Jan 21, 2014

One of the advantages of working for the government is that you get MLK day off, so instead of eating a small bowl of granola for breakfast, mom made us waffles. It was actually a productive morning: I went out with mom and Larry to drop off another load at Goodwill, then on to Scottsdale Fashion Square.

What a place filled with contrasting memories! Wandering through as a bored high-schooler with family, gleefully matching through in my dusty construction clothes straight from a construction site in undergrad, shopping with Saori and for Saori, and finally, being the strange unemployed guy at the end of his twenties- somebody asked me today if I worked at the mall- wandering amidst the lululemoms and mall-walkers. If it weren't all so boring, it would almost be nostalgic. Now it's just an irritating place.

After the mall, we drove to north central phoenix to pay a visit to mom's boss's house to pick up some moving boxes and give her boss a chance to show off the new place. Neighborhood looked a bit like a Tatooine village with round beige stucco and deep recessed does and windows. The house was filled with light and the smell of cats.

Stopped by Havana Cafe for lunch at the original location. Got some category-killer pumpkin soup spiced with haberero: one bite and I wanted to cancel my order and get a bowl. For lunch I got a big combo plate with fried plantations, fried yucca, cristos y moros, Cuban tamale, and a simple Cuban slaw. It was all great, and since it was Monday, the excellent mojitos were $3 a glass.

Came back to the house to get it ready for another showing and I took some more photos of stuff to sell on EBay. We'll see how how it goes, no bids on anything yet.

Went for a long walk with mom and Larry while the house was being shown. Really nice late afternoon weather, although the trail we were on was basically a hiker interstate.

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