Monthly Archives: July 2008

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Pilsen Murals Walking Tour

Sean is one of my friends from Business School and we get together several times a year, usually around one of our favorite themes, which is food. He’s a foodie, which makes going to ethnic restaurants with him enjoyable and fun. We planned to go to Pilsen and combine a walking tour with dining. On Wednesday we decided to do our city tour east of Ashland. For some sights of Pilsen west of Ashland check out an older post from May of 2008.


Our first stop was to go to Taqueria Cardonas at 1451 W. 18th Street. I’ve heard that their carnitas are very good, and after we ate there, we definitely concur.


Thirsty, I ordered a chocolate milkshake, which was topped with cinnamon and rather tasty! What I liked about it is that it was milk and not a lot of ice cream, so it was absolutely perfecto!

Making up for a summer of rarely consuming meats, I ordered 3 carne tacos: carne asada, barbacoa and al pastor. All three were very good. I’ve had some pretty bad barbacoa so it was quite a treat to have a good barbacoa tacos. While my favorite north side taqueria for al pastor is Taqueria Asadero on Montrose, for the first time ever I have to say that I’ve had an al pastor that was just as good, if not better than my favorite joint. The meats were done to perfection and nothing was dry or overly greasy. It also came with a nice portion of lime pieces which was made the tacos even more perfect than they already were. Not seen here is the small salad I ordered, which wasn’t on the menu but they graciously made up for me. It was a nice combination of lettuce, tomato, cucumber, and generous slices of avocado!!

Sean had the beef skirt steak huarache which he said was also very good. Everything looks so fresh here, and it is.

On 18th street we saw this interesting 3 flat from across the street. It was actually pretty when you see it in person.

After our meal we began our walking tour. Living on the north side I rarely see sidewalks so poorly in need of repair as this one. Since I don’t have a car, my first thought was about how difficult it must be to drag a bubba cart filled with groceries or laundry down this thing called a sidewalk. It’s on 19th off of Ashland, for anyone who wants to go for a test roll.
Isn’t this an interesting brick wall?


And of course the omnipresent CPD cameras. I’m used to seeing them in Uptown on Wilson Avenue. In Pilsen they seem to have much more of them, and yet the area has always seemed much more stable than Uptown.

Our first wall mural sighting in the area where we were walking:
This one is all about food and is part of a church.
The difficult to read authorship is shown here:
And around the corner is this mural:
This we found on a side street. Sean liked the realistic faces imposed into the mural.


This front patio garden looked so tranquil it was hard not to notice it.
This was part of a series on Blue Island where a company sells kitchen and bath cabinets. Unfortunately there were cardboard signs that obscured much of the work on one side of the wall and you can see how it has not been maintained.


This mural was also on Blue Island but on the side of a residential building. At the base of the mural it says, “Aqui estamos y aqui nos quedamos” (Here we are and here we stay).
Created by:
On the other side of the same yard is this mural:
This mural was “in process” over at Blue Island and Cullerton. [Note: To see it near completion, check out Pilsen Walk 2009 - Murals and the Street]

Further north at 16th street, alongside the Metra tracks were these murals:
This next piece was painted on the side of a residence on 16th. Underneath a tagger it says, “Our Voice will Never Be Silenced.”

The next three photos are of the front of Casa Aztlan, a mural by Marcos Raya and others done in 1977. Adjacent to the building is a empty yard with an open gate, where I was taking photos of what was clearly visible from the street. An extraordinarily hostile, negative and disagreeable older woman came out and yelled at me, making it clear she didn’t want any photos taken. (Whenever I am inside a store or at an art event I always ask in advance, but because these were wall murals viewable to anyone walking by it is a different situation).
Ironically Casa Aztlan is a community organization that credits itself for being an arts mecca for the Pilsen community. One would think that they would not be so vitriolic towards anyone admiring their mural work.) Because of this, the only photos I am including are those of the front of the building at 1831 S. Racine. Sorry folks, but if you want to see the rest of them you’ll have to risk meeting the dragon woman on your own.


