Is this the sweetest thing or What?! Lona ordered up the flags of Armenia and Georgia and those handsome napkins and treated me and Windy to a Bon Voyage lunch. I’m still smiling! And I know I know, I look like I just rolled out of bed. It seems to be ‘my look’ these days
The three-legged cat watching over the bags and jackets.
There’s a kitchen full of Fiestaware and an awesome curated selection of the most colorful decor.
A hammered tin mirror from Guanajuato, and stained glass in the front window made by Sandy herself. There were many other handsome stained glass pieces around, and a stained glass studio in the back.
Like the stained glass pieces where I’m not showing them all, here are just a few of the many delightful tableau to enjoy.
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I took a little walk around the ‘hood – nice, and colorful too!
I’ve passed this place one million times since it is .6 miles from my house so I decided today would be the day, and I walked over there. It opens at 5, I got there around 5:30, and it was already hoppin’. There’s a pizza place next door you can order from and they also cook up all the pub food you’d expect. As it gets later the crowd gets louder but at 5:30 I was very pleased with the vibe, everyone seemed happy to be there. And at 5:30 the music wasn’t too loud!
There’s seating inside too, some interesting wall decor, and banks of beer on tap.
Cousins Sharon and Nancy, and I too, enjoyed a tasty lunch at Sharon’s. Her back garden looks so lovely. I’m not at all sorry for all the rain! And since my front porch Budai (“The Laughing Buddha”) broke I’ve been in need of another one. Maybe I’ll get one like hers since I can’t find the exact Budai that will fit in the spot.
Marsha and I took a nice stroll along the banks of the LA River near Atwater Village. It’s a nice section with the river bed broken up for the plants to grow back, sheltering birds and wildlife of various sorts. There are sections of the river even more grown in, and sections that are still a concrete channel.
Thanks to Maxine who always prepares us an entire Saint Patrick’s Day feast even if it takes 3 weeks to find a Monday when everyone will be available. And the decorations, well, Maxine is the queen of decorations!
And this is Shirley, Maxine’s daughter who always lends a hand and who took our picture.
Ingalill and I took a long-awaited visit to The Broad Museum downtown, neither of us having been there since before pandemic times. There were a few of my favorites missing, a few cool new things, a room full of Basquiat, and lucky dog us, it was the last day for a huge exhibit of LA artists, all the work belonging to Broad’s permanent collection. The title of the show “Desire, Knowledge, and Hope (with Smog)” refers to Baldessari’s piece shown below: Buildings=Guns=People: Desire, Knowledge, and Hope (with Smog) (1985). I’m not sure about choosing the apple here, maybe referring to the tree of the knowledge of good and evil?
We got there just a little after opening and although all the tickets for the Infinity Room were gone when we made our reservations, the line was short and the attendant let us go in anyway, always a treat. It’s been on exhibit for more than 6 years and still every ticket is taken weeks in advance. (Yayoi Kusama’s Infinity Mirrored Room—The Souls of Millions of Light Years Away (2013).)
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We Cannot Resist the Shinny Things
An oldie but goodie, touching nothing.
Here’s the entrance to the LA show and a few other pictures too.
Time to go get some lunch but first Lill, patiently waiting for the moment..
At Le Petite Paris, and it was ooo la la delightful.
No, not made by a kindergartener, made by me, photo and reference image by Rome. Rome and I were fooling around after lunch et voilá. Then we decided to pick a recipe for dinner, go to some stores, and we made these vegan potato tarts. It was fun, and tasty too.
Representative of my walks in an effort to build stamina, only four weeks left before bon voyage, and my days, walking goal wise, were like this: yes-no-yes-no-yes. Not enough yes, too much no… The picture is from sitting on a bench at Palisades Park catching my breath.