Mole Negro And Textil Arco Iris

I realized I signed up to take a cooking class on mole negro for when? Oh that's right, for today! I hauled ass to the shower and made it to the meeting point at what I thought was 1:30. Sorry Moi, no daylight savings in Mexico. I love that it took me 3 days to figure that out. I had an hour and half to kill so I took it to the cafe and read my book over a caprese salad and a mineral water.

The class was great. So great that I signed up for the tortilla/salsa class on Friday.

















Buen provecho!



Afterwards, I stopped by the Textile Museum. I went to an opening on Saturday night but only got to see one gallery.

Glasswork inspired by the traditional and super colorful dresses of Tehuantepec.







These are embroidered capes worn by Huichol men. The embroidery is insanely intricate and really beautiful.











More cool stuff...





The walls of the patio...



Dolls.





I finished the day with a beer and Jonas on the zocalo. The sun was going down as I walked the 10 blocks home. For a time the heavens failed to decide, but settled on a gun metal nebula before a golden sky. Lightening blinked, thunder scattered and rain drops fell.