The HB and I have been having a great time while my wife is away (she's back today). We tried to go on an adventure yesterday to the Mexican Cultural Institute to see an exhibit of Joe Bravo's work. What makes it special? He paints on huge tortillas. Now that's art a kid can relate to. So, I picked him up from gym camp and we thrash through LA rush hour traffic (at 3pm...ugh). We get to the museum only to find that the person who runs it decided to closeup shop early. Fuck. The exhibit is going on for a few more weeks, so we'll still have a chance to check it out.
The museum in on Olvera St., which the HB hadn't been to before. We cruised around, poking our heads in the outdoor market stands (I was hoping someone would be selling tamales, but several of the stands were also closed). We did go into a sweet shop so that the HB could get a candy skull, so it's not like the trip was a total bust.
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