November 12, 2016 A Day in Santa Fe

November 12, 2016 A Day in Santa Fe. Lunch – The Shed

We wanted to get out of town and decided to go to Santa Fe.

We left at 9:00 and went by the bank and then drove to Santa Fe.

We first went to Stephen’s Consignment, where Suzette found a wicker desk for her assisted living facility.

We then went to Congere Consignment where Suzette found three pie racks.

Then we drove to Owings Gallery, where've like to park downtown Santa Fe, especially when we go to the Shed.

We walked through the gallery and noticed three prints of fruit leaning against the wall behind the front counter. When we looked at them we noticed the signature Marsden Hartley and a date of 1923.  There were two small Hartley Paintings in the gallery for $125,000 each and a large painting of a




vase of flowers for $250,000.  We asked Nat the price of the Hartley prints because they had not been priced yet.  Nat said, “The fair market asking price is $4,500.00 each.”  I asked Nat, “Will you take $3.000.00.”  Nat said, “Yes.”  A 1 minute negotiation.

Nat was under the weather but Robert, who has worked at the Gallery ever since I have visited it for at least thirty years.  He is very pleasant.  Suzette and I looked at the three prints.  Suzette and Robert agreed on the print of an apple, a pear, and pomegranate, but I was not sure.

We said we wanted to eat lunch.  Robert said, “go to lunch. These will be here when you return.”

So we walked the long block through Sena Plaza to the Shed.  We arrived a little after 12:30 and had a 40 minute wait.  Suzette had a phone call so we decided to have a margarita.  I ordered two Silver Spur Margaritas made with Cointreau.  The day was sunny and warm, so we waited outside at a table on the patio until we were called.  I ordered my favorite dish, blue corn enchiladas with beef double posole and red chili.  Suzette ordered chicken enchiladas with red and green chili and sour cream.  I ordered a Negra Modelo and Suzette ordered another margarita.  We were enjoying celebrating getting out of town.

The red chili was really picante and we had to order another ramekin of sour cream.  We could not eat all of our dishes so we boxed the rest of our lunch and walked back to Owings Gallery.  We looked and discussed the Hartley prints with Robert some more and decided to buy the print Robert and Suzette liked the best, which I also liked.   We are thrilled to have a real Hartley work, even though it is only a print.

We then drove up to Canyon Road and parked across the street from Ernesto Mayans Gallery.  After we visited Ernesto and looked at the gallery we walked across the street to visit Agnes Sims compound where we talked to the old gentleman who had bought part of the compound from Agnes Sims who explained which portions of which buildings had been built by Sims in clouding the building that is now Chiascuro Gallery that he sold to Ms. Lapides.

We then walked up Canyon Rd. To see Olive Rush’s house but stopped to say hello to Chef Campbell
Caruso, who was standing on the street outside Gallery 901.  He told us that was catering the opening beginning at 3:00.  We saw the menu which included slices of Serrano ham, Manchego cheese, and pear on toast; pieces of tortilla Espanol with a poblano Romesco Sauce; lamb meatballs, and chocolate truffles, so decided to return for the opening after 3:00.

We then walked up the street to the Unitarian Church, which was built by Olive Rush and devised to the Unitarians.  We walked behind the church/house to the large garden.  This is one of the lovely garden in Santa Fe. The tenants invited us inside to see their apartment which was part of the original house, off an enclosed porch, but the main house was locked.  After visiting the Unitarian church we walked back to 901 and looked at the art that was Spanish and American contemporary impressionist art that Suzette characterized as “Office art”. We drank Perrier water and enjoyed the tapas. I especially liked the Spanish omelet topped with the poblano romesco Sauce.

After we ate tapas,  thanked Chef Caruso, and drove back to Albuquerque.

We were not hungry until around 8:00 when Suzette heated the PPI beef fried rice and I heated the PPI Mapo Dofu.  Then Suzette served the last slices of Italian Cloud Cake on a puddle of pomegranate flavored crime anglais.

Bon Appetit