Last week we discussed Santa Fe Sadness... Well, today it only gets better!
Santa Fe is a city loved not only by tourists, but by itself.
The homes are lovely, the Plaza is lovely, the people are friendly (even to each other), and everything is designed to make you want to come back again.
It's the kind of city that chooses a theme for the season, in this case it's a Russian Summer!
Yep, galleries are showing Russian artists, the Museum of Fine Arts is debuting the "Last Tsars: Nicholas & Alexandra" exhibit through September 5th, 2004. Dad & Peggy said it was a fantastic show if you like crazy Russkies!
And restaurants are developing Russian-inspired cocktails. Cool, refreshing, delicious, Glasnost!
Gramma Peggy and Grampa Bob were visiting for the first time to this beautiful 7,000ft-above-sea-level city. In the initial few hours they were unsure of the place, but by the time they left they wanted to stay.
We were able to visit completely new restaurants, galleries, and museums along with the old haunts like the downtown Plaza. Best yet, each new culinary adventure was a delight, and each new museum was pretty darn fun, I have to say.
We drove a couple miles to Museum Hill where we visited the kid-friendly and adult-enjoyable Museum of International Folk Art, one of the truly odd collections of the world. Don't let the website scare you, it's put together magnificently and is really quite fun, even a bit tongue-in-cheek.
La Fonda hotel has a wonderful restaurant in an open-air feeling room where they come to your table to prepare fresh guacamole per your specifications.
Tableside service with a Santa Fe smile. Mmmm.... enjoyed by all!
And, finally, we returned to the overpriced Crêperie along La Plaza for a late breakfast. Decent, but we make better French food, if not pastries (those were good). The cappuccino was delivered plainly, but turned out to be dee-lish, with an appropriate hint of cinnamon to spice it just so. Since then Kathy's asked me to reproduce the quality at home, which I was able to do with a dash of cinnamon and my Nespresso Wonder Machine.
Per usual, we stayed at the Dancing Ground of the Sun a modest but enjoyable small hotel (with waffles for breakfast and friendly staff all day) on the edge of the Plaza district, within walking distance of Canyon Road, the Plaza, and all parts inbetween.
For late June, the weather was absolutely moderate, not too hot, not too cold, just right.
And "just right" is what you'll say when you visit this desert oasis.
Posted by BilFish at July 7, 2004 07:27 AM