Back on 18th where, from across the street we saw this much needed joyful and fun mural of Betty Boop and company.
Here’s Betty:
Our favorite fish that’s not on sushi:
Some more fun here:
And none other than Ralph Lauren:
Also on 18th was a CD store with this great window display:

“Mi Novio” texted me because he was on his way home and he thought he’d stop by to say “hi” but we were on Allport at the time and he was on 18th, and for some reason we just couldn’t connect, so oh well. He had to hurry home and change and then go off to another job he has. Aren’t financial obligations grand? Meanwhile, Sean and I went to Kristoffer’s Bakery, decorated with children’s artwork….

and of course decorated with their yummy concoctions. We both opted for the chocoflan, which, if you aren’t familiar with it, when it is made the flan is put on top before being baked and when it comes out, the flan is on the bottom! It seems impossible, no? The bakery is at 1733 S. Halsted.
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Pilsen Arts Festival and a walk to Cafe Aorta

Sunday friend Peter and I went down to the Pilsen Arts Festival in Harrison Park, adjacent to the National Museum of Mexican Art. Participants included local artists and organizations, as well as others. One of the organizations represented was El Valor, founded in 1973 by the late Senora Guadalupe Reyes. El Valor had on display items that were made at their centers by persons with disabilities and other limitations. The center is located at 1850 W. 21st Street in the Pilsen neighborhood.

While walking and viewing the displays, certain pieces and/or artists resonated with me more than others, and these are the ones that are shown here. Thanks to bots that harvest emails, I won’t post anyone’s emails the artists have written that they would love some spam. If there is a website or other contact link it will be provided.

These beautiful pieces are by Rosa Escobedo, an art instructor. She can be reached at 773/799.1330, or on MySpace.com.

Artist Robert Valadez’s beautiful piece, Virgen de Guadalupe is shown here. You can see a slideshow of his work on Photobucket, where you can also select to view by grid, as well. You can reach him at 773/ 398-8515.

Guillermo Guzman created these secret storage book boxes of 100% recycled materials. They are attractively done and the framing can help keep your valuables from falling out the moment you open the cover. You can reach him at 773 / 875-7898.


This is one of the prints done by artist Salvador Jimenez. Check out his website for his interesting work done in other media.

The photographs by artist photographer Rosy Torres were stunning and captured the realities of life as art, and especially those moments of time that convey social events and experiences. You can reach Rosy at 773 / 240-5780.


I happened upon this free game and was invited to play. Of course my pointer thing didn’t end up on a winning spot, but I received a fold out fan as a secondary prize, which on this humid, sticky day actually came in quite handy! The guy manning this was a real sweetie. One little girl spun the wheel and it came just short of a winning spot, and he gently coaxed it along so she’d get a prize.
We decided to walk west towards Damen so that we could either catch the Damen bus north or the Pink Line, and I wanted to check out this cafe I had heard about. I’ve seen the outside mannequins many times, but for some reason this display really screamed, ‘take my picture!’

Walking westward toward Damen we passed the Orozco Community Academy on 18th Street. These photos are shot from across the street, so the detail is difficult to see but one can still ascertain the richness of each portrait.
Only having a general idea of where this cafe was we walked south on Damen past a house with many flowers, some of which were bursting with color in the hot summer sun.
These purple beauties caught our eye even from a distance:

Finally we found our destination, Cafe Aorta. Too tired for much else but a beverage, we both had a smoothie which was freshly made. It was delicious and I’ll be sure to stop by again next time I’m over by Damen and 21st. And props to the two Officers we saw there!
I loved their lovely and detailed tin ceiling, which was painted metallic, which brought out the beauty of it.

This piece was hanging high up and was too much fun to not take a photo of. Besides healthy and interesting food, Papi Perez’s cafe showcases local art as well.

Cafe Aorta is located (this is for you, Cindy!) 2002 W. 21st Street.
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DRLOVE 5

Tuesday Roseann drove me to do some shopping errands, so I could stock up on a few items, including that muy caro fish that mi novio and I so enjoy. However, before we did that we did an Ethel’s run (further spoiling you know who!!) and then we set out to go to lunch. After checking out Chicago menu pages, we both thought we’d like to try El Pacifico. The parking fairy was good to us, and we figured on a short walk down Belmont Ave. Well, here it is, or rather, here it was! We stopped a man to ask if he was familiar with the area (he answered in the affirmative) and then we asked him where El Pacifico is. He pointed to this, which indicated that they obviously weren’t serving lunch or anything else for that matter:
We decided to settle on another local place that neither of us had tried, El Tapitio. The outside sign is great, done in neon in the 1970′s kind of fashion.

