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Morning Word: New Mexico Clergy Promote Solar and Wind

Interfaith leaders urge action on climate and poverty issues

Morning WordWednesday, July 29, 2015 by Peter St. Cyr
Religious clergy from all faiths in New Mexico are lining up in support of Pope Francis' encyclical on the environment, climate change and poverty.
“We do not have unrestricted freedom to misuse creation,” Rabbi Min Kantorwitz said outside St. Therese Catholic School in Albuquerque. “In our ignorance and in our greed we have damaged the world. There is no one else but us to repair it.”
Expect the state's three Catholic bishops to begin promoting wind and solar energy and increased funding to help improve child well-being in New Mexico.

Read more at the ABQ Journal.

In the meantime, it appears that oil production is on pace to match or set state records.

Read it at the Santa Fe New Mexican. 

Even as oil production increases and fuel prices stabilize, it looks like Santa Feans are driving around town a little less than before.
Traffic counts from the regional Metropolitan Planning Office show that average annual daily traffic around the city decreased 1 percent from 2005 to 2014. Seven percent fewer cars, from just over 5,000 to just under 4,000, are making daily trips on Agua Fría Road. Meanwhile, Santa Fe’s population has grown by 13 percent between 2000 and 2014.
Elizabeth Miller reports. 

Amid allegations of cronyism and corruption, Santa Fe Police Chief Eric Garcia has decided to retire from law enforcement. Patrick Gallagher, a former New York City police officer who was a first responder on 9/11, now takes the reins as the city’s top cop. 

Thomas Ragan has the story at SFR. 

Proposed rules governing mines, landfills and junkyards in Santa Fe County are raising concerns. Some residents want new ordinances to require more regulatory reviews before new projects are built.

Justin Horwath reports. 

What a difference a good monsoon season can make in just one year. Ollie Reed Jr. has published some maps that show exceptional and extreme drought conditions are gone and only 1 percent of the state is still in severe drought. Nearly half the state has no drought after the buildup of rain water this spring and summer.

Read more at the ABQ Journal. 

New Mexico road construction crews are breathing a sigh of relief after the US Senate approved additional highway transportation funds for at least the next three months.

Read it at ABQ Business First. 

The National Security Agency says it will finally destroy millions of Americans' call records it had collected and stored in its computer systems.

Read more at the Los Alamos Daily Post. 

New Mexico's two US senators are planning hearings to seek relief for the state's radiation victims.
The senators have introduced legislation that would amend the so-called RECA law to cover victims of the government’s nuclear arms testing, including those living downwind of the Trinity bomb test in New Mexico’s Tularosa Basin and post-1971 uranium workers in Northwestern New Mexico.
Michael Coleman reports from Washington. 

The National Park Service and US Department of Energy have agreed to jointly manage the Manhattan Project National Historical Park, which commemorates the development of the atomic bomb in New Mexico.

Anne Constable has the story. 

After a fiery explosion at a Santa Fe medical cannabis dispensary last week, other producers are taking a close look at the safety of their own gas extraction manufacturing processes.

Read my story at SFR. 

Las Cruces Democrats are planning a big kickoff event for Bernie Sanders' presidential campaign this week. The Vermont senator is also scheduled to deliver a personal message to the crowd via a live video stream.

Read it at the Las Cruces Sun-News.

Work is beginning on the first 20 miles of the new 500-mile Rio Grande trail that will follow the length of the state's biggest river.
The first miles of the Rio Grande Trail will be within the boundaries of Elephant Butte Lake, Caballo Lake, Leasburg Dam, Mesilla Valley Bosque, Percha Dam and Rio Grande Nature Center State Parks.
Staci Matlock reports. 

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Best of Santa Fe 2015

Best of Santa Fe 2015Wednesday, July 29, 2015 by SFR

Best Place to People-Watch

The Balcony of Draft Station
60 E San Francisco St., 983-6443

Maybe it’s my natural curiosity, my desire to understand human behavior or simply the fact that I’m socially awkward, but I love to people-watch. And I’m certain that most people do too. The popularity of social media, I think, backs up this point. When I’m in the mood for leisurely local voyeurism, I like to head down to Draft Station and perch myself on their balcony. As with most things (dare I say all?), people-watching is better with beer, and Draft Station offers the best in local brews. The balcony itself is pleasant: Overlooking the southern side of the Plaza, just off the corner of San Francisco and Lincoln, you can enjoy—day or night—the pedestrian traffic. From tourists to Plaza regulars, there’s much to be seen. So take a break from your virtual spying, channel your inner LB Jeffries and enjoy the view. (NA)

Best place for a stay-at-home dad to suck in his gut

City of Santa Fe Bicentennial Pool
1121 Alto St., 955-4779

The city’s only outdoor pool, this chlorinated oasis is a top destination for me and my infant son, particularly on weekdays during off-hours when the crowds are smaller. We gave up on the Genoveva Chavez Community Center’s indoor leisure pool after summer commenced and we kept getting denied because of max occupancy. Admission to Bicentennial Pool is also very affordable, $1 for children up to age 10, $2 for 11 to 17 and $3 for adults. For the young and single looking to catch a tan and a venereal disease in a Las Vegas poolside dayclub, this is not your scene. But the Bicentennial Pool offers plenty of sun, cool water, green grass, a slide, a tot pool and enough moms in bathing suits to make a potbellied dad straighten his posture. (TEL)

Best place where female objectification is still a thing

Thomas Ragan
2841 Cerrillos Road, 473-5259

Another great place because it’s the only place in town is Cheeks, an, ahem, so-called Gentleman’s Club. And it might be the last. Per city ordinance in 2009, there shall never be another strip club located inside city limits, so get it while you can, folks, before owner Elmo Montoya sells it (although that doesn’t look to be in the cards anytime soon). Cheeks is a great place to unwind after a hard day’s work, or even celebrate a birthday or bachelor’s party. For $40, if you’re the groom or birthday boy, you can get your own Cheeks T-shirt, but most importantly you’ll be put on stage and become the center of attention, however fleeting. Girls will give you free dances while your buddies egg you on. And if you don’t have the money to burn, it can be just a great neighborhood bar away from downtown, notes bartender Andrea Gonzales. She’ll make you a $3 house margarita. Or if you prefer beer, that’s only $3 too. Bring your umbrella, the forecast here calls for nightly showers. (TR)

Best Place (That’s Not Cheeks) to Spend a Wad of Singles

Julie Ann Grimm 

Santa Fe Fuego Game, Fort Marcy Park
329 Garfield St., 820-7827

Fans of Santa Fe’s team in the Pecos Baseball League already know this secret. But as the season draws to a close, there’s still time for newbies to get in on the action. Picture yourself seated on the wide, comfy concrete grandstand at Mager’s Field at Fort Marcy Park, looking out over the very same turf that’s elbow-to-elbow with spectators for the annual burning of Zozobra. Only this time, the field is dotted with uniformed players. Ours is the red team, their hats emblazoned with the fiery logo that represents the Santa Fe Fuego. Since the players earn only a paltry sum for their efforts and spend the summer sleeping in dens and spare bedrooms in fans’ homes when they aren’t on the road, the ritual of passing the hat is one that they appreciate. Whether it’s for a home run or seven shutout innings by the pitcher, throw in your dollar. Better yet, make it two. (JAG)

Best Road to Confuse Non-Santa Feans

Paseo de Peralta

Not always the easiest city to navigate, Santa Fe confounds people traversing its streets for the first time. Where is the logic? It’s as if King Minos was the original city planner. The most labyrinthine road for an out-of-towner is Paseo de Peralta. We begin at an intersection with St. Francis and go east. The road twists and turns, but many roads do. The road then takes a 90-degree turn, and we go north. Okay, something new. Now we’re going west? Here we are, passing the DeVargas Center, only to end up at…St. Francis? It feels as if Paseo has a life of its own, going where it wants. But once it’s understood that Paseo is a loop, it takes on a charming and useful quality that not many roads have. However useful, the grid systems of newer cities can feel impersonal; these roads have personality, dammit! No matter how illogical. (NA)

On a Related Note, Best Place to Use Your Turn Signal

Every Fucking Time you Turn

It is a perplexing fact of humanity that it can invent the automobile and then lack the ability to operate it. Like cars, the roadway is a feat of great proportions: Few things, when the rules of traffic are followed, showcase the full potential of human civilization, and yet few things do so much to drive us absolutely insane. Like, say, when fellow drivers don’t use their turn signals. Am I supposed to read your mind? It’s more than a simple courtesy, it’s an act of communication that allows the system to run efficiently. The New Mexico Driver’s Manual states, “Signaling gives other drivers time to react to your moves. You should use your turn signals before you change lanes, turn right or left, merge into traffic or park.” Please, let people know what you’re doing. And don’t even get me started on double yellow lines. (NA)

Best Place to View Urban Wildlife

St. Francis Drive and Cerrillos Road

Although the original depiction of St. Francis of Assisi featured the saint holding a skull (representing his work with leper colonies), more modern renderings of Santa Fe’s namesake monk depict him with animals. A fuzzy, feel-good version of this can be seen in front of City Hall, where a prairie dog sits at his feet, facing Francis in conversation. It’s no wonder, then, that our city has a long love of those critters. City laws even say you’ve got to humanely relocate a colony if it’s living where you want to build. As urban development encroaches on their habitat, Santa Fe’s prairie dogs have been marginalized, but they’re still hanging in. See a great example at the corner of St. Francis Drive and Cerrillos Road. Roll down the window and listen to their chatter while you wait at the light, or ride by slowly on your bike and get a glimpse of their complicated social structure. (JAG)

