Hard Rock Bill

Post Pewabic Pottery event we ventured to grab a little bit more to eat in downtown Detroit, a small bowl of soup was not going to take the kids very far.  We had decided to head to the original LAfayette Coney Island, but got side tracked when we saw the Hard Rock Cafe.  I had not even realized there was one in Detroit.

The Hard Rock Cafe is located in the CompuWare building, right in the very center of town between Woodward and Farmer.  The atrium in the CompuWare building is exceptionally nice.

So we had lunch at the Hard Rock.  I cannot say that the food was bad, it was fine.  The space itself is pretty small compared to other Hard Rock’s that I have been to.  But it is Detroit and I think the size is appropriate for the current economic climate.  They had the usual displays of guitars, records, clothing and other paraphernalia.  Many of which we had to explain to the older kids who they were!  The service was great.  But the cost was way too high.  We spent $100, including tip, for food I could get cheaper elsewhere.  In comparison, I had a pulled pork sandwich with fries and it was $11.95.  Close to where I currently live is the Woodshop Union, 2011 Restaurant of the year.  I had their pulled pork samwich with onion rings for $8.95 and was sure that I had died and gone to heaven.    I am sure that the Hard Rock caters to the business crowd, for the most part, but I will most likely avoid going there for monetary reasons.

Rowen’s look says it all.

We decided to slip out the back entrance of the CompuWare building. Do you remember last post, when I told you about Pewabics wall tiles?  Well, here they are!  Not my favorite display, but I can at least show you an example.

I also took a couple of photos of the buildings that surrounded us.  Truly quite amazing!

Happy Leap Day!

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Empty Bowls, Detroit, 2012

Saturday took us on an adventure to Detroit with the whole family.  I had read about Pewabic Pottery hosting an “Empty Bowl’s”  event for Gleaner Food Bank. (http://www.gcfb.org)  I am a sucker for art and fundraising, so I convinced everyone we had to go!  If you are unfamiliar with Pewabic Pottery, it is one of the oldest existing working ceramic houses in Detroit- see here:

The pottery is well known internationally and is another one of Detroit’s secrets.  It is located at East Jefferson and Cadillac, right across from Waterworks Park.  There was quite a line up and we had to have a special number and wait to be called in order to select our special bowls.  So we waited in the showroom.  Here is a sample of some of the items they have available for purchase.

 

The variety is endless, from decorative to functional.  The handcrafted tiles used for walls and fireplaces are beautiful, but it was too crowded to get decent photos in that room.

 

Once our number was called, we ventured upstairs to see what was left.  The bowls up for grabs were in 4 different categories, $20, $15, $10 and $5.  The bowls created by local kids were the $5 and area artists had the higher price tags.  Even though we arrived fairly early, only $5 bowls were left, but I thought they had greater value than those made by the artists.  There is something pure and simple and un-tainted about children’s art.  Its just honest.

This became the bowl I selected.

 

In the upstairs of Pewabic they have gallery space and in one of the galleries they had some quirky pieces that I thought were just sweet.

So, we head back downstairs for our soup.  You see they fed you afterwards!  Soup, 5 varieties, were there to feed you!  Many volunteers from all over the area gave of their time and their talents in order to bring food to those who could not get it themselves.  That stuff is humbling.

 

Black Bean and Pasta Aioli.

There was no seating, as to get people moving along, there were so many.  We found a little nook in a corner amongst the multitudes of buckets of glazes, which proved photogenic on its own.

 

And from the inside looking out.

A home for crafty birds?

I recognize that the meaning may have been lost on the younger children, but it wasn’t lost on me.  I know its really a pacifistic participatory level, but it was participatory.  And if this is one step for myself and my children in becoming purposeful and compassionate then it is just that, one more step.

A Whole Foods Experience.

