My dear friends came back from a couple weeks in Mexico. Denise brought me artwork. A painting of women at the Guelagueta festival. A card with Frida Kahlo's painting La Novia Que Se Espanta De Ver La Vida Abierta, 1943.
"That's you," she smiled.
"Thank you mujer," I hugged her. Until she explained what the title means. I pretend to pout, "That deserves one of those okay-so-maybe-what-you're-saying-has-some-truth boos."
The translation: The woman, the bride, who is afraid when she sees life wide open.
and alcohol...
Then Dabu presented us with our double shot bottles of tequila. "It's mezcal," she corrected.
To whatever adventures the summer brings! We toast.
Real Mexican tequila - er mezcal - has a roasted flavor that reminds me of chipotle. It has been a hot minute since I really drank tequila. [Tangent: one tequila, two tequila, 15 tequila, wall]
07.17.03