Best Place to Soak up AC and Pretend You Are Home

Violet Crown
1606 Alcaldesa St., 216-5678

The gaping hole in the Santa Fe Railyard finally became a thing this year, when the long-envisioned cinema opened in May on the city-owned land, bringing a whole new kind of moviegoing experience to the City Different. While many are enjoying the perk that they no longer have to sneak a cocktail into the theater in their purses, but can instead buy cold beer on tap and drink from a pint glass in a right-sized cup holder, the other big attraction in these extra comfortable theaters are the front row seats. The reservation system lets you choose seats ahead of time when you buy tickets online or in the lobby, and choosing the front row means each leatherish armchair also comes with a rolling ottoman. Plus, no more stumbling through the dark to find your friends when you show up late. They’ll be right where the tickets say they are. (JAG)

Best Place to Pretend You’re a Guest Star on an Episode of Wings

Elizabeth Miller
Santa Fe Municipal Airport
121 Aviation Drive, 955-2903

If you visit the Santa Fe Airport more than once or twice, it could easily become the place where everybody knows your name. Not that that means they’ll stop sending you through the one metal detector, of course. But the single row of desks for airline check-in, the solo security line and, upon arrival, the one conveyor for luggage give the airport the kind of feel a savvy real estate agent would label as “cozy.” Drop into the Santa Fe Airport Grill, and you’ll be treated to all the Coke products and snack foods you need; just pull up a seat at a vinyl booth, crack open a magazine from the racks and admire the movie posters for classics like El Recuerdo and En La Palma de tu Mano. (EM)

Best Place to Chug a Mad Mini

Anson Stevens-Bollen
Anywhere. But soon

It’s a tie between the downtown bus depot and in front of the Allsup’s on Agua Fría Street. But do it now, because the city has already outlawed the sale of these single-serving, to-go booze containers along Airport Road, and the law oozes into the whole municipal area in October. A runner-up for this category is also “Best Threatened Lawsuit.” While liquor retailers and a couple of lawyers beat their chests when the City Council banned the tiny bottle, their threats to fight the law in court before it kicks in have so far been empty. It’s empty bottles, though, that officials say are the real problem. Look in any major thoroughfare median, in the weeds along neighborhood entrances and along the edge of every arroyo and the Santa Fe River, and you’ll spot the litter. Apparently once you drink the shot, your ability to find a trashcan diminishes rapidly. (JAG)

Best Noncongruent Strip Mall

The one at 2101 Cerrillos Road

It houses Book Mountain Used Paperback Exchange, Romero’s Tattoo, Sierra Trophies and Sports Outlet (selling T-shirts, trophies and athletic uniforms), Healthy & Energetic (an Herbalife outlet selling shakes and teas), H&R Block (for taxes and notary public services) and O’Reilly Auto Parts. If necessity is the mother of strange bedfellows, we’re going to guess the needs that drove the shops to share the strip mall at Cerrillos and Apache had more to do with real estate and a large parking lot all their own than it did the neighborhood’s regular to-do list. Though perhaps you know someone who likes to pair their Herbalife pickups with a new tattoo and some tax paperwork or purchase a new oil filter and Little League uniform in the same go. And while you’re at it, grab a used paperback. No, but really. Get a used paperback from the guys at Book Mountain. They’re everything a used bookstore needs to be. (EM)

Best Place to Read a Complete Novel while Waiting in Line

US Post Office

First, for you kids, the post office is a place where one can affix tiny stickers to paper envelopes and send them through a magical delivery system that avoids iEverything. People send packages to each other containing gifts for birthdays and holidays. Row after row of metal boxes may be rented to receive these objects. Now, for the experts: Let’s face it, the US Post Office on Pacheco Street has notoriously long lines that challenge even the most jovial believer in the mañana philosophy. We don’t blame you, overworked postal staff. And the men and women down on Federal Place are slammed most of the time. (Good God! Stay away during the lunch hour.) But if you really want a chill, fast experience, we recommend the location at Santa Fe Place. Maybe it’s the slow death of the Southside’s former Villa Linda Mall that makes it this way. But we hear the mall is making a comeback. (JAG)

Best Spot to Practice for the Zombie Apocalypse

BLM’s Camel Tracks

There’s no sign that tells you what everyone knows the name of this place is. In a town where some things are on a need-to-know basis, you’ll need to know more than how to get here if and when the zombies arrive. The federal Bureau of Land Management has jurisdiction over the large shooting range west of the Santa Fe Airport, off County Road 56C. While there is a sign that reminds shooters to pick up shell casings, apparently most people can’t read. The drive-up dugouts offer a free, relatively safe place to practice with pistols, shotguns and rifles. While shooting at flying fluorescent disks of skeet is a skill that will come in handy during the aforementioned apocalypse, apparently it’s also fun to blow up cardboard boxes, mattresses and other junk. If you go here, don’t be an idiot. Maybe you should just stay home with the video game. (JAG)

Best Bankable Coffee Shop Decorations

Holy Spirit Espresso
225 W San Francisco St., 920-3364

There is an ATM next to Holy Spirit Espresso, and as it is an unusually big ATM, it serves as a nice comparison for the size of the coffee shop. With barely enough room for more than two people to stand inside, Holy Spirit is certainly cozy. It also serves some of the best, smoothest [insert praising adjective here] coffee you’ll ever have. While you’re waiting for your coffee, you’ll have no shortage of artifacts to ponder. Decorated in a way that makes you feel at home, Holy Spirit is adorned with an eclectic mix of things: A collection of foreign currency hangs from the ceiling, a map of the United States serves as the background for bandana-clad barista Bill Deutsch and there are postcards, miscellaneous pictures and scrunchies(!). It feels like, and most likely is, the result of adding items to the mix throughout the years. It’s the antithesis of chain coffee shops which, despite their size, more often resemble the uniformity of ATMs. (NA)

Best Parking Lot to Make You Lose All Faith in Humanity

Trader Joe’s parking lot. Try it and you’ll see

If Sartre were alive today, he wouldn’t declare that hell is other people, he’d say hell is other drivers. He might even point a finger specifically to those who seem to be interminably circling the Trader Joe’s parking lot, pausing without cause and making sudden exits from parking spaces—which have already been staked out by some other driver’s blinking turn signal, of course—without seeming to check their mirrors. We’d graduate the award from hell to purgatory if Trader Joe’s would add a coffee counter, a tiny paradise to reward the tribulations it takes to get there. (EM)

Best Place to Get Your Weed(s) Removed

Invasive species removal volunteer programs run by the Botanical Gardens and YouthWorks

For the entry price of gloves, a sharp shovel or spade and water, volunteers sprang to action this summer to fight back against an unwanted occupant of the Leonara Curtin Wetland Preserve: invasive weeds. The Santa Fe Botanical Gardens led the effort to protect the rare cienega, or marsh, and its diverse native plant life and wildlife habitats. Arroyo erosion often leaves riverbanks open to opportunistic invasive species. YouthWorks also partners with the city to get teenagers involved in river restoration work, including ripping up a few weeds, a healthy alternative to some of the other habits teenagers at times pick up with plant-based items. (EM)

Best Group of Folks Making a Difference

1 Santa Fe

Southside neighborhoods have been a little bit like the land that time (or at least services) forgot. Big housing complexes sprang up. People had no nearby choices to purchase food, or check out library books, or see a doctor. Grassroots organization 1SantaFe has been biting back against that trend, combatting the so-called food desert in the neighborhood by campaigning to bring the Farmers Market to the area (and now increase its frequency) and reviving Feeding Santa Fe’s food distribution program at Zona del Sol. They’ve also hosted clean-up events on Cerrillos and Airport roads, seen the ribbon cut on a new health clinic and generally presented a unified front to City Council, asking that the area be home to more than all the multifamily housing no other neighborhood seems to want. (EM)

Best Themed Motel

Silver Saddle
2810 Cerrillos Road, 471-7663

As far as motels go, you can’t get any better than the Silver Saddle. The rooms may not be huge, but they’re designed around individual cowboy themes, with information about Willie Nelson, Billy the Kidd and Calamity Jane, framed and hung on the walls. What’s more, all of the rooms were recently upgraded with new carpeting. Dawn Aley and mother Penny run the place, which Penny bought in the late 1970s. They like to describe it as “an affordable vintage ’50s throwback” or “a kitschy vintage budget motel.” Yeah, that sounds about right. (TR)

Best Mobile Billboard

Micah Ortega
Second Glance Promotions, 819-1484

There’s no doubt you’ve seen him. Maybe he was in his “Good Neighbear” suit, or sporting a green hat and lederhosen outside of the Swiss Bistro, or maybe you’ve seen him as the masked luchador at Whoo’s Donuts. If you have seen him, chances are you wouldn’t have forgotten. In the monotony of our everyday lives, Micah Ortega does his best to provide us with moments that are memorable. “You remember what touches your heart,” says Ortega, whose marketing philosophy is to make connections with people as humans, not as customers. “If people’s hearts are happy,” he says, “they’re gonna come in to the store.” In a world where we’re constantly being bombarded by advertisements, where our value lays in the depths of our disposable income, Ortega brings a warm color to the often-cold approach of advertising. And behind these characters is an enthusiastic and reflective man. “Life,” he says, “is about acknowledging each other’s existence; it’s about touching others and being touched.” (NA)

Best Life Advice

Enrique Limon
Ardry Adams

There’s an added bonus to parking in the lot behind La Casa Sena on Nusbaum Street, and that is 21-year vet on the lot Ardry Adams’ advice. Few words need to be exchanged to get in and out, he just looks at your tire tread and knows the score. But if you just ask, he’ll provide a wealth of Ann Landers-quality advice. “Oh shit!” he says as he sees me pull out the voice recorder. The following is a transcription of our quick-hit convo:

On women:
“The truth? Can I tell you what they told me? Let ’em have their way.”