I ordered the Mexican Breakfast which was okay, but nowhere as delicious as the one at Erick’s Tacos. It came with some very nuked tortillas. You can always tell when the tortillas are nuked and not heated or steamed because they get all sticky and gloppy.
My limonada looked great, as it was whipped, but they used a mix so the flavor wasn’t anything special. There are so many good Mexican and Latin restaurants that provide fresh juices, so something that tasted like a mix was a disappointment.
Personal Shopper Roseann fared much better with her Breakfast Burrito.
Before we went to Whole Foods, where I spurred on the economy with my fish and other groceries, we hit Jewel, where I scored big on organic strawberries on sale and a package of their huge long stemmed strawberries, the later which will go wonderfully with the Ethel’s chocolate dipping sauce, yum!!
When Roseann parked, we found ourselves next to DRLOVE 5. You have to love a person who would have a license plate with that name. I left him/her a $10 Starbucks gift card, which I have given out to people in service or someone who looks like they could use a break (vendors, homeless people). While Roseann went over to Office Max, I unloaded our groceries and opened the car doors to let the heat out (hey, it was hot out!). I was hoping I’d find out who DRLOVE 5 was, but it seems this person will remain a mystery.
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Lincoln Square Old Town Music Festival

Saturday I did something amazing, I took the afternoon off to enjoy myself! Friend Roseann schlepped over two chairs and we went to the Old Town Folk Roots Festival at Wells Park. I wanted to listen to the Latin Music and Roseann was up for the Welsh Male Chorus, both of which were booked within a close range of time.

While we were waiting, I saw this cute little girl with the three puffs of hair that bounced as she walked with her dad.

Grupo Miel performed at the Main Stage and the music was, like most Latin music, invigorating, up and lively and you just wanted to get up and dance!!

The next Main Stage event was the Burlington Welsh Male Chorus. I was looking forward to something like this for a nice change in tempo, unfortunately the Burlington Chorus did not appear alone. Roseann was really looking forward to hearing them since she’s into Welsh culture. What we then got was a nightmare. They appeared on stage with this other performer and their band. What followed was noise that was unbelievably loud, grating, dark and deadening. Occasionally we could hear a bit of the Chorus, but they were mostly drowned out by the other performers. My head was pounding. I commented to Roseann that they were giving me a headache, and she pointed out that she had already reached for an Excedrin. Hoping that the Darth Vadar of noise would soon shut up, we stayed for awhile. At some point neither of us could stand it any longer and we left. Of course as we were leaving, finally the Chorus was able to sing alone, but not for long. We fled back to the Nuestra Latin Musica tent.

Here is the Chorus, the only decent part about that show. Someone must have been possessed or had a bad hangover to book those two groups together, and really ruining what should have been a great Welsh singing event.

We did have a little respite and eye candy, however, as three CFD guys stopped by to check out the festival for a short while. I’ve obscured the truck number on the guy’s tee shirt.

At the Nuestra Musica Tent I met Jesus Negrete, a Latino Folk musician. Unlike many of the Latin music themes at the festival, Negrete’s focus is on Chicano music by Chicano artists with a more Latino North American history and focus.
Also at the Nuestra Musica tent was a leather artisan making a bag.
Latin wind instruments…
This was lovely music!
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Hazel: a boutique of fun, funk, art and more

After running errands I decided to go to Hazel, on Montrose near Damen, to pick up a Deana Rose necklace. I bought one in white before, and I have to say it was quite lovely, a combination of freshwater pearl like beads and Swarovski crystals. It’s my favorite necklace. I needed something with a slightly darker hue and remembered they had some bluish ones, so off to Hazel I went. For anyone who has never been to this store, located next to a Starbucks between the Brown Line Montrose stop and Damen, they have been delighting customers for years.

