
We knew each other for 15 years. you had that way of making everyone feel like they were in some way your best friend. You mentored, nourished and inspired my children and me.
You saved me at Burning Man when I was lost in a truck with 2 strangers trying to find my camp. I had them drive up and down each street and when I saw you i just about jumped out of the window, as I knew I had found "Safety".
I think that word is how so many of us felt around you. SAFE and LOVED .
You teased me about being such a health enthusiast. Each year bringing supplies to juice or add some nutrient dense ingredient to our meals. Then just a few short years ago asked "Hey Ann what did you bring this year"? I want to try it 🙂 Im ready for that healthy stuff.
I dated your good friend which gave me more gifts of time with you. You welcomed my husband right away. Showing up on Christmas day with a lattice pie and a mini schnauzer tucked in your coat. It was the hardest Christmas ever for me 5 years ago and somehow you knew that and just showed up.
You gave our son a knife bag when he was starting his first job at a Michelin star restaurant in SF and you continued your conversations with him over all these years. I drive past your home every day, sometimes 2-3 times. It has changed the drive for me now. I remember how easy it was for you to tell people how much you cared for them even if they could not express it back. Your "Check Ins" with us were a life line. Now we will look for them in each sunrise and sunset, in each fish we catch and fire we light. I am still working on my TED impression and I almost have it. "Hey Ann, howsssss it goinggggg"?
Your memories are a blessing. Thank you from the top, bottom and both sides of our hearts. WE LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!
Vilma wrote on November 14, 2020 at 3:13 pm:
I knew Ted for about 15 years, and he was a kind person. When I first started working for Brenda and her family one of the first things Ted jokingly told me was that he would never get mad at me unless I did something to his puppies of course. I made great memories with his beautiful family.
Joan H wrote on November 14, 2020 at 2:04 pm:
Today is a sad sadder and saddest day,
“The Viewing”...I’m here drinking coffee in a guest house of friend this morning, looking at photos over and over of Ted, with friends and family and especially Nick and Haley. When the call came from Brenda last weekend, all the energy left my body and the shock and heart break of the news “moved in”. I’ve been through a lot of loss in last 4 years, death of brother, mother, divorce, and death of father sept 26th. Those deaths were expected from incurable illness’ .TED WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO DIE! God had other plans, and I know, because it’s Ted, that good will come out of this loss for all, and God knows we need it especially now!
I’m glad to be here in the valley today to pay respects to Ted. And I look forward to chuckling, like we did, every time I go in the Tahoe kitchen remembering the note that you stuck on the swinging door...”stay the f—ck out of my kitchen!!!” . Love you, thank you , miss you, forever friend,
Joan
Carolyn wrote on November 14, 2020 at 8:05 am:
I love you my sacred sweat brother, and will miss your hugs, and the knowledge of nature you experienced and shared with me.
How privileged am I? Thank you.
The oceans will be better off now with you looking over the kelp forests and abalone from above. Keep shining on us, dear one.
Blessed be , o mataquiasae.
We were all at a loss how to honor Ted, a man who always gave more than he took. After numerous requests how to help from near and far…

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We Love you Ted!!