On career choices:
“They all cliché. Like what you do, my coach always told me that. He said the worst thing in the world was for a man to go to a job that he hated.”

On lifelong friendships and how to achieve them:
“That’s as old as you and I. Treat people that way you wanna be treated.”

Red vs. green chile:
“Green is more friendly to me, yeah. I like green.”

On Pets:
“Wow. If I was gonna have a pet? A wolverine. ’Cause they like otters on steroids. Mm-hmm.”

On the rat race of life:
“Like Too Short said, ‘Get in where you fit in.’” (EL)

Best Form of Flattery

Faking It

From burrito joints to barbershops, nail salons to auto dealers, Best of Santa Fe banners proudly hang in windows and on walls all over the city. We are flattered when business owners put so much value on our annual readers poll. But you know what they say about imitation: It’s the best form of flattery. And lately, imitators abound. Around the Marcy Street headquarters, SFR staffers took to calling this one “Best of Scamta Fe” after it surfaced a few years ago. Somewhere out there, someone is sitting behind a computer, parroting our long-running effort by selling cheap plaques to retailers through an anonymous email. We see you, and we’re calling you out! Every year, SFR gathers votes in more than 100 categories to grant what we call our Readers Choice Awards (see page 61). If you’re contacted about Best of Santa Fe by anyone whose email doesn’t end with, don’t take the bait. (JAG)

Food & Drink

Best of Santa Fe 2015

Best of Santa Fe 2015Wednesday, July 29, 2015 by SFR

Best Burrito Heiress

Berenice @ El Chile Toreado

Lines at El Chile Toreado (950 W Cordova Road, 500-0033) are commonplace. Be it to get your chorizo breakfast burrito fix ($6.75), munch on some heavenly tacos de adobada ($7.27) or go to town on a Polish sausage hot dog ($6.75), the little white hitch sandwiched between Whole Foods and a tire shop keeps ’em coming back. The secret? Berenice Alejandra Medina on the spit, maintaining her family’s recipes and staying true to her father Luis Medina’s vision when he opened up 10 years back. Five years ago, the elder Medina sent his daughter to Le Cordon Bleu to, as she says, “pump it up.” The results are obvious. “Our hopes and dreams are to get a spot to sell our salsa on the market and just spread out food, spread out love,” Berenice says. A first good step is packing up an antique wooden food cart (the one her dad started with) and taking the legacy of El Chile Toreado to the Plaza. As to the ingredients of their iconic green salsa, Berenice lists jalapeños and cilantro. “My dad says that if you want to know anything else, you’re gonna have to marry either him or my brother.” (EL)

Best Dish Worth Driving 26 Miles for

Angelina’s Restaurant
1226 N Railroad Ave., Española, 753-8543

One could only imagine that a good dream for proprietors Angelina Gutierrez and Chris Quintana ends with them slaughtering all the sheep they were counting earlier and having a line outside the block the following day. Sure, New Mexico staples like green chile rellenos ($8.99) and carne adovada-stuffed sopaipillas abound, but the real insiders order from the “lamb specialties” portion of the menu. I’m talking house-ground lamb burritos ($7.50), steaming lamb fajitas ($10.99) and the crown jewel, the costillas—I’m talking about 10 ounces of lamb ribs ($8.25) that you wish would never end, accompanied by a bowl of whole beans with your choice of red or green and a lone wet-nap. The ribs are delectably crispy, the soupy beans (drenched in red for added smokiness) are mouth-watering and the two sopaipillas the dish came accompanied by worked overtime. Houston, we’re gonna need more wet-naps. (EL)

Best Food Stand Rivalry

El Molero Fajita and Roque’s Carnitas

On two opposite corners of East San Francisco Street, there is a battle being fought, which benefits everyone looking for a quick, cheap meal. Well, maybe the stakes aren’t that high. The corner of Lincoln and San Francisco is home to El Molero Fajita, a charming wooden food stand that serves…fajitas—for just $5. What’s not to like? Especially at a time when the $5 lunch has too often been replaced by the unseemly $8.50 lunch. On the other corner, where East San Francisco meets Old Santa Fe Trail, we have Roque’s Carnitas. At a whopping $6, his beef carnitas topped with onions and peppers have long been a fixture of the Plaza. While waiting for him to put your order together, you might hear Roque muse on the character and characters of the city—like an elder statesman, he seems to know everything and everyone. That makes the extra dollar worth it. Antagonism never tasted this good. (NA)

Best Fucking Muffin I’ve Had in My Entire Life

Blueberry Muffin @Dulce
1110 Don Diego Ave., Ste. A, 989-9966

There is no shortage of awesome bakery options in Santa Fe, and yet it’s somehow difficult to find a truly amazing muffin around here. Too dry, too small, too crumbly (I’m looking at you, Whole Foods—you should be ashamed of yourselves)…the list goes on. But the day I ducked into Dulce for a quick coffee and almost fainted at the sight of their gorgeous pastries and deserts, all the prior sub-par muffin knowledge in the world couldn’t have stopped me from picking up that blueberry muffin and going to town on that bad boy. The top, so brilliantly crispy with grains of sugar cascading down its dome-like shape and bursting with fat blueberries. The stump, so perfectly moist and easily detachable for maximized eating potential. The size of the thing itself, perfect for a snack or even a serious stopgap between actual meals. It is the muffin of dreams, the pastry of your heart, the kind of muffin that hovers in ethereal fashion at the forefront of your subconscious like a siren call. Look, I’m not out to over-sell this thing, but every other muffin that has been or will be made in this town is like a pile of hot garbage compared to this thing, and I…OK, so I literally worked myself up writing about it and had to go pick one up. Seriously. (ADV)

Best Restaurant News to Hit Santa Fe Since Tecolote Café Opened in 1980 and then Closed on Easter Day 2014 with an Uncertain Future

Enrique Limón
It’s a no-brainer, really. Welcome back, Tecolote Café (1616 St. Michael’s Drive, 988-1362)! New digs, same great menu, same friendly staff plus some newbies, and yes, still: NO FREAKIN’ TOAST. It’s rare that Santa Fe institutions like this recover at a new location, but Tecolote has risen again with much aplomb, bringing its historically delicious bakery basket along with it. But really, the owners of Tecolote say it best in a recent social media post: “We realized something traveling to this point, making all of our plans and how the opening had to perfect, and stressing, and blah. It wasn’t the building. It didn’t require a ceremony from old to new. It doesn’t take all that. It’s you. It’s all of you. It’s your memories. It’s our memories. It’s us trying our best to honor all of those memories and help create new ones. Thank you for sharing with our family for so many years. We look forward to many more with you!” (RDW)

Best condiment You’ve Never Tried

SF Mushroom Co. salt

“Pass me the garlic salt,” you say under your breath as you try to spice dinner up. If only there was something different, you think. If only there was something that both makes my dish more savory and reinforces my nostalgic love for Super Mario Bros. Enter Santa Fe Mushroom Co. and their aptly named “magic mushroom powder.” On sale since March at the Farmers Market, the company’s Wesley James describes the flavor as “umami in a jar, basically.” Per James’ own estimation, each $10 jar has about a pound of oyster mushrooms, guaranteed to make your dishes sing. Bland food doldrums no more. (EL)

Best Foodie Comeback

Anson Stevens-Bollen
Chef Estevan Garcia

While many were eagerly awaiting John Sedlar’s return to Santa Fe and all its hullabaloo, Sedlar’s former partner Estevan Garcia stealthily set up shop at the old Tías Cocina. Garcia’s eponymous restaurant brings back some of his legendary Café San Estevan fare (carne adovada ravioli in Chimayó red chile ragout, anyone?) and serves ’em up with a side of personality. “We started with all French food,” he recalls about the days he and Sedlar started Manhattan Beach’s Saint Estèphe on a dime. “Then we did a menu within a menu called ‘Southwest Food,’ and that’s how it started.” The result was the birth of modern Southwest cuisine. Each plate at Estevan’s reflects this history and pays homage to Garcia’s homespun roots. “I didn’t go to school, I went and spent my own money, and I went to restaurants, ate, wine and dined.” For a party in your mouth, make sure to try the heavenly flourless almond cake ($8) for dessert. Is that crème Anglaise, Chef, or are you just happy to see me? Please repeat that to him. (EL)

Best Nontraditional Espresso Drink

Red Chile Mocha @Travel Bug
839 Paseo de Peralta, 992-0418

Travel Bug, best known for its adult language classes, help in planning trips and varied selection of maps, is an impressive coffee shop. Most people who’ve been there know this, I’m sure. And even though Travel Bug helps people get out of Santa Fe, they have one drink that celebrates the area: the red chile mocha. The traditional mocha (espresso, chocolate and steamed milk) gets a Southwestern twist: Red chile flakes are placed over the filter, and after it is brewed, the coffee runs through the chile and becomes spiced. At first, all one tastes is the traditional mocha, then the kick comes, complementing the often too-sweet taste of melted chocolate. Red chile and chocolate is really a natural combination, and when combined with coffee, there’s not much else to ask for. (NA)

