Mama Travels: Segovia

February 3, 2016

A Spaniard once told me that Segovia is loosely translated as a “woman’s groing” or “the area between her legs.” Needless to say, I was excited to check out what this is all about. Segovia is a sexy city about 1.5 hours from Madrid. Upon entering the city, I immediately saw what he was talking about. As soon as you arrive, you are greeted by the legendary Puente de Piedra, a breath-taking arched bridge built in the 12th century. This arch was as smooth as a woman’s tan legs and the opening revealing this ancient city was as grand as a women’s world.

Oh man, this city is romantic. I walked the cobble stone streets enjoying every aspect of my walk. Even gaggle of Korean tourists didn’t kill the mood! Feeling exploratory, I walked to the top where the fairy tale basilica was perched on the top of the hill. And it just got better.  The sun was setting and everything turned a beautiful golden color.

But the grand finale of Segovia was eating Conchinillo.

Conchinillo is baby suckling pig (served whole!) and this town is famous for it. I entered the restaurant Jose Maria, a famous restaurant for this dish. The bar counter looked like science class. Pig parts were everywhere. It was packed with locals, which is always a great sign.  I ordered fried pork fat, washed down with local red wine, and sat down to order the baby suckling pig.

Serving the pig was a big show. The waiters brought out the roasted baby pig with its four legs split apart like some sort of porcine gymnast. To demonstrate how incredibly tender the meat was, they took a regular place and used it to carve the pig. No knife required! The meat was served with potatoes. Meanwhile, the meat was as tasty and tender as it looked. Once I avoided looking at the head, I enjoyed a truly great meal.

I always enjoy doing something that’s not related to just touring the town and, for this, I usually turn to the locals. Well, as it turns out, all the locals could talk about was how the national lottery in Spain had reached $2 million euros. Sure, it’s a far cry from the $1.6 billion Powerball but I immediately darted to the local store to purchase a ticket. I dreamt of winning 2 million euros and buying a small house around here and eating as much as suckling pig as I can.

I didn’t win…but a girl can dream.

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Mama Travels: Segovia

February 3, 2016

A Spaniard once told me that Segovia is loosely translated as a “woman’s groing” or “the area between her legs.” Needless to say, I was excited to check out what this is all about. Saragoza is a sexy city about 1.5 hours from Madrid. Upon entering the city, I immediately saw what he was talking about. As soon as you arrive, you are greeted by the legendary Puente de Piedra, a breath-taking arched bridge built in the 12th century. This arch was as smooth as a woman’s tan legs and the opening revealing this ancient city was as grand as a women’s world.

Oh man, this city is romantic. I walked the cobble stone streets enjoying every aspect of my walk. Even gaggle of Korean tourists didn’t kill the mood! Feeling exploratory, I walked to the top where the fairy tale basilica was perched on the top of the hill. And it just got better.  The sun was setting and everything turned a beautiful golden color.

But the grand finale of Saragoza was eating Conchinillo.

Conchinillo is baby suckling pig (served whole!) and this town is famous for it. I entered the restaurant famous for this dish. The bar counter looked like science class. Pig parts were everywhere. It was packed with locals, which is always a great sign.  I ordered fried pork fat, washed down with local red wine, and sat down to order the baby suckling pig.

Serving the pig was a big show. The waiters brought out the roasted baby pig with its four legs split apart like some sort of porcine gymnast. To demonstrate how incredibly tender the meat was, they took a regular place and used it to carve the pig. No knife required! The meat was served with potatoes. Meanwhile, the meat was as tasty and tender as it looked. Once I avoided looking at the head, I enjoyed a truly great meal.

I always enjoy doing something that’s not related to just touring the town and, for this, I usually turn to the locals. Well, as it turns out, all the locals could talk about was how the national lottery in Spain had reached $2 million. Sure, it’s a far cry from the $1.6 billion Powerball but I immediately darted to the local store to purchase a ticket. I dreamt of winning 2 million and buying a small house around here and eating as much as suckling pig as I can.

I didn’t win…but a girl can dream.

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Canadian Tuxedo

January 25, 2016

For as long as I can remember, wearing denim from head-to-toe was a dangerous game to play. But lately. I’ve been seeing amazing “Canadian Tuxedo” looks popping up left and right so I decided embrace this once “fashion faux-pas-gone-chic” and pulled together some looks that I adore.

