15 minute walk from us, among rice fields. It was so crowded last weekend–the holiday–couldn’t get seated. Succeeded today!
It has a charming gift shop. I’ve been a bit disappointed in what women are wearing. In Tokyo, everyone looked very nice, but subdued. Some stripes, mostly black and navy. In the more provincial Fukuoka, mostly the same, although I saw a very cute green coat. Whimsy seems limited to tiny bags and printed packs.
Where are the ladies of Santa Fe? Well, in Santa Fe. However, I was gratified to see three friends (older ladies) lunching at the Mochi Cafe, one in scarlet and black print, one in an artsy vest and handmade hat. They were shopping for fabulously colored bags afterwards.
I ate “gratin,” according to the menu. This was cheese, sort of like fondue, with mochi bits and kind of a grilled mochi topping. It had mushrooms, and shrimp and broccoli and was served with small bits of toast. Very delicious! Tim ordered “caffe latte.” At first it came as a nice cup of coffee with cream. Then the proprietor apologized–that was not quite right!
He then served a shot of espresso in milk–Tim said it was perfect.
We went shopping and received a mysterious discount–which I realized later was from being in residence at Kura Studio. The proprietor seemed unfazed that our art forms were “haiku” and “suminagashi.” If two Japanese artists showed up at a New Mexican restaurant and said they were santeros and Rio Grande style weavers I’m sure the shock would be greater!
Photos from Studio Kura website.