Best Fair-Priced Bulk Salad Feast

Souper! Salad!
2428 Cerrillos Road (inside College Plaza), 473-1211

The only salad buffet in town and therefore the “Best” by virtue of being the “Only.” While Whole Foods has come under scrutiny for overcharging for their green stuff, Souper! Salad! was a mainstay along Cerrillos Road long before the organic movement came to play. It’s been a fixture here for more than three decades, offering an all you-can-eat buffet of salad, soup, potatoes, pizza, hard shell tacos and dessert. And you don’t have to worry about how much the salad weighs. Just pile it on your plate and go back for seconds, if you so choose. It only costs $8.64, including tax. In a day of obesity and fast food, what’s exceptional about Souper! Salad! is that if you want to eat healthy and you’re in a hurry, you may do so, but if you want to pig out, you can do that, too. It’s all up to you. Nobody’s stopping you. It’s one of those fine lines you have to learn how to walk, but usually the baked potato and the hard shell tacos win me over. Oh, and a little salad on the side. (TR)

Best Restaurant that Constantly Makes You Wonder Why the Hell More People Aren’t There

Red Enchilada
1310 Osage Ave., 820-6552

As I cut into my incredible Christmas tortilla burger at Red Enchilada during a recent dinner, the same thought occurred to me that always occurs to me when I’m dining in the midtown establishment: “Why isn’t this place packed?” From the insanely affordable menu that represents the best of Mexico, New Mexico and Central America to the delicious pupusas and best sopaipillas in town, it’s the place to go for breakfast, lunch or dinner or for any occasion. It might have something to do with our lousy restaurant attitude in town that finds us claiming misguided loyalty to the downtown set of overpriced standbys, or it might just be that Red Enchilada’s sort-of-weird location nestled in a strip mall between a bank and a grocery store makes it look like it’s not great. Well, stop it! Hear me now and believe me later, Red Enchilada is some of the best food our town has to offer, no matter your tastes. (ADV)

Best First Step to Throwing Your Own Sausage Fest

Big R Ranch Supply
725 St. Michael’s Drive, 820-0895

In addition to selling bedazzled jeans that are going to make your butt look great at the party, the new Big R chain on St. Michael’s is the place to go for all your sausage-making supplies. The stunning DIY section has accoutrements for every step of the process, from ammo for your hunting trip to dipping sauce for completed meat sticks. Start with the dead animal of your choice and run it through the fancy grinder that you’ve bought and bolted to your kitchen counter—the store offers models that range from Kia to Cadillac. Then, add spices like the ready-made Smokehouse Polish Sausage mix. Next, grab a package of casings made from dried intestines, and lastly, cram all that stuff way down in there. Or, if this is really grossing you out, go a few aisles over to check out the beekeeping section, which includes a full protective suit with a netted hat. (JAG)

Best Date Night

Lemon and date bars at Iconik
1600 Lena St., 428-0996

Dating is tough. Dates, as in the Mediterranean staple, are far more pleasant. Drop into the bench seating or the repurposed schoolroom chairs at Iconik and enjoy a little of the latter. Their lemon and date bars ($3.50 apiece) are just a little sweet with hints of citrus and a crumbly layer of oats for topping, and a cappuccino provides an enjoyable companion, whether you like the conversation or not. Wash it down with one of Iconik’s espressos, which are brewed from a seasonally rotating blend of beans that draws from the freshest coffee harvests from all over the world (this summer’s mixes beans from Ethiopia, Honduras and Mexico) to pack the best in flavor potential into every sip. Take a 14-ounce bag of their six options of single origin beans or their espresso blend home for $18.50. Just don’t actually go for date night. They close most days by 6 pm. (EM)

Best Exotic Iced Coffee with a Side of Man Musk

Anson Stevens-Bollen
Caveman Coffee
1221 Flagman Way, Ste. B1, 992-2577

Tucked away in the burgeoning Baca Street Railyard is an unsuspected business combo that’s part CrossFit gym and part coffee shop. But this isn’t the joint to order your skinny latte with two pumps of vanilla and extra foam. Bam-Bam, meet Caveman Coffee. While power lifters grunt and drop barbells in dusty, floor-shaking clangs in the adjoining Undisputed Fitness gym, you can supercharge your morning with a creation from gym founder and health food guru Tait Fletcher that will make even the scrawniest dude feel like pumping the iron. This summer, we suggest an iced “Putting on the Spritz.” Like most specialty drinks here, the $4.50 concoction includes espresso blended with butter, which the gurus say helps you burn fat, along with mineral water, which provides a bright note of hydration. Lastly, catch on to the secret ingredient: a refined coconut oil known as MCT, a miraculous, flavorless liquid that has way too many purported benefits to list here. Healthy coffee. Go. (JAG)

Best Buzzed Artist Encounter

Duel Brewing
1228 Parkway Drive, 474-5301

Trent Edwards, owner of Duel Brewing, says he may not be sure quite what they’re doing with the brewery, but he knows what they’re trying to do, which is, at least in part, make good beer (check) and serve it in an inviting, sociable atmosphere (check again). What he’s stumbled into is a list of beers that will invite reminiscences of a liberal arts education and that one art history class, or afternoons in a distant art museum. There are blondes named for post-impressionists Cezanne and Whistler (pints run $4.50-$10 and drop $2 during happy hour), an imperial porter that shares a name with Renaissance-era German painter Grunewald and a golden strong ale named for his Italian contemporary Titian. Feeling a little more like dense and obscure prose? Go for the Marcel witbier. (EM)

Best Use of Color in Oatmeal

The Teahouse
821 Canyon Road, 992-0972

Aside from a wayward red cranberry or a dot of raisins, oatmeal is missing the visual appeal that makes its breakfast competition more appealing. Banish the bland and keep all the goodness of the hearty mush with a bowl of steaming vibrant purple oatmeal at this Canyon Road hideaway. While it might take you a solid hour to fully explore the extensive menu and make your first tea decision from a global selection, don’t debate too much about whether the dish will fill you with happiness. It will. The Teahouse oatmeal ($7) includes oats, sure, and buckwheat groats. But the real star that gives the royal concoction its color is the forbidden rice. Don’t pass on the dual dose of maple cream and whipped cream that comes on top, which along with strawberries or bananas (add $2) tips the scale toward breakfast dessert. Bonus: It’s also gluten-free. (JAG)

Best Place to Feel Unsettled and You’re Not Sure Why

The Food Court at Santa Fe Place Mall

I see a merry-go-round carrying a single child, wood paneling, stone pillars, three eateries and a group of people who seem to have no aim. I’m sitting in the middle of the food court at Santa Fe Place, where the chairs are arranged as if it were an outdoor plaza, yet no matter how many windows there are to let in the light of the sun, the stuffy air is enough to remind me that I’m indoors. Millions of dollars and a name change later, this mall is lacking the life that it promised to bring to the area. Where are the shops, the setting and the people who would make this a lively city center? I note this as a touring train passes by, empty. A small child stands a foot away from me and simply stares. Is this a dream? Is Fellini capturing this from behind the walls of Foot Action? No. This is boredom. (NA)

Best Under-Two-Buck Meal

La Loncherita Salvadoreña

There’s a new arrival on Santa Fe’s flourishing food truck scene: La Loncherita Salvadoreña. Propped on a stretch of land next to the Mandela International Magnet School, the swimming-pool-blue truck does one thing and it does it right—pupusas. Tracing its roots to Mesoamerica, the stuffed masa treat comes in an array of fillings and, at $1.75 a pop, fills you up on the cheap. Handmade options include chicharrón con queso, queso y loroco (a traditional vine with edible flours) and a combo one that’ll make you feel like you struck foodie gold in the streets of San Salvador. They are served daily except for Wednesdays. Vilma Peraza flips the good stuff inside the former birria truck. “I don’t know,” the Chalatenango native says when asked what makes for good pupusa. That’s OK, just keep churning those mouthwatering babies out. (EL)

Best Green Chile Cheeseburger outside the City Limits but Still within Easy Driving Distance

Frankie’s at the Casanova
12 S Main Street, Pecos, 757-3322

Santa Fe has a problem with thinking a drive of more than 10 minutes is too far (not counting drives to places that have free booze), but if you can ditch the ’tude and make plans for a day trip out by the Pecos River, you’ll be able to discover a semi-hidden secret that will reward your taste buds and help you to realize a 20-minute drive for an amazing green chile cheeseburger is totally worth it. Frankie’s at the Casanova in Pecos may be well known to that town’s denizens, but to us Santa Feans who often act like we wrote the book on the green chile cheeseburger (to be fair, we pretty much did), it might just be the kind of semi-secret menu item that’s worth a drive and another stamp on your mental foodie passport. Throw in the restaurant’s excellent ambience and the friendly wait staff and you’ve got yourself a fun little day trip, complete with one of the best damn burgers the state has to offer. (ADV)

Best Way to get an L.A.-Style Asian Street Taco Experience without Leaving Santa Fe or Feeling Guilty for not Having a Boss Tan

Bonsai Asian Tacos
3668 Cerrillos Road, 316-9418

When chef Juan Carlos Ruvalcaba opened Bonsai earlier this winter in the parking lot of Pawn City, between Richards Avenue and Zafarano Drive, the positive response to his pulled-pork tacos and vast vegetarian options was immediate. Now, with the city’s new food-truck ordinance in place, Ruvalcaba is frequently on the move, serving up his tasty fare downtown at gallery openings, public events and other 505 doings. The Bonsai still calls Cerrillos Road its permanent home. To keep up with where they are on any given day, follow them on Facebook. (RDW)