Sunday I had the pleasure of having time to grocery shop at a leisurely pace.  I really hate grocery shopping on Sundays because of all the people doing the same exact thing, but I decided that since I had time, I could relax a bit and take my time.  I began my adventure at Aldi.  I know what your thinking-Aldi?  Is that not for poor people?  And I say, a.) poor people need to eat, too.  b.) Aldi  is also owned by Trader Joe’s  *gasp* c.)  Aldi’s is all over Germany, as it is owned by a German and they are all over the world.  You even have to use a euro to get a cart, just like a quarter here.  So Aldi, is very cultured and finally d.) Aldi is where I get my honeyed goat cheese.  You do remember this post, right? https://kmpinkel.wordpress.com/wp-admin/post.php?post=1505&action=edit

Well, anyway, I decided to travel to Whole Foods to see if it really was more expensive than buying organic elsewhere, and its right next to Trader Joe’s and we were all out of wine.  Let me just tell you this, and maybe I am the only one who was blind to this, but I thought Whole Foods only sold organic food!  I was walking around-and if anyone knows the wonderful scent they use at the entryway, please tell me.  It’s not the flowers, as the one I was in did not have the flowers right at the front.  Anyway, I was walking around and saw the orange juice I buy at Meijer at Whole Foods.  Only at Whole Foods it was $1.50 more.  The prices of the organics was more expensive, well actually everything was more expensive.  Some things were not so high, as compared to Meijer, but others were off the charts.  One thing it certainly has, and why its such a success is its ambiance.  I like being in there, its cozy, its rich in colors, it smells good!  You can get all sorts of natural supplements and essential oils that you cannot get at Meijer or Kroger.  And you cannot get this:

 

There were plenty of choices of these great little solid perfumes, with divine scents.  I had it narrowed down to three, but French Lilac lost out to these ones.  Why not splurge for all three?  they were $8.99 a piece-I already splurged!

 

Next I ran to Trader Joe’s for my case of 2 buck Chuck.  It happens to be Chuck’s 10th anniversary.  Happy Anniversary!  I also discovered that their organic prices are much more comparative to Meijer’s and in some cases, cheaper.  But for a family of 6, I could not conceivably buy all my groceries from there.  Half the store is booze.  I think it’s geared for the kidless, or the one’s whose kids have driven them to drink.  Oops!  That might be me, I did grab a CASE OF WINE!!!!

Next I screwed my head back on straight and went to Meijer and finished it all out.  My only observation at Meijer was, once again, most of the organics have sold out.  I had to go back last night to get the rest of my veggies.  I think Meijer is missing the boat on this one, as well as Kroger’s.  If you beef up your organic sections, keep your prices lower than Whole Foods, you will gain a whole new market.  But that’s just my opinion.

I Heart Shoes?

Week 7 of the photo challenge was “Heart”.  I could not come up with anything that did not seem trite or contrived.  I prefer to let the images create themselves.  And of course this one did.  Although you saw it mid week last week, it fit the theme and was taken within the allotted time frame.  That makes me a winner!

 

Where am I?

In an effort to familiarize myself with my new home area, I took a drive out in the middle of nowhere.  Where I came upon this campground type of park, with a lake and a very large clubhouse or something of the sort.  The odd thing was that it was so far out in the middle of nowhere.  But it looks like it could be a great place to go to in the summer.  I better look this one up.

What do you think?

 

Hemmingway, Where Art Thou?

As you may know, you may have read about it here: https://kmpinkel.wordpress.com/2011/10/06/thursday-reveal-2/. I have a bit of a problem finding shoes; to fit, like, don’t cost an arm and a leg.  Normally, I hate going into a store like DSW.  You walk in and there are just rows upon rows of shoes.  Never organized by size.  If you do not have an average shoe size, you might as well just sit down and cry before you even start to look.  My years of shopping have taught me something.  Clearance is your best friend, particularly in a shoe store.  Everything is placed according to size.  Its like heaven.  Rarely do I find great things, but one fine day, early February when the temperature was tricking us all to think it was April, I headed to DSW to take a quick look.  That spring air makes me want to shop.  And Lord knows my closet is pathetic.  Every single individual in my household owns more clothes than I do.  And most of mine have the word “sweat” involved in it.  This is not me.  Its not the girl I once was, nor that I want to be.  So, when I found these particular shoes I felt like fashion fairies had just been let loose from a long imprisonment and were there specifically over me, as an act of repentance for neglecting me for so long.  They are forgiven.

If you know me personally, you know I have a thing for France and many things french.  I am not sure if these derived from French roots, but when I was in the south of France I swore I would have a pair.  They are like exotic toe shoes, made for me to dance the cobblestone streets of Antibes.  Oh Hemmingway, where are you when I need you?

And what was the icing on the cake?  They were 80% off.  I paid $10 bucks for these lovely shoes.  If you see an odd woman dancing down the sidewalk in espardilles, I’d wager its me.