Then I went to this really cool new place whose name alludes me... something with a "P" that's a cafe and a booth store. The booths are rented to artisans, crafters, artists, consigners and collectors who sell their wares, creating a really cool atmosphere. It's really cool. (I don't remember the name of it, but it's on Main Street across from Denny's Plaza and has a green marble front.)
Then I headed over to the Chapman Cultural Center. My sister Alison works there so I knew they were having a big free day, where admission was waived. I checked out the art gallery first. There was a room right when you came in, the Artist's Guild, where one artist was having a show of landscapes, impressionistic woods. That was pleasant.
Then I went into the main gallery where there were two shows. One was a juried art show, and the other a collection of still lifes. I was moved by many of the pieces in the juried show. They were amazing and I was inspired. I wish I photos, but of course I don't...
Then I went up to the regional history museum. I'd been before, so I merely perused the permanent collection. But I deliberately went through the rotating exhibit, which right now is random artifacts. Then I left through the back which let me see a textile art exhibit including beautiful quilts of local landmarks.
But before I got very far it was time to go. Alison was going up Charlotte to see friends, so she dropped me off at Barnes and Noble. I did a quick lap, then had settled into the cafe for just a few minutes when my mom showed up to pick me up.
It was crowded, which was unusual. I saw a basket of these dance stick things, which made me remember this festival. Many years ago in college I went with my Nepalese friends to a Hindu festival where we danced with sticks like those. It was sometime in the fall I think, so my guess was maybe it was coming up and the crowds were shopping for the festival.
My mom bought some ginger root, a bag of rice flour, and some rose water, then grew fed up with my indecisiveness left the store to wait in the car. I dithered a while longer before buying the one ready meal and a snack called kachori.
Then we went to Ingle's, a supermarket a little ways down the road. I went to get some ketchup and on the way back to Mom I spotted an Indian section. They had a different, but similar brand of meals. The price wasn't marked, or as it turned out, in the computer so they made up a price... which I accepted. It wasn't quite as inexpensive as the Indian market, but I was still pleased.
Then we went home, had dinner and went to bed... whew! But a good day!
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ReplyDeleteSounds like a lovely day! :)
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