Best Restaurant for the Morning After

Restaurante El Salvadoreño
2900 Cerrillos Road, 474-3512

Inside the kitchen, Elsa Coto, a Honduran, cooks menudo, a Mexican soup, then Roxana Guerra, a Salvadoran, delivers it to my table while the owner, Eddie Aguilar, of Albuquerque, looks on. I begin to eat the menudo, a hearty tripe broth that is supposed to cure hangovers in Mexican culture. Usually it’s only served on weekends, but at Restaurante El Salvadoreño on Cerrillos Road, it’s prepared every day, something of an aberration in the world of cuisine. The soup comes with onions, cilantro and limes; a pig’s foot, in my case, is thrown in as an audible. I decide to gnaw on it. All good stuff. What’s Aguilar’s secret to serving up menudo on a daily basis? “I never expand the menu,” he says. “It’s pretty short and sweet.” It turns out the Salvadorans also have a special soup that cures hangover, sopa de bolos, only it doesn’t come with chile and hominy—the staple of Mexican menudo. Both soups are the same price: $7.95 for a small and $10.98 for a large. The cost of curing a hangover? Priceless. (TR)


Best of Santa Fe 2015

Best of Santa Fe 2015Wednesday, July 29, 2015 by SFR

Best Downtown Smells

Santa Fe Oxygen & Healing Bar
102 W San Francisco St., Ste. 14, 660-9199

Sure, distinct scents abound in our downtown district—from desperation on an unsuspecting tourist about to pay way too much for a piece of pottery to Pagosa Springs busker BO—but none sweeter than those coming out of the O Bar. Stickers on the staircase teasing herbal-infused cocktails and “aroma-flavored oxygen” lure you to an upstairs oasis, where on any given day, oxygen at one buck a minute to healing treatments like the “belly bliss” and aromatherapy as far as the eye can see commingle. Noah Kass mans the place alongside his mother, siblings, and Roger, the goldfish. “People don’t realize that when they come to Santa Fe, at 7,200 feet, there’s actually a quarter less oxygen in the air,” he says (Kass, not the goldfish). “So, receiving oxygen is gonna boost your energy levels and relieve your altitude sickness.” Combine that with one of the specialty drinks like the O2-infused “mojito boost,” and it also gives you a pretty trippy, all-organic high. Witnesses who reported seeing me speaking to the wood posts along San Francisco Street upon my exit can attest to that. (EL)

Best Place to Realize There Are Guitars Out There that Aren’t Fender or Gibson

Alex De Vore
Borrego’s Guitars and Music Supply Co.
1636 St. Michael’s Drive, 471-9043

They’re the new kids on the block and the kind of store that is hard to understand at first, but mark my words when I say that Borrego’s Guitars is going places. And they’re doing it while offering Santa Fe guitar brands that we’ve either never thought of playing or never even heard of, a classy move in that they chose to go this way in an effort to not compete with existing music supply stores. It’s all from the minds and hearts of former Candyman employee David Borrego and musician/guitar monster Sean Healen. That this new business can offer up decades of experience and the advice of a currently working live musician while teaching our fair city that Reverend guitars are absolutely beautiful and mind-bogglingly versatile is a thing of beauty. It will hopefully foster some experimentalism and friendly competition and, if nothing else, a little bit of freedom from the shackles of the big dog guitar companies who, let’s face it, have been cutting corners on their less-than-top-tier equipment for years due to mass-production needs. If you don’t believe the difference can be that huge, swing by and talk to them. Play an Alvarez or Breedlove guitar, or check out their local consignment deals. Learn about something new that you just might love. Lord knows it wouldn’t hurt. (ADV)


Let’s face it: handwriting is a dying art. You don’t see many millennials walking down the street with their heads buried in a notebook and pen—although we’re pretty sure there’s an app for that. The few and proud handwriting obsessives left in the world, champions, really, deserve the best stylus and paper the world has to offer, and both can be found at Santa Fe Pens in Sanbusco Center (500 Montezuma Ave., Ste. 111, 989-4742). From journals and stationery to practical and limited-edition pens, they’ve got you covered. Their Santa Fe Pen Fair at Sanbusco every March is New Mexico’s largest gathering of pen manufacturers, pen aficionados and general writerly geeks like us. (RDW)

Best Guy to Visit When You Just Can’t Make Your Stupid Guitar (or Bass) Sound Like You Want It To

Sal Rael

We’ve all been there. It’s show day, and you thought that just because you’ve played the guitar for a thousand years, you could try a new kind of string or attempt to adjust the action yourself. Big mistake. Now the higher frets are buzzing, your truss rod is doing something weird and whatever the hell polymer coating they put on these strings is ruining your life. What’s a musician with literally zero other marketable skills to do? Better call Sal (gross) Rael. A Santa Fe institution, Rael has been kickin’ around since the dawn of time, but when performing in bands failed to provide him with the same thrills it once had, he switched gears and became a guitar surgeon. It made a lot of sense, in that he’s also a jeweler and is fascinated with how the intricate bits and bobs of jewelry can also relate to the insides of an electric guitar or the precision needed to properly adjust an acoustic instrument. This is a guy who builds his own guitars, too, and each one seems to sound more beautiful than the last. So please, we’re beggin’ you—don’t try to handle it yourself. You will screw it up. Take it to Sal Rael and be prepared to say things like, “Whoa. That sounds, like, a million times better!” (ADV)

Best Place to Make a Spectacle Outta Yourself

Enrique Limón
Ojo Optique
125 Lincoln Ave., 988-4444

It was the piece of news I’ve been dreading my whole life: Donald Trump running for president. The second worst? Coming to terms with the fact that I needed glasses. Dad wore glasses. My mom does too, along with most of my siblings. For years I’d taunt them all by reading billboards from afar, always winning the license plate game during every road trip and ordering from a menu on the table next to us. I was goddamned bionic! Until recently, when squinting all day erry day became my new normal. Luckily, the boys at Ojo were there to help. “We only do independent eyewear, and we basically want to have something for everyone if possible—from mild to way over the top wild,” co-owner Adam Tate Hoffberg says. Best part is, given the uniqueness of the 1,200-plus stock of frames, there is bound to be a pair perfect for you. Adam and Co. left me looking and feeling hot. Turns out boys do make passes at other boys who wear glasses. (EL)

Best Place to Indulge in Your Vinyl Obsession

Guy in the Groove (inside A Sound Look)
502 Cerrillos Road at Manhattan Ave., 699-3332

As the music industry is continually forced to anticipate the needs of the consumer, so too does vinyl grow more and more popular. Countless labels are now opting to release their records on vinyl due to growing popularity, but in a town like Santa Fe, it can be hard to start (or continue) an obsession with the medium. Enter Dick Rosemont and his glorious mini record store, Guy in the Groove. Cheaper than other stores we shan’t name and with more knowledge than the ridiculousness of Hasting’s, Rosemont has a clear love for all things vinyl, and he’ll not only help you find that release you’re looking for, he’ll provide some of the most stimulating music conversation you’ll find this side of a music journalist (some of us notwithstanding). He’s a little tricky to find, but those who truly love records won’t care even a little bit, and he should absolutely be in your Rolodex (assuming your vinyl love translates into a love of other old things) for the next time you realize you somehow don’t own Queen’s A Night at the Opera. (ADV)

Best Place to Get Your Period [Costume]

Santa Fe Vintage Outpost
202 E Palace Ave., 690-1075

When longtime friends jeweler Julienne Barth and vintage collector Scott Corey decided to team up last August and open a small storefront near downtown, it was to put a swinging door on the businesses they’d both basically been running from home offices/studios. The end result is a sweet little store with plenty of character and an immaculately curated collection of Southwestern apparel and jewelry. The storefront, and its by-appointment-only warehouse that Corey continues to operate, is frequented by those looking to costume Southwestern period pieces, including Manhattan and Longmire. (EM)

Best Place to Purchase a Smoothie and a Shovel

Modern General
637 Cerrillos Road, 930-5462

If Modern General were a song, it would be “I’m Too Sexy,” but instead of this shirt or car or party, it would be too sexy for this shovel, wheelbarrow or household kitsch found in other function-over-fashion hardware stores. Or, for that matter, your squeezed-sometime-last-month smoothie. The shop looks like a Pinterest aficionado’s dreamland, stocked with household sundries that pack a stylish punch in everything from gardening tools to cookbooks, pottery and cacti. Need a refreshment after all that dream-home planning? Sample from their all-day breakfast menu or freshly made smoothies. (EM)

Best construction store in which to keep it local

Empire Building Supply
1802 Cerrillos Road, 982-2646

One of the most harrowing retail experiences known to all humankind is the act of looking for help inside a big-box home improvement store. While there are many, many great people who staff our local DIY warehouses, the most delightful in my experience can be found at Empire Building Supply, which has been open since 1954. I suspect that too many Santa Feans think Empire only serves contractors and building professionals, but on dozens of occasions, I have been meticulously guided through my layman remodeling projects by their employees. I don’t enter their doors worried that I might not know the difference between a carriage, lag and flange bolt (although it’s helpful to do your research), because someone is always happy to walk me through what I need. Also, a great yard crew means you don’t have to carry a thing (until you get it home). For this sense of empowerment, my somewhat sensitive homebuilder ego is infinitely grateful. (TEL)

