Mayas Jewelry and Shop

This week I stopped by a Latina Trunk Show that was hosted by the Mexican Town Welcome Center and Mercado. It was a lovely event.  Complete with beverages, appetizers and desserts.  (The coffee was excellent, and I’m a coffee snob!)  I met Monica Cervantes.  She runs a fabulous jewelry shop in the Mercado (see photo, left).  That’s Monica in the black blouse and white trousers, helping a customer.

Also of note was the Felicidades Gift shop.  Where Sonia, the owner, carries these candles that she makes (see photos, below).  As the story goes, she had a dream one night about these candles, and then began making them the very next day.  I know, they look like food.  They’re candles though (and the scents are delectable). 

Tonight my friend Tom and I had dinner in Ferndale.  After which I wanted a coffee and maye even dessert.  We took a stroll down 9 Mile when I spoted the art work of Carl Oxley inside a little bakery/cafe.  Lo and behold, it was a opening, of a show of Carl’s work.

Carl Oxley & Taurus Burns

Yes, I went to a baseball game. It was only my 3rd Tiger’s baseball game, ever.  Well, really only my 2nd.  Becauase the first one I ever went to (I was abou 10) was rained out.  So we went to the stadium, and sat there for awhile.  And then they called off the game, before it ever got started.  And we all went home.   The next time I went to a game was about 20 years later.  And the Tiger’s had started playing at Comerica Park.  I was with friends who drink a lot of beer, so I passed the time by drinking.

But this time, the 3rd time, I was with friends who don’t drink.  So I tried to sit still in my seat, and tried to pay attention to the game.  It was tough though, and I found myself daydreaming.  My friend, Calvin tried to explain the game to me.  I tried to pay attention and I tried to muster up every bit of interest that I possibly could.

Do you remember how you felt when you heard about the flesh eating disease for the first time?  Like, “Ew, no way.  That happens to people?  That could happen to me?”

That’s how I felt last night.  My friend Jennifer called me up from San Fran and in the midst of our conversation about the link to the Paris Hilton crotch shots that she’d emailed me and a documentary about two-headed twins, she casually mentioned that she’s lost her desire for coffee.  Even in the morning, she just hasn’t been into it.

 What?!  That happens to people, just out of the blue?  Could that happen to me?

Jennifer is a girl who’s always been able to appreciate a great cup of coffee.  She taught me the beauty of the atop-the-cup single serving cone filter brewing method (she even travels with her own, so as to always be preparred).  I like my coffee strong, but Jennifer will use the amount of grounds from which I feel comfortable brewing two cups for just one single cup, and not a drop more.

For this to happen to Jennifer really scares me.  I hope it doesn’t happen to me.

My creativity is on vacation.  So I’m resorting to posting links to other people’s posts.

Check out this dude, Chris, who writes from the East Villiage.  Here’s a great post of his:

Questions I Want to Ask Potential New Roommates Based On Experiences with the Roomate He Will Be Replacing 

Okay, so you know how the moment you sink a can opener blade into a can of tuna a cat’s ears will perk up, they’ll drop whatever they were doing, and come running as fast as they can?

This is my version of the cat-and-tuna-can phenomenon.  When I hear the tap running in the kitchen for more than 20 seconds I know exactly what it means.  It means MG is thawing meat for dinner.

This morning I was in the living room when I realized the tap was running.  Suddenly I was filled with glee and I came running to the kitchen to see.   I found this in the sink (see photo) and found MG surfing up pheasant recipes.  And I knew exactly what this all meant!  Pheasant for dinner along with tonight’s Project Runway finale viewing.

Jones and I are in D.C.  I found this onion in my salad last night while we were having dinner.  It’s in the shape of my first initial.  I took it as an auspicious sign.

One night last week I was in my bedroom with the door closed.  When suddenly this (pictured above) slid in from under my door.  Perplexed, I picked it up to investigate.

It’s a gummy T-bone steak.  That’s right, a big gummy candy in the shape of a T-bone steak and even packaged like a piece of meat.

Michael had brought it home for me.  He knows that I like food that’s in the shape or form of something other than itself.

I am now the owner of this dress. 

It was created by Michael as part of last week’s Project Runway episode.  Yep, I just spent an arm and a leg on a dress that I’ll probably have to starve myself for 2 months to wear.

I’m hoping that maybe I can make up some of the cost of the dress with all the money I’ll save on food.  Oh and it’s a reversible dress, so it’s kind of like 2 dresses in one… right?

 I’m trying to justify this crazy purchase any way I can.  How am I doing so far?

More photos will be uploaded soon.  Right now I’m still recovering.