The freshest and most delicious kind of ice cream you can get around town comes from a little hidden place called "La Flor De Michoacan". An authentic Mexican paleteria, found on the east side of town, this eclectic gem boasts ice creams of all flavors, paletas, aguas frescas, mexican antojitos, tacos, and other delicious things that are near and dear to us Hispanic folks. Me and my cousin, Viri headed over for an afternoon delight, justifying our trip by celebrating the ending days of summer. We decided to get a chamango (which chunks of mango, mango ice cream, chamoy, chili powder, and a tamarindo candy stick, a true gastritis inducing treat that is so delicious you won't even care) and a scoop of delicious key lime sorbet or nieve de limon. Not just any lime sorbet, THE lime sorbet. It has that true key lime taste, sweet and tart at the same time, with that refreshing tinge of cool at the end. It's perfection, seriously.
So if you need that sweet tooth satisfied, check this place out, you'll be amazed at how delicious that Tequila ice cream really tastes!
One of the happier times this week, playing a game of outdoor lifesize Chess.
You know when you have one of those days? One of those days that is so shitty you can just say the word "shitty" and not even care. (yeah, I said it.) It's one of those days. I woke up, surprisingly NOT tired (which is what I usually am when I am in a good mood) and ready to get the day over with. I have a packed gym bag in my car and even though I have NO excuse to not go work out, all I want to do is sulk and stream Netflix or go take pictures downtown somewhere. However, when I'm stuck and can't do those things, I find myself wandering the internets endlessly finding articles and clicking links that I have no business clicking on. Absorbing information that is rather useless, nonsensical, but fun and soothing to read. So why I can't say that even though today is the first time in DAYS that I have seen the sun shine I am delighted, I can say that these links have made me smile a time or two (and have given me some sort of insight).
We went to the first and oldest high school in Las Vegas, to whom my cousin is a 3rd generation soon to be graduate. The architecture of this school is out of this world preserving a little of old Las Vegas History amidst all the new and modern buildings. This was the only high school in Las Vegas up until 1950, and it was placed in the National Register of Historic Places in 1993
The Frazier Hall picture holds extra sentimental value, due to the fact that my aunt (Viri's Mom) used to spend most of her days loitering those exact steps and railings more than 20 years ago.
Summer you've been good. Even though I'm not some college sorority girl who can completely enjoy you, you let me relax and enjoy your heat with the occasional muggy rainstorm. I'll miss the fruit you bear the most, because we all know winter's oranges can only do so much. And those gorgeous 8 p.m. sunsets that boast the crayon colors that only came with the 64 pack (purple mountain majesty with a tinge of robins blue egg, anyone?) I enjoyed that perfect New York weather in the middle of June, and how you made the city blossom into your own personal botanical garden. I groaned at you then, when I came back home to 117 degree heat, but relished in your funny sense of humor, as you reminded me of the abundance of pools there were around me. I discovered your speciality of late August peaches, to which until this year, I was completely oblivious too. (What was I thinking?!)
You nudged me out of my comfort zone and led me to early morning lunch walks, they're much more practical, as I dodged the beaming sun and those pesky lunch crowds on the street. Who would have known, that you, would pass by me as fast as the years before, leaving behind a scent of watermelon and a desire for cutoff shorts. But I move on now, to your successor, Autumn. Whom, we here in Las Vegas, aren't too familiar with, but I am ready, and for that I thank you.