I love to write ‘it’s Friday” but there was a day when it didn’t really matter what day of the week it was. In San Felipe there’s always something to do during the season, as they say. They, being me and others of course. I stopped stressing about too many events on the same weekend, because it didn’t doing any good. There are only so many weekends and March is the worst. When you want to attend more than one or even two, it’s sometimes impossible. Las Amigas has a great calendar you can advertise in and the spaces are big enough to write in other events. All of the Las Amigas events are scheduled for the entire year and it’s usually out by October, if memory serves me right. This is the second year I’ve bought space in the calendar and the second year in a row I got the month of March. March is usually the busiest and the weather is normally pretty nice, if it doesn’t rain. San Felipe hasn’t had a really good rain for a few years and we’ve had some doozies. Roads closed; water absolutely everywhere and always a little lake in front of my house. We in the hood liked to refer to it as the community swimming hole as the kids would always be playing in it. They finally put a drain in and we only have very small puddles. It looks like someone was lucky enough to find a shaded place to sell their “sandias” or watermelons from the Chico Valley. It’s summer in San Felipe and ya gotta make a buck. Photo by Luis Almodovar.
Coming up Saturday, September 20 is the Music Festival and Bring Your Cooler party beginning at 6:00 p.m. until the cows or pangas go out. It’s a beach party I believe, but they forgot to put the location on the poster. Sergio! Oh well, I’ve done the same thing, but the cooler kind of gives it away that it’s not in a restaurant. They will probably have food for sale, but again, it doesn’t say that but it does say to bring your coolers, probably chairs or blankets, but they will probably have those comfortable Tecate chairs. As we get closer to the event, I’ll post more details. You can click the image to see a larger view.
Happy Birthday to Venecia and Lizeth, my god daughters, who just celebrated their 21st birthdays. I met them when they were five so I’m pretty sure it’s 21 not 22 but anyway, te querro mucho! The kids are back to school, so avoid certain parts of town at noon or 1:00 if there are schools nearby. Ensenada Street is pretty congested with parents dropping off their kids and kindergarteners who go in the morning one or two blocks away. All of the school kids look so cute in their different uniforms. Photo by Luis Almodovar.
Los Arcos has a new Tortilleria and it looks like he’s got a new machine. The Tortilla factory down by my house make corn tortillas daily and I did go and watch them once. I think they thought I was weird because I couldn’t speak Spanish that well (except for the bad words my comadre taught me) but I took some photos and their on Classic Kat’s Korner about 100 years ago. Did you also know (other than I’m sure I’ve written about him) we used to have a man in the neighborhood who made cement tiles. He didn’t fire them, he dipped them in cold water and you could pick what kind of design you wanted. I did it in stages inside my house, so one side looks new than the other. The tile outside has held it’s color and I love it. He closed down because he couldn’t compete with the big boys. Photo by Luis Almodovar.
Can you imagine making your own corn tortillas every other day? Grind the corn to make the flour and mold the tortillas in your hands if you don’t have a press. A lot of work. Of course, now you can buy the flour in the markets and it’s called Masa Harina. I’ve watched my comadre and her sister make flour tortillas like a tortilla factory and with butter on a warm tortilla – it’s delightful. When you go into the markets around San Felipe, normally by the cash register, you’ll always see tortillas hand made by local women. I think I used to pay five pesos for a dozen. There is (or was) a bakery across the street from Politec (wow, I can’t remember if that’s the right name) which is north on Mar Caribé it’s on the right before the first stop sign. The young man that ran that has one of the oldest hand made bread ovens I’ve ever seen and it’s huge and working. At least it was working and he used wood for the fire under the oven. The good old days! Photo by Luis Almodovar.
This is a photo of the thrift store and food bank which looks a little deserted. I’m sure they are on summer hours, as are many businesses in and around San Felipe. I believe drop off stations are at Playa de Oro out north and Amor Properties in town, near the old Net building. I kind of miss the Net; sitting out on the patio getting the latest scoop from whomever stopped by. It was kind of funny when some of the customers would come out and say “I’m sorry to bother you” and I would laugh. I would usually tell them to holler if they needed help if I was outside “networking” especially with the folks from the south beaches who you would only see once a week. Photo by Luis Almodovar.
I’m sure everyone knows about the group of men who are out with sonar equipment looking for the Erik. I was told today they haven’t found anything yet but they have extended their stay until the 28th I believe. The group, founded by the son of one of the missing men, came down with certified divers and sonar equipment. I sure hope they find the boat but some are saying that although the commercial netter brought up a panga (small fishing boat) from the Erik, with the extreme tides and very strong currents, it could have carried the boat a pretty substantial distance. At any rate, they could use donations to help fund the search, as there is no agency helping with expenses. Here’s a link to their site and hope for the best. I feel so bad for the families. It looks like DIF got new digs in Los Arcos, which makes sense because anyone who needs them (for help) must walk down town and back. In case you didn’t know it, DIF is also where you can have your funeral. They have a very nice viewing room with chairs, but most of my friends had the casket brought to their house. Now that was strange the first time I saw it; after the mass DIF brings the casket and everyone sits all night or until the funeral, which is usually within a couple of days. They still have grave diggers and after they dig the whole, they put the casket in and put a piece of plywood the same size as the whole on top. Then they put gravel and cover it up with the sand/dirt they originally dug. Sometimes they do this if the wife is going to join or husband, but of course, the whole is bigger. Dang, how did I get on this morbid subject. Dr. Abasolo is the coroner as well as our local family doctor. Tonight, Agave Blues is at the Jollymon and Mac and Nan have moved to the Jollymon on Saturday nights. I’m not sure where Agave Jazz went, if they did in fact go.
Thank you everyone for the great comments about Kat’s Korner’s contributors MrRagtime and BajaBelle’s Diaries. I enjoy reading their columns myself. The last time there was an earthquake in Virginia was about 100 years ago and the last time a hurricane hit New York was about 100 years ago. I talked to a friend in Reston and his building shook like crazy. It was only a 5.8! Have a great Friday and TGIT!