Best Specialty Clothing Store

Caballero Boots & Fashions
1915 Cerrillos Road, Ste. 2, 473-1217

Baptism. It’s one of those Catholic rites of passage that bestows upon you the ability to be forgiven, to reveal yourself to God on a personal level, to even rise from the dead, for Christ sake, once your time is up. So it’s only fitting that your parents buy something nice for you once the priest splashes water all over your forehead, and you can’t get a better deal than at Caballero Boots & Fashions, which has the cutest and whitest outfits for both boys and girls who are about to receive the first in a long line of sacraments. The place also deals in genuine leather belts from León, Guanajuato, a universal standard-bearer of such products, and they only run $21. And if you want one of those cool Mexican hats, or gorras, to blend in with the cool kids, they run $18. My favorite in particular is that of Jesús Malverde, narco saint and Mexican equivalent of Robin Hood. Órale, oo-de-lally. (TR)

Best New Store that Helps You Realize Video Games Have Become a Baffling Ordeal and Makes You Long for a Simpler Time

8-Bit Retro Video Games
1964 Cerrillos Road, 820-0629

Opened recently by über-nerds Josh Ramos and Gary Cordova, 8-Bit Retro Video Games comes with an easy-to-miss but built-in lesson about the gaming industry—the classics never go out of style. Y’see, we live in an age where the game consumer demands the height of graphical excellence but doesn’t understand that this comes with the cost of cutting corners to turn a profit. So if we look back to the era of the Super Nintendo or Genesis systems, we begin to notice stylistic choices and design decisions that were forced to work within limitations that sparked the type of creativity and art direction that still works to this day. Ramos and Cordova know this all too well, and thus, their new store was born. “As a ’90s kid I was always playing my [Nintendo] 64 or my older bother’s NES, and I guess I just never really grew out of it,” Ramos says. “With the only retro stores in the state that I know of being in Albuquerque and Las Vegas, why not bring a retro store to Santa Fe?” Adds partner Cordova, “It’s a grand way of bringing the community of Santa Fe and retro games together.” Oh, and they do carry semi-newer games as well, so don’t freak out, younger gamers. Look, just visit ’em, OK? (ADV)

Best Place to Find Everything You’ll Ever Need

Five & Dime General Store
58 E San Francisco St., 992-1800

Take a stroll through the Five and Dime, and you’ll find everything. From cowboy hats to cigarettes, Star Wars lunch boxes to Southwestern spices, hodgepodge to bric-a-brac, there seems to be nothing lacking in the local establishment. Some stuff is striking simply because of the context you find it in—like extension chords or plastic coverings for electrical outlets. A lot of it is striking because you don’t know where else you could find it—fake IDs of B celebrities, what may be the most comprehensive collection of John Wayne mugs in the country, redneck bottle openers or toy Pan flutes. It is their aim, I’m certain, to make sure everyone finds some token, souvenir or necessity that best suits their needs. In the end, I cave and buy light coverings in the shape of red and green chiles. With these, it can be Christmas all year. (NA)

Best Jesus-Approved Sunshade

Enrique Limón
Cornerstone Christian Books, etc.
1716 St. Michael’s Drive, 473-0306

If ever you need your faith reaffirmed in the shape of religious night lights, self-help books and a statue or two, there is only one place you should go: Cornerstone. Inside its expansive St. Mike’s locale, you’ll find everything from silicone spatulas emblazoned with messages like “Taste and see that the Lord is good (Psalm 34:8),” tomes like The Bible Cure for Irritable Bowel Syndrome ($6.99) and vanity plates that let everyone in the parking lot know who’s boss (“Jesus Inside” reads one, riffing off the Intel logo). Summer is upon us, and while some of you go for those big-box pop-up shades in tones of silver (the color of choice for heathens), I opt for a holier-than-thou Inspirational Auto Shade. At just $14.99, they come imprinted with slogans like “Pray more, worry less,” the Star Wars-themed “May the Lord be with you,” and my personal fave, “My lifeguard walks on water.” Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, my backside will not scorch upon touching the seat. (EL)

Arts & Culture

Best of Santa Fe 2015

Best of Santa Fe 2015Wednesday, July 29, 2015 by SFR

Best Blast from the Past

Enrique Limón
Monroe Gallery
112 Don Gaspar Ave., 992-0800

Charming and ethereal, powerful and thought provoking, no two visits to Monroe Gallery are the same. The product of owners Sid and Michelle Monroe’s love for great photojournalism of the Time/LIFE era keeps the inventory simultaneously pragmatic and poignant. “I just can’t think of anything more compelling or dynamic than chronicling our human history, our progress and our failures; our agonies of defeat and extraordinary moments of elevation,” Michelle says. Through Sept. 27, Monroe hosts The Long Road: From Selma to Ferguson, which began as a commemoration of the historic march. “We thought we had finished this show in 2013,” the gallerist continues. “Events started to unfold in Ferguson and Staten Island, in Cleveland with Tamir Rice, that presented such an extraordinary/terrible opportunity to make it a bigger conversation about how far we’ve come and what accomplishments have we let slip.” (EL)

Best Venue for When You’re Sick of the Same-old, Same-old

2889 Trades West Road, Ste. C, (832) 622-3079

Nestled down within the storage units and warehouse spaces of the burgeoning Siler Road arts district, you’ll sometimes hear the muffled sounds of local and touring bands, and it’s not coming from Duel Brewing or Meow Wolf or High Mayhem. OK, maybe it is, but for the purpose of this thing, we’re talking about Ghost, the newest little house venue that can (and should) and probably will. Run by the folks who call it home, alongside promoters from the now-defunct house show space Pink Haüs, Ghost has been quietly going strong for several months now. And while the downtown spots or even certain other house-like concert spaces seem to focus hard on their preferred genres, it isn’t unusual to see more styles of music in one night at Ghost than other venues get in a year. Metal, punk, electronic, rock, indie, folk…you name it, they’ll do it, and everything is by donation! Great plan? You bet. (ADV)

Best Adjoined Concert Venues that Are Off the Beaten Path but So Totally Worth it

The Cave and Radical Abacus
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Within the burgeoning house venue milieu are two warehouse/residential spaces whose tenants have chosen to transform into anything but another boring live/work space. We speak of The Cave (formerly Dave Cave) and Radical Abacus, a bisected warehouse space that offers up two sides of the same DIY coin. The Cave showcases metal bands—both local and touring—pretty much all the time, while Radical Abacus hosts the more experimental world of musical creation, or even super-cool ’60s-themed dance parties. Both spots are a testament to the age-old truth that young people will get sick of their musical surroundings and take it into their own hands to innovate and excite their peers (and older folks). It’s a lot of hard work with very little payoff, but when you’re young and in love with music, that hard work pays personal dividends. It also translates into those hidden gems within a city that can make us all proud we live here. And so to both of y’all venues, we salute you and say that you are totally noticed. Keep up the good work. (ADV)

Best New Band Comprised Entirely of Teenagers that Makes Aging Pop-Punk Guys Look toward the Horizon and Sigh Wistfully

Luck Streak

Pop-punk doesn’t get enough credit. Probably because bands like Blink-182 and Strung Out ruined it for everyone, but if we look to bands like Descendents or Jawbreaker or even the Ramones, there is a rich tradition of deceptively simple music that speaks to the emotional inner narrative we all experience and conveys those feelings through accessible music. It’s a genre that seemed lost in Santa Fe, but one that is slowly making a comeback thanks to acts like Almost a Lie and, my personal favorite, Luck Streak. The band proves to be masters of melody and champions of an aging style, and anyone who fondly recalls the early ’90s pop-punk push will surely find themselves staring off into space and longing for a time when these bands roamed the earth. Luck Streak seems to have a strong respect for the bands that once made this sound great, and while they still have a ways to go before they themselves reach greatness, they’re one of the most promising new local bands in recent memory, and one made up entirely of teens. Watch your backs, bar bands and baby-boomer blues types—Luck Streak is going places. (ADV)

Best Used Bookstore that’s Sure to Charm You

Big Star Books & Music
329 Garfield St., 820-7827

Located in the Railyard neighborhood, Big Star occupies a small house that stands alone on a semi-busy corner. It’s a white house with a blue door and blue trimming; sunflowers grow in the front lawn; a sign outside of it simply says “Books.” The porch is full of discounted books on carts. Inside, one finds nice wood floors and a cozy setup. Given its size, Big Star has a vast collection of high-quality and affordable used books. Here you might find everything, from first editions to recent best sellers. They have a comprehensive selection of most genres, a good number of audio books and, for all those wary of advancements in technology, a healthy library of CDs and cassettes. You may find yourself losing track of time, but don’t worry: It’s a part of the charm. (NA)

Best New Train-Themed Mural

Enrique Limón
Mural on the side of Sage Inn
725 Cerrillos Road

Santa Fe-born artist Sebastian “Vela” Velazquez worked with local youth community service organization Teen Court to adorn the side of the Sage Inn with a marker of the history and the future of Santa Fe’s love affair with trains. The mural, which faces Cerrillos and Don Diego, depicts a conductor leaning from the window of a train against the backdrop of one of those brilliant New Mexico sunsets. “That wall had been graffitied before in the past, and they kept having to invest money to paint over the graffiti, so they brought me into the project to beautify the wall,” Velazquez says. The nearly 50-foot-long mural recalls the currently running Rail Runner but replicates the Santa Fe Railway’s legendary luxury train, the Super Chief, which served as a main source of transport for the city while it ran from from 1936 to 1971. The subject seemed a good fit, given the proximity to the bustling Railyard and the pending opening of a restaurant at the inn called Derailed, Velazquez adds. He’s also worked on a new mural a few blocks down on a dry cleaners that depicts downtown Santa Fe and its festivals, including Zozobra, and says more murals are in the works in the city. Just pull over to the side of the road before you stop traffic to stare. (EM)