I love the mix of tailored vs. tattered and dark shades vs. lighter ones. It’s important to break up the denim with accessories and heels to make it less masculine.

I love how Debbie Harry put together the denim jacket without t-shirt(or bra) look. And here is my denim wish list.

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Mama Travels to Santa Fe (Solo!) Day 3

January 21, 2016

Vintage shopping is a virtual bonanza in Santa Fe. The lovely vintage guru and fashionista Natalie Joos (Tales of Endearment) recommended that I visit famed store Double Take. And the place did not disappoint. There were literally rows and rows of cowboy boots, hats, and vintage belts. I was hyperventilating with the shopping excitement. Plus, the staff was incredibly nice. Aside from their amazing collection of Santa Fe/Western wear, they also have an amazing assortment of home goods. Unfortunately,I was traveling with only a small carry-on bag but still,I walked away with a vintage ring for my sister and four vintage belts. Not all for me!

After shopping, I had worked up a good appetite and dug my face into a Frito Pie. Ok, Frito Pie is a recession food. It’s served in the back of general store. Basically, they open up a bag of fritos, add chili and hand it to you with a spoon sticking out. You can add other toppings like jalapenos, pickles or raw onions. You mix it up and dig in. Genius!

In the afternoon, I headed out to see the hand-carved caves by the great American naturalist sculptor Ra Paulette. His caves used to be open to the public, but the government decided to fill the caves since he didn’t really own the mountain these caves were in. It must been heart breaking to see what you worked on for 3 years get filled with dirt. Since then, he has been working on privately-owned caves. It was remarkable to see his work and I wish his old ones were available for the public to see. I was told he is now 70 years old and working on what possibly will be his last work. I am constantly stalking internet like crazy to find the latest status.

I decided to treat myself to a fancy dinner at La Choza. After seeing blobs of enchiladas for the past two days, it was such a treat. Every dish was displayed beautifully and tasted amazing. My favorite was the squash tamale. They roast the squash then fill it in with chicken enchilada. Sort of like clam chowder that’s served inside of bread. You can eat the container as well. I maxed out my quota for Tex-Mex/Mexican food and longed for a bite of kimchi.

I felt like I really milked the past 3 days and covered a lot of ground in Santa Fe. I was proud of myself to have conquered the fear of traveling alone. I ate, saw, and did whatever my little heart desired and felt liberated. I still prefer traveling with someone because I love sharing experiences but I won’t let that limit me from traveling to places I want to explore. Overall, I give an A+ to my solo travel experience.

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Winter Haute

January 20, 2016

You put together the cutest outfit for the day, then you check the weather and it seems the temperature has dropped overnight. You have doubts, so you do an extensive check. “Extensive,” meaning, first step is to go on Weather on your iphone, second you wet your index finger/stick it out your window and 3rd you sample people on the street.

Alas, you conclude that it’s freaking cold outside. You panic, lose all motivation to look cute and now your outfit strategy is about survival. You wear uggs so your toes don’t fall off before you get into subway station, bubble jackets so snow doesn’t stick, wool hats and gloves, and off you go looking like a total (not) haute mess.

Then I spot a woman who looks warm who is also dressed impeccably. Not sure–is her secret the Uniqlo Heattech thermals?

Anyways, I did extensive research on our behalf and found that it may be a short and mild winter (cross our fingers). I salute a cup of hot cocoa to all the women who beat the weather and stay haute!

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Mama Travels to Santa Fe (Solo!) Day 2

January 13, 2016

Thanks to my jet lag, I woke up at 5am and waited 2 hours for the whole world to catch up with me. I fiddled with my phone for 2 hours. The good thing about the social media is that it seems like you are never alone. You are always plugged into somebody and text away. After a eating ¼ of a breakfast burrito that was size of my son, I started my drive to Tao Pueblo.

Santa Fe has some history. It’s one of the oldest communities. The oldest Native community “Tao Pueblo” was 2 hours away and it was my destination to conquer. Man, people in Santa Fe driving like maniacs. The speed limit was 75 but they all drive 85 and above. I wasn’t in a hurry so I graciously moved to the right and enjoyed the scenery. After yelling “woos “ and “ahhs”, leaving a zillion clementine peels on the floor, taking photos and driving (not dangerous when there is no car or human in sight), I finally arrived in Tao.

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