Many years ago MODA, the Museum of Decorative Art on Lincoln Avenue closed, leaving a sad gap in area of gift shops that sell unique items. For all you MODA mourners, there’s Hazel, which actually opened before MODA closed. Hazel is a card shop, and a boutique of fun, hipness and upbeat style. Earlier this year at their shop, I bought a friend a Deana Rose necklace AND the all important funny gift: a little monkey keychain whose blue flashlight eyes light up while making a funny sound.

If you like soaps, or need someone that does, check out their extensive liquid and bar soap collections. No nasty fake fragrances here!

And here are some of the Deana Rose pieces.
Hazel also has a flower shop with unique flowers.
If you need to pick up things for the kiddies, a gift or for your own, they also have dishes, toys and clothing items.
Isn’t this darling?!!
And soft toys for the children!
And funny looking ones, too!
Me? I’m a bag lady, and Hazel has bags of all kinds. Here are some of their local designer bags on the upper shelves. They have their lovelies interspersed throughout the shop.
On the side shelf are some interesting candles in glasses, which are so much prettier than what you normally seen sold as candles.
One the bottom shelves of this display are these fun little lunch bags!
Hazel also has a collection of cloth hand made purses and bags, including this one.
More gorgeous bags over here…
And for you wrapping paper afficionados, heaven!
Although it’s a little too hot to be interested in a shawl, the fabric and drape of this was too gorgeous not to take a picture of. And of course, here are more interesting jewelry pieces.
Looking for something to put on your walls?
Here’s a close up of Mr. Birdbrain.
And this gal is really having a bad hair day!
Need something to break the ice with?
And who says cutting coupons out has to be boring?
Hazel
1902 W. Montrose
Next to Starbucks
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Peter’s Birthday Crawl

My friend Peter celebrated his birthday on the 4th of July and today we decided to do another celebration. We started out at Erick’s Tacos (Peralvillo) at 1967 W. Lawrence, at Lawrence and Damen. I’ve taken out tacos here but had never done a sit down meal so I was looking forward to it.
Since we were planning a lot of walking around, I decided to not get any fresh juice. They have a juice bar which is a handy thing to know when it’s really hot out and you want a refreshing beverage.

The decor is nothing fancy, but the tables are spaced nicely so you aren’t on top of your neighbor, and your surroundings are open and airy. Soon after I took this photo the place began to fill up.
Peter ordered the Enchiladas suizas, and I ordered the Desayuno Mexicana (Mexican Breakfast). I’ve had other versions of this before, but I have to say this was the best one I’ve had! We were quite hungry and I didn’t remember to take a photo of the food until after the enchiladas were gone. Here’s part of what my eggs looked like. Breakfast comes with sauces (verde and salsa). I used the verde on the eggs, and yum!

After breakfast, I had to go to the Post Office to drop off a package. On the way we noticed this darling green swing and porch, part of a house nestled deeper toward Seeley with a large front yard on the Damen side.
We then proceeded to Lutz’s Cafe on Montrose, where we had “birthday cake.” Peter chose the butter cream and I chose the chocolate mousse.
One of the charms of Lutz’s is their Viennese Coffee, shown here. It is a decadent treat of cream and whipped cream. Our next stop was a visit to Maya Essence, the new Fair Trade shop on Lincoln Avenue just south of Montrose. Additional products that I haven’t blogged about include their Fair Trade coffees.
And some lovely, large baskets…
And this gorgeous artwork shown as a wall hanging:
Here’s a little detail …
Finally we ended our Birthday Crawl with a trip to Sulzer Regional Library, but not before a quick stop over to Julius Meinl where we split this Strawberry Mousse. It was light, fluffy and filled with strawberry mouse topped on a cookie crust.
Peter remains the same age he was on his last birthday. It must have been the enchiladas.
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My dad’s radio station and Daniel P Smith’s interview

Whenever I think of my dad and have a moment, I’ll turn my radio on to WGN. Amidst the hog and farm reports and pesticide commercials are the old voices my dad liked to listen to. I don’t mean that the moderators are fossils, but they are familiar voices that my dad enjoyed hearing and the ones that in part, I grew up hearing. For my dad, these included the distinctive voices of Orian Samuelson and Paul Harvey, as well as Frankie and Johnny, Dean Richards and Spike O’Dell.