Hardest-Working Guy within the Local Concert Promotion Game Who You’ve Never Heard Of

Geronimo Darras

We all know about local promoter Jamie Lenfestey and his many excellent shows over the years with Fan Man, Heath Concerts and now AMP Concerts, but what you may not know is that the man doesn’t do it all alone. By his side through thick and thin has been Geronimo Darras, a man who came up in the Los Angeles music scene of the ’80s and who has that old-school work ethic us millennials just can’t seem to hang with. For every one of Lenfestey’s shows, Darras is there working his ass off, be it through flyers and promotion before the big day, logistical support leading up to showtime, stage management, angry band deflection and on and on. “Geronimo has been my concert business soulmate since we first started working together 15 years ago,” Lenfestey says of his partner. “Often when I am advancing a show, the production manager will ask if Geronimo is going to be there, because then he knows it is going to be a good day.” (ADV)

Hardest-Working Metal Guy Who Looks Totally Scary Onstage but Is Then the Nicest Dude Ever and Basically Makes Anything Metal that Goes Down in Santa Fe Happen

Augustine Ortiz

Perhaps you’ve seen Augustine Ortiz performing with bands like Carrion Kind or the newly minted Dysphotic, but what you might not know is that he does so much more for the scene. Sure, he looks a little scary onstage with his trademarked “I’m shredding, dammit!” grimace, but when he puts the guitar or the bass down, he is one the hardest-working promoters/audio engineers our city has to offer, and one of the nicest dudes you’ll ever meet in your life. He was the mastermind behind the tragically cut-short Six Feet Under show, he’s brought bands like Intronaut through town, he’s provided audio assistance for so many locals it’s crazy and he’s done all this while being one of the most accessible and friendly people. He’s the kind of man who inspires excellence and who gives so much of himself to the scene he loves, and that’s the kind of attitude we could all learn from. (ADV)

Best Movie Theater that Lives Up to its Bumper Sticker Slogan

Enrique Limón
The Screen
1600 St. Michael’s Drive, 473-6494

A Screen bumper sticker proudly proclaims, “I’d rather be watching obscure World Cinema at the Screen.” And it has long been the place to fulfill this preference. Built on a former soundstage and used for film classes by Santa Fe University of Art and Design, the single-screen shows high-quality films found nowhere else. From a documentary about Cambodian pop stars to a three-hour medieval period piece/sci-fi epic by a late Russian director, there is no stone left unturned. Or, better yet, the Screen turns over the stones that other theaters in town simply aren’t interested in. That’s not supposed to reflect poorly on the other theaters in town—by playing what they play, the other theaters allow the Screen to fill a niche that would otherwise be lacking. And the Screen fills it well: I’ve seen films there that I’d never expect to see in a theater—leaving me happy with all my turned stones. (NA)

Best Band Member Who Just Kind of Does His Own Thing While Vastly Improving the Overall Sound

Gunnar Lyon—As In We

I think we’ve all proven that, as a town, we love As In We. It just makes sense, really, because their heavy-meets-poppy through a mathematically challenging prog-rock lens works for fans of just about any genre. And even though credit should and does go to the guitarists and drummer of this talented young group of musicians, it’s time to pay respect to the oft-underappreciated members of the rhythm section and a man who is a stellar songwriter in his own right—Gunnar Lyon. I very briefly jammed with him some time ago, and it opened my eyes to the brilliance of Lyon’s style. He understands that the bass is there to provide the bones of the song, but he has an incredible, off-kilter style and effortless ability to somehow see the overall format of the song and completely alter it for the better with even the simplest of added notes. And so I posit the theory that As In We would be a completely different band without him, and one that isn’t nearly as good. (ADV)

Best Octogenarian Thespian

Enrique Limón
Cliff Russell

By his own admission, Cliff Russell waited a while to surrender to his muse. “I was 65 years old before I ever set foot on a stage,” the veteran post office clerk says. “I got kind of trapped into it by my daughter. She was in a play called El Baile—which was written by Joey Chavez, a local playwright—and I walked into her rehearsal and the director of the play saw me and said, ‘You’re my Alfredo C de Baca,’” he reminisces. “I hadn’t even opened my mouth.” He’s been “hooked ever since” and is now a mainstay in several productions, including Fiesta Melodrama. “I played the only full-blooded gringo Don Diego de Vargas,” the Connecticut native says of some of his more memorable roles, “and he was 204 years old. I came out of a trap door, like I was coming up out of a grave, and then another one was when I played a gay barber who had an issue with the governor...My life has been a blast, and I love what I do.” (EL)

Santa Fe Untapped

Best of Santa Fe 2015

FeaturesWednesday, July 29, 2015 by Enrique Limón


Think of that for a moment.

Sure, it can be a stellar lunch, a beyond memorable concert or that little shop which never disappoints with its unique gifts. It can also be a dreaded road trip that you look back on now with beloved reminiscence, an unsuspected food truck you might have been wary of trying and now frequent or a hiking trail where you ate it and your best friends laughed uncontrollably for what seemed like an interminable time.

The best is subjective, and as such, this year's Best of Santa Fe cast a wide net. We asked our contributors, those born here all their lives and recent transplants alike, to talk about their favorite people, places and products, and showcase their untapped version of Santa Fe. One that might include a new live venue they're stoked about, a dish worth driving out of town for, a spot to explore wilderness without leaving the city limits, that one parking lot which drives them crazy or an unlikely urban philosopher who always knows exactly what to say.

This is our version of Santa Fe. The one that makes it into travel books and in-flight magazines, and the grittier one that lies just beneath the surface.

We were lucky enough that a son of Santa Fe, and a best in his own realm, Grant Kosh, accepted the offer of creating this year's cover. In what seems like record time, Kosh airbrushed the badass one-of-a-kind image on an actual car hood and instantly elevated our street cred.

We also asked for your input and for the first time embarked on a nomination process for our voting ballot to ensure your voice was heard. Readers Choice winners can be found below.

Whether you agree with the names on top or not, one thing is sure: For every nightclub Santa Fe doesn't have, options to take Mom out to brunch abound; a bevy of killer thrift and resale shops make up for each designer clothing store we lack; and for each skyscraper we're missing, 10 killer bike trails or galleries are calling your name. Countless adventures await. You just gotta look under the hood.

—Enrique Limón

Blurbs by: Nicholas Anderson, Alex De Vore, Rob DeWalt, Julie Ann Grimm, Enrique Limón, Todd Eric Lovato, Elizabeth Miller and Thomas Ragan.

3 Questions

with Lindsay Rose

3 QuestionsWednesday, July 29, 2015 by Julie Ann Grimm

Lindsay Rose, 33, is a licensed professional counselor who’s also working on a documentary about teenage drug addiction. As a way to raise money for that effort and because it’s a good project in its own right, she’s working with teens and local builders and artists to construct “free little libraries” that will be auctioned off later. Meet some of the project participants at Shake Foundation on Aug. 4 from 11 am-5 pm.

What’s attractive to you about the little free libraries?
The little free library slogan is ‘leave a book, take a book’...It promotes community because it builds trust among neighbors. Our free little libraries are going to have mission statements on them that say ‘How to Build Community’ and a few ideas. It’s a way for morals and values of the community to be seen locally among neighbors. Turn off the TV. Leave your house. Know your neighbors. Look up when you are walking. Greet people. Plant flowers. Use your library. Play together. Buy from local merchants. Those are just a few. I can keep going.

Why did you choose this project as a fundraiser for your work with youth and addiction?
It gets the kids who are displaced or who are in the system or who are drinking and drugging involved in a project that teaches them life skills as well as promoting and inspiring them to do their art...It is a healthy way for them to get involved in themselves. And the contractors who are helping them build the libraries and the local artists are all people who live in the community and who believe in youth outreach and helping the over 2,800 displaced youth in our community. It is teaching them that they are important and that we believe in them.

What is it that made you personally want to get involved with this work?
I come from a family of addicts, and I have been through my own addiction, and I have always done my best work with teenagers...I am very passionate about what I have been through and what my family has been through and how successful we have been in facing our own shit.

Sons of a Gun

Get ready to get metal, Santa Fe

PicksWednesday, July 29, 2015 by Nicholas Anderson

It’s been awhile since Denver-based metal band IAMTHESHOTGUN has played a show in Santa Fe. In fact, it’s been so long that the only remaining member is guitarist Bryan Pelle (the show was in 2009). “Albuquerque’s been getting all of our love,” Pelle says abashedly. But with a re-emerging metal scene and a new crop of young talent, Santa Fe may be getting some of that love back.

And despite his absence, Pelle remembers the area fondly. “I’m really pumped because of how awesome [the show] was last time I played here,” says Pelle. “I hope nothing has changed.” Contrary to this hope, a few things have changed—but for the better. None of the three bands playing alongside IAMTHESHOTGUN existed last time Pelle came through Santa Fe. And these younger bands have been a huge reason why the scene has picked up momentum in the past few years.

