Showing posts with label dancing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dancing. Show all posts

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Gumnaam! Gesundheit!!

As I go to bed considering the beginning of another week, I am saying a small prayer and hoping that I will wake up to this instead of another Monday morning at my job.

"Jaan Pehechaan Ho" - Gumnaam (1965)

I have never been a huge Bollywood fan but I have been converted - thank you Phil Moscowitz!!  At this point, this clip has pretty much all that I am asking for out of life.  However, if I can't have this crazy, dance party in waking life, I will definitely settle for sweet and swingin' dreams!


Cheers!

Mr. Tiny

p.s. How's that for short & sweet?

Monday, August 29, 2011

Birthday Pow Wow at The Wigwam!

(photo by Wigwam Route)

If you've read this blog for any length of time, you're sure to have realized that wacky tacky is defined in large measure by the reckless ingenuity of 20th-Century America.  From roadside architecture to flagpole sitting to marshmallow creme, industrialized America used its unique blend of innovative spirit, disposable time/income and constitutional freedom to create a trail of googie glory of from sea to shining sea.  The Wigwam Motel (est. 1949) in San Bernardino, CA is my "amber waves of grain" and it's enough to have me weeping through a spirited rendition of "America the Beautiful," or at least "This Land is Your Land."  You might remember that we have featured the Wigwam Motel in a previous blog post but when our friend Benny told us that he was planning his birthday party there, we decided that any time is a fine time to go sleep-y in a tee pee.  We briefly questioned our decision as on our drive out to the party the freeway traffic headed inland was disturbingly light.  Glancing across to the other side of the road, miles and miles of cars were backed up in their desperate race to the coast and cooler climes. 

Jennifer & Birthday Boy Benny

Our group filled every available wigwam and
anybody who had a vintage auto was obliged to motor in. 

Benny's ride

The festivities began with a no-holds-barred game of netless, vigilante volleyball.  It was a veritable version of the old west where rules were made on the spot but were really made to be broken.  I'm still not sure who won because every player proclaimed him/herself a victor.

It looks pretty tame but photos cannot convey the
cheap shots, gnashing of teeth and trash-talking. 

Mary enjoying the sunshine - it was over 110 degrees by 11 o'clock in the morning!

As the sun slowly sank over the peaks of the wigwams, the
temperature dropped and the party really got started.

A smorgasbord of party foods, grilled favorites and German-style veggies was laid out and "cleaned up" just as quickly.  Swimmers kept right on swimming and music wafted over the grounds of The Wigwam.  Fortunately, the motel's slightly-industrial surroundings allowed for all-night revelry and and our party didn't seem to disturb the neighbors.

The Legend with his jar of store-bought moonshine?

The amazing Miss Monica Marie -
genuinely nice and a swell dancer!

Ashley & Eva in a "candid" photo

With so many well-dressed attendees, one found wonderful clothing at every turn.  I got just a couple shots of some fashion accessory do's.


      Mary & Eva's matching, tooled-leather sandals                     Jeff's pow wow-perfect necktie

Dancing lasted late into the night/early in the morning.  For the first (and probably only) time in my life I didn't go to sleep until 5 o'clock in the morning.  It has probably become glaringly-apparent to readers and anyone who has met me but to state the obvious, I am SQUARE.  I am like an eighty eight-year-old man;  I like to have dinner around 4:30 and most nights I am contentedly snoring by 9 o'clock.  But a party is a pow wow and I didn't want to be the first brave back in his wigwam!

                 Sergio & Linda "Queen of the Mambo"                    Richard & Kitty

Mary takes a lesson

Why is it that on work days I have to drag myself out of bed but on mornings when I have every right and reason to sleep in, I wake up bright and early?  Even after dancing all night, I awoke with the sun.  I blame a pitiless, internal alarm clock and the neighborhood roosters - seriously.

You are now rethinking your very harsh judgment of San Bernardino
and planning your wigwam retreat aren't you?  Aren't you?


When we left, the thermometer reading was 115.  As we made our way home, there was a nearly-40 degree drop in temperature; we're thankful for wigwams with air conditioning but even more grateful for ocean breezes.  Thanks Benny for getting the gang together for a heap-good party!