Co-winky-dinky, as Kim Komando would say, I just received an email from Danny Smith. For any of you late 4th of July revelers, tonight when the clock stricks midnight and July 4th becomes July 5th, check out WGN’s Nick Diglio’s program on 720 AM. Danny will be talking about his book, “On the Job: Behind the Stars of the Chicago Police Department.” You can also listen online. I’ve read the book and commented on it.

Since this is the day we often reflect on independence, freedom, and all things that make us feel a part of being US Americans, we also often honor those who ensure that we can continue to feel relatively safe. The sense of being free and being safe are concepts, but they are also related to our physical experiences and environment. Those who serve, including our firemen and police, do their part to make this a reality for us on a daily basis.

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Officer Down Mourning Band

My friend, “mi novio” (not to be confused with Mr. Big from SATC), and I had lunch today. How serendipitous, because when I got up this morning, I was thinking of him and thought, ‘wouldn’t it be interesting if he came up here for lunch!” Well, there I was, walking to the Post Office when I saw a squad pull up in my peripheral vision. When I heard a loud “pop” after the car ran over a bottle, I turned around. When I looked at the car number it wasn’t his, so I kept on walking. I don’t do well when I’m really tired, and the night before I only slept for 4, preceded by several days of only getting 5-6 hours of sleep, so I was in quite a fog and wasn’t at my best!!

I was getting ready to text him (“Hey, there’s a guy from your district in my neighborhood”) when I got a text from him. I responded that I was running errands, where are you?? I receive the response, “Outside the PO watching you.” Normally I would have bagged the post office wait but I had to send via Certified Mail an Amended ILX for a deceased family member for whom I am the executor, so I had to stay. And of course, there were a LOT of people in front of me.

Having a distraction of texting does, however, make the time go by faster. Having a cop parked outside also provided interesting entertainment, as everyone ran out to put money in the meters so they’d be parked legally. I also heard a couple people verbalize their assumptions as to why a police car was parked there. I certainly wasn’t going to pipe up that this was my lunch date!

FINALLY I get through the line, get outside and we went to lunch. He pointed out this black band across his badge. Since I’ve known him, about 1.5 years, this was the first time there was a “Line of Duty” death so I had never seen one of these. They look like the one in this photo taken from the Officer Down Memorial Page.
I didn’t have my camera on me so I couldn’t take a picture of his badge, which is just as well since I’m not about to put his name and badge number up on the Internet. One of the really nice things that I’ve noticed is that in most working class neighborhoods, it is common for people to treat cops and servicemen to lunch. Sadly I have yet to witness this when we’ve been together. In fact, when we went to lunch the waiter gave me the bill (which mi novio picked up), since I make our fabulous dinners all the time, and Roseann knows just how expensive these dinners have been!

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Officer Down in the 19th District, repost

I live in the 19th District. A dear friend of mine is a veteran with over 20 years on the job with the Chicago Police Department. When I read that an officer was killed in the line of duty, it saddened my heart and reminded me of how dangerous a job being a cop can be. When I read that he was responding to a CTA disturbance call, my heart skipped a beat, as this was all too similar to something that my friend had dealt with last year, although without the tragic outcomes for either my friend of the person creating the disturbance.

According to the Chicago Tribune, “the 27-year veteran Chicago police officer was shot in the head and killed by a woman who grabbed his gun during a struggle outside a police headquarters on the North Side early Wednesday, authorities said.

Belmont District Officer Richard Francis, 60, was taken to Illinois Masonic Medical Center and pronounced dead just before 3 a.m., according to the Cook County medical examiner’s office. He was the first police officer fatally shot while in the line of duty since 2002. The unidentified woman was being treated at the same hospital.

Francis took out a beat car alone on Tuesday night and was patrolling when he saw a CTA bus driver flagging him near Belmont and Western, said Belmont District Cmdr. John Kenny. A woman was causing a disturbance, either on the bus or with other people waiting for the bus, he said, and after calling in the incident to his district, Francis stopped to help. In trying to remove the woman from the situation, she struggled with him and grabbed his gun, police said.”

Officer Francis worked the night shift. An officer with as many years seniority as he has can usually work choose any shift in a district like the 19th, so it is especially poignant that this man chose the night shift and unfortunately died while responding to a call.
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