“We feel lucky to be a part of such a rapidly growing scene of bands and fans alike,” says Sleeptaker bassist Noah Trainor, who also reminds me that this show is the first all-ages metal show Santa Fe has hosted in a while. This kind of all-ages involvement may be a reason why the scene continues to grow. “The age of our fan base is all over the place,” says Pelle, “so it’s important to me to play all-ages shows.” It’s also more than a respect for one’s fan base that makes all-ages shows so important: These shows get younger fans into venues and allow them to experience the sense of community that a strong scene, like Santa Fe’s rising metal one, meets. Warehouse 21 has long understood this. That being said, the show will be metal as fuck.

w/Sleeptaker, Choking On Air
and Awakening the Dragon

6:30 pm Friday, July 31. $5.
Warehouse 21
614 Paseo de Peralta,

Infinite Finto

Mozart’s troubled school for lovers

OperaWednesday, July 29, 2015 by John Stege

Forget Mozart—for now. Instead, be diverted with thoughts of Jerome Kern. Of Oscar Hammerstein II. Of their 1927 hit, Show Boat. Of Francesca Zambello’s recent revival at the San Francisco Opera, where Nathan Gunn (hero of Santa Fe Opera’s Cold Mountain) playing Gaylord Ravenal and Heidi Stober (heroine of our just-opened La Finta Giardiniera) as Magnolia Hawks serenade each other to the swoony tune of “Make Believe.”

Slow wind-up there. Now for a fast pitch. Try Englishing the title of Mozart’s charming 1775 opera. No can do, except for one word. Finta. That would be “phony” or “pretended” or—wait for it—“make-believe.” Last summer’s production of La Finta at Glyndebourne, reportedly all about finto, drove the notion straight into the ground: phony sets, phony costumes, phony gestures. And was rewarded for that relentless, concept-driven approach with reviews that were, um, anything but phony.

Well, of course, opera is all about make-believe. Nothing onstage is real. Artifice rules, even when it pretends it doesn’t. The greatness of composers, singers, actors, conductors and designers lies in their ability to trick us into thinking that their endeavor is, of all things, real—when we really ought to know better. Things get even more complicated when in La Finta, most of its seven characters can’t themselves distinguish between their real and their make-believe identities.

"This is the real Mozartean thing."

To wit: Don Anchise, the elderly Podestà (or mayor), thinks himself an ardent lover of the titular garden-gal, the Marchesa Violante, who’s make-believing as Sandrina, when in reality he’s a fatuous fop. His vain, abusive niece, Arminda, thinks herself a catch worthy of a count but can’t see beyond her own cold-blooded egotism. That count, Belfiore, equally egotistical as well as a shallow nonentity, harbors a secret, violent past as an attempted murderer of his ex-fiancée, Violante.

Nardo, a make-believe assistant gardener, is actually Roberto, the faithful servant of Violante/Sandrina. The only two characters lacking in finto are 1) Serpetta, the viper-tongued servant to the Podestà and Nardo’s snappish beloved, and 2) Cavaliere Ramiro, the clear-seeing, feckless lover of Arminda.

What fools these mortals be, to steal a line from A Midsummer Night’s Dream, a play whose action curiously resembles the present love-struck follies. The fact that La Finta had been rarely performed until recently may be due in part to the unpleasantness of four of its seven characters. That, combined with a preposterous plot—though no more inane than many, many others of the period—presents serious obstacles to a successful production, even while taking the teenage Mozart’s ever-more-mature music into account.

But fret not, dear reader. Miracles can happen. And did indeed happen last Saturday night with the opening of SFO’s delectable, delightful, delovely presentation of La Finta. Forget about make-believe. This is the real Mozartean thing. Sure, you’ll hear plenty so-called prefigurations of operas-yet-to-come. But just relish this production’s freshness, its pacing, its curious fusion of opera seria and opera buffa with an emerging genre of “sentimental” opera, especially present in the suffering of its heroine and the pathos-filled, climactic mad scenes that resolve the action.

A ghostly hand hovers over the SFO’s show as prepared and beautifully, bountifully led by chief conductor Harry Bicket. La Finta exists in two orchestrations. In that 1775 Munich premiere, Mozart presided over a pared-down band: strings, oboes, horns and (used once) trumpet and tympani. Its 1796 Prague revival added newly composed parts for flutes, clarinets, bassoons and double trumpets by an unknown re-orchestrator, clearly a keen observer of Mozart’s larger, later opera orchestra.

Erik Smith, annotating a 1991 recording, called this “a remarkably fussy and heavy orchestration.” Bicket and most listeners disagree. Herr Nameless’ score abounds with oh-so-apt accompaniments, played with late-Mozart elegance by SFO’s terrific orchestra. And the cast renews SFO’s tradition of marvelously matched ensemble work. Here the whole far exceeds the sum of its parts, although these parts be wondrously taken.

Item: Heidi Stober’s patiently suffering Violante, a study in sadness. Her heart-stricken lament, “Geme la tortorella,” tears at our sensibilities.

Item: An Arminda, the bella bella Susanna Phillips, who electrifies in her high-flying, furious “Vorrei punirti indegno.”

Item: As steadfast Ramiro, pure-voiced mezzo Cecelia Hall—noblesse personified in “Dolce d’amor compagna,” one of Mozart’s glorious, quasi-Handelian arias.

Item: The bewitching “Caro pupille,” Belfiore’s aria, graciously sung by light-voiced tenor charmer, Joel Prieto.

The bickering buffo servants, Laura Tatulescu (Serpetta) and Joshua Hopkins (Nardo), add fine voices to their seemingly sitcom portrayals. SFO veteran William Burden cheerfully swallows up the scenery as the Podestà.

A pleasant economy prevails in the production, starting with Bicket’s discreetly trimmed score, with just over two and a half hours of music. Tim Albery’s direction offers a loving, sympathetic take on the often-bewildering action, moves swiftly and is easy on the eye. That’s helped no end by Hildegard Bechtler’s handsome scenery, which gets cannily upset into wilderness mode late in the second act. Jon Morrell embellishes the scene with floriferous period costuming, and Thomas C Hase provides a lovely light.

As Count Belfiore and Violante awaken from their madness-trance and move toward the happy end, the heroine exclaims, “Che incanto è questo?” (i.e., “What magic is this?”). For an answer, just listen up to that benevolent brujo, Mozart, and his SFO confederates. Enchantment’s happening up at the Crosby Theatre. Carpe buffa!

La Finta Giardiniera
8:30 pm Wednesday, July 29;
8 pm Thursday, Aug. 13,
Friday, Aug. 7 & 21. $33-$300
Santa Fe Opera House
301 Opera Drive,

Death Came with Compassion

'The Farewell Party' takes a light-ish look at a serious subject

OkWednesday, July 29, 2015 by David Riedel

How does one die with dignity when suffering from a progressive, painful, fatal illness? If you’re Max (Shmuel Wolf), you ask your wife Yana (Aliza Rozen) to kill you. And if you’re Yana, you don’t have the intestinal fortitude (so to speak) to do it yourself, so you start pulling together a sort of death panel in the retirement home where you live.

That means consulting Yehezkel (Ze'ev Revah), a friend and retiree who spends his time tinkering in a home metal shop, and Dr. Daniel (Ilan Dar), a veterinarian who may have access to the kinds of life-ending medication they’ll need to perform the task. Yehezkel builds a simplified assisted-suicide machine based on an Australian inventor’s model (notably different from Kevorkian’s), Dr. Daniel supplies the drugs and his closeted lover Raffi (Rafael Tabor) provides a sort of put-upon moral support for all of them.

Only Yehezkel’s wife Levana (Levana Finkelshtein) really disagrees with the idea of helping Max put himself out of his misery. In fairness, the others don’t come to it easily. But they see suffering in Max and Yana that’s too great, and eventually they decide consequences be damned (assisted suicide is apparently illegal in Jerusalem, where The Farewell Party takes place).

Yehezkel’s machine is successful, Max dies and The Farewell Party wisely blends dark humor with the pathos that assisted suicide commands (in the movies). On the way home from ending Max’s life, Yehezkel drives down the highway like a madman and is pulled over for speeding. The cop, on the verge of giving him a ticket, is swayed by Yana’s sobs, thinking she’s burst into tears over the traffic infraction, then Levana's, then Dr. Daniel's. The overwhelmed cop gives them a warning, but the sobbing continues. “I said I’m letting you off!” he barks.

In movies like this, no one can just kill one person, and before long, someone else in the complex is asking Yehezkel and the team for a mercy killing. They’re appalled, but the old man is insistent, and soon they’re faced with a choice: Are they going to go into the mercy killing business? And it’s not even fair to call it a business—they don’t charge for their services.

As The Farewell Party stretches on, it’s in serious danger of overplaying its hand. There are only so many assisted suicides you can watch, no matter how much humor there is in the script by directors Tal Granit and Sharon Maymon. Plus, there’s a specific moral component that Yehezkel must face beyond what his companions must: Levana is suffering from some kind of dementia, and over the course of the film, it worsens.

Naturally, whether Yehezkel will perform for Levana the service that he’s provided for others becomes the crux of the movie’s final thirty or forty minutes. It’s just too bad that at that point, he becomes a total, complete and in all other ways shitbag of a human being, threatening to call the cops on his friends and letting his wife’s suffering go on and on. The Farewell Party is a lot more fun when it isn’t dealing with Yehezkel’s moral quandary. The guy’s a bag of wet noodles. Granit and Maymon may have been better off sticking with Dr. Daniel and Raffi, two more appealing characters, whatever their faults.

But that’s how the movies about moral hang-ups go, right? The secondary characters are always more interesting than the leads. Such is life. Or death.

Directed by Tal Granit and Sharon Maymon
With Revah, Finkelshtein and Rozen
CCA Cinematheque
92 min.

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