Wigwam Motel #7
2728 W. Foothill Blvd.
San Bernardino, CA
(909)875-3005


Cheers!

Mr. Tiny

p.s. There is a little contraversy as to the exact location of the Wigwam Motel.  The motel's website lists a San Bernardino address but many books and websites site Rialto as the home of the motel.  Rest assured, if you ever find yourself on Foothill Blvd in Rialto/San Bernardino, you will not get lost; the Wigwam Motel will be the ONLY motel made of giant teepees.

Friday, August 12, 2011

Chow Time: Angelo's & Vinci's


I know our last wacky tacky culinary adventure left you perfecting your pasta twirling technique and it may seem a bit redundant to feature another Italian restaurant so soon.  Nevertheless, we are certified, spaghetti fiends and we just couldn't stay away from one of our favorite Italian grub hubs, Angelo's & Vinci's.

Angelo's & Vinci's Ristorante - Fullerton, CA

Opened in 1972, Angelo's & Vinci's is a wacky tacky masterpiece.  Located on bustling Harbor Boulevard in historic, downtown Fullerton, even the entry to this mecca of manicotti is festooned with with all things wild and wonderful from the old world. 

A detail of Angelo's & Vinci's front door

Miniature suits of armor stand sentry

I have no idea what activity is being depicted in the figure on the left, 
but I don't think the cherub approves.


We're serving dessert first in this addition of chow time and showing one of the best parts of the restaurant immediately.  Angelo's & Vinci's has a basement (trust me this is pretty unusual and exciting in Southern California)!  Lurking in said basement is a collection of aberrations so peculiar, so dangerous, so horrible that they must be locked in cages. 

Spooky!

Demented clowns and caged monsters are not really the scariest part of the basement;
the scariest part is the smell - sort of old refrigerator meets moldy carpet. 

Frankenstein's monster & dismembered bodies

Gorillas & Vampires - Dracula, you don't have to put on the red light!

The best part of the basement is the fact that the space is dedicated to such a silly exploit.  Our favorite A&V pastime is to lead the uninitiated down to the basement and hide around the corner so we can jump out and scare them.  Juvenile?  Uh-huh.

As frightening as the basement might be, the centerpiece to the entire restaurant is the main dining room known as the Piazza Fantasia.

The Piazza Fantasia
The Piazza Fantasia really is a fantasy of color, light, soaring ceilings and a truly-wonderful assemblage of junk!  Aerialists and acrobats swing from the ceiling.  Cured meats, pirates, Santa Claus, Italian poster art, The Phantom of the Opera and twinkle lights are only small parts of the larger wacky tacky equation.  There is so much visual stimulation that I see something new every time we go.

Dinner guests enjoying the atmosphere

Sometimes it is difficult to tell which part of the building is the scariest.  
I'm not so sure the basement would win.

Just one small corner of the room includes street lamps, puppets, a pirate and Pinocchio!

A wall of faux food helps recreate the atmosphere
of food stalls in an old Italian Piazza


Taking a page out of The Godfather, "The Family" is given a place of honor.
Speaking of family, the place is usually packed with hungry families.  Moreover, there is almost always a wedding reception being held; there are multiple banquet areas and the absence of a private party or wedding reception is an exception to the rule.  The first time I saw that people were hosting their reception at Angelo's & Vinci's, it seemed to me rather odd.  The regularity with which these celebrations are held there has me questioning my initial judgment.  Apparently, A&V's knows how to throw a party and the revelers seem to leave the festivities happy and full.

What does it all mean?

I'm not sure if we mentioned, but the food at Angelo's & Vinci's is pretty good too.  Their Italian dressing is amazing and every meal is served with delicious homemade rolls.  Pasta can be eaten many places but why not eat it in the under a tightrope walker?  Why not masticate your mostaccioli with monsters?  Why not slurp spaghetti where Santa Claus can see that you're being nice this year?  Why not go to Angelo's & Vinci's?  You'll be glad you did!


Angelo's and Vinci's Ristorante
550 North Harbor Blvd.
Fullerton, CA
(714)879-4022

Hours of Operation
Sunday-Thursday: 11am-9pm
Friday & Saturday: 11am-10pm

www.angelosandvincis.com


Cheers and Ciao!

