#WeekendCoffeeShare The Heat Is On

May 20, 2017 — Arizona, Heard Museum, heat, Phoenix, tourism

vintage cookbook and tickets

If we were having coffee in Tucson today I would invite you to take a dip in the pool because it will reach 100 degrees this afternoon. I am drinking coffee in the early morning as we prepare to spend the day in Phoenix. I know it sounds counter intuitive to go down to the valley of the sun when the heat is cranking up. Here is my logic. This weekend will be a slow one at the Heard Museum, where there is a special exhibit of the paintings of Diego Rivera and Frida Kahlo. The universities have graduated the student population, and the snow birds have gone back to the north woods, so this is SLOW season in all of Arizona. It will reach 100 for the next 5 days in a row, which will just be a warm up (pun intended). We get good deals on hotels and other things in the summer. Natives handle the heat by going inside to air conditioned comfort in the middle of the day. Our reservation for the Rivera/Kahlo show is at 1 pm, which gives us time to see the rest of the museum.  We have not been there for many years.  The permanent collection has some amazing Native American art, including Barry Goldwater’s kachina collection.  I am a real museum nut, and Bob does not mind spending lots of time checking out every detail of an exhibit.  After you finish your coffee you can ride along in the red Mustang for the trip if you like. It should be a fun day.  I plan to have crepes for brunch up in Tempe.

If we were having coffee today I would tell you a funny story about clearing clutter, about which I write frequently, and actually accomplish with less alacrity.  I managed to take a large box of books to the used book store last week.  Although they only purchased one book, I left the entire box for non profit organizations that pick them up there.  I felt proud because I even managed to ditch some of my beloved, and never used, cookbooks. Yesterday in a Facebook group of people who used to live in the boonies in petroleum camps in Eastern Venezuela folks started saying they would pay to have a certain cookbook copied.  I happen to have a copy, much used, and very special to me.  The pride in ditching the old books has been replaced by pride in keeping the right one, San Tome Gourmet.  San Tome was the name of our petroleum camp in Estate Anzoategui.  It does contain some killer recipes.  I have preserved history and culinary authenticity in my cookbook hoarding practice, so it is now very cool.

vintage Venezuelan cookbook

vintage Venezuelan cookbook

vintage cookbook

Tell me how your week and your writing has been.  I have skipped too many days posting here this week, but did manage a couple of poems.  Maybe next week I will be more productive and creative.  I am calling on my summer muse to show up and inspire.  She always shows up sooner or later…she is a little late.  I hope your muses are serving you well and keeping your creative juicers flowing.  Thanks for visiting this week.  For those of you who want to keep up with bloggers around the world each weekend, check Nerd In The Brain for party invitations.  Read, comment, or write your own digital beverage post.  All are welcome.

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