A Sunday Drive

Last Sunday was a lovely mild day, our friends Toni and Martha...who by the way loved her necklace set... invited LW and I for a little Sunday drive to one of the smaller villages outside of Mazatlan.

Where there is an incredible family run restaurant, that years ago started out as a couple of tables in their living room to taking over the home, patios, courtyard and yard. Since the weather was so nice everyone was outside, so Martha and wandered through a couple of the dining rooms to take a peak of the hand painted wall murals 

I know I've said before that here in Mexico Family comes first, last always When asked to make a choice, if it involves family there is no choice. That applies to not only immediate family but also extended. In one of the dining room we found the family tree. It starts with the generation that immigrated from Spain. This mural is like no other family tree mural I have ever seen. The artistry is amazing The tree and branches are both trompe l'oeil and two dimensional and have all the members names painted on them

The roots are all trompe l'oeil that is painted to look as if the plaster and paint have chipped off leaving the bricks exposed.

The "ground" is a large rustic shelf and the roots above ground create little niches where decorative pieces have been placed

 

Since Martha and I both being girls of course we had to make the last stop before getting into the car for the ride home, the "Girl's" room. Now that we are both all grown up we can go to the potty by ourselves, no need to go two by two for us. ;) Being the first one to volunteer, after asking for directions and wandering through a couple of rooms I pushed open the door and I was greeted with the most AMAZING sink/counter/vanity I think I have seen in a whole bunch of years. Well for sure never in a tiny little town in the country!!! I was so stupefied I went dashing (politely as not to cause a scene) back to the table for the camera!! I mean there was no way to explain it without show and tell time!!! This time Martha went with me, so it's her arm demonstrating the faucets.

I'm so sorry that this was the only picture that turned out. It was so dark and the room was so tiny. See the two skeleton keys, they are the hot &cold facets. You can't begin to imagine the cool patina the hot and cold trumpets have. That's a hollowed out tree trunk the pipes are hidden in.  The bowl which you can barely see is a vintage wooden tortilla trough, where the corn meal and water were mixed and kneaded to make tortillas. Last but certainly not to be forgotten is the rustic wood carved angel head. :)

Our tummies filled with an incredible Mexican dinner and our curiosity and imaginations satiated we piled back into the Yellow Submarine (aka the Xterra)

 

Waved goodbye and promised to come back again for a lovely relaxed Sunday afternoon.

Wishing you all good evening and remember kids, today is a perfect day to make art no matter where in the world you are.  p;)