Last week my friend Cheryl from NY took Janet and me to an opening at Creativity Explored. Feeling flush with car insurance money, having decided never to own a car again, I purchased this piece of art. Exquisite, is it not? I hate to divulge the cost. Well, OK, if you insist. It was $15.00. It came framed and ready to hang. I took it out of the frame to scan it, and couldn't get over the luscious, fat paper, the beautifully twisted red wire, the clean thick glass–not a smudge on either side.
P.S. After the opening we ate at Picaro, a Spanish tapas place, also in the Mission. I'm usually not crazy about small plates restaurants because I will order 30 plates, and leave starving and irritated, having paid an arm and a leg for each tiny bite on each tiny plate. This was a great exception to that rule. Huge small plates. Heavenly roasted potatoes with an incredible garlic sauce. Sangria loaded with apples, oranges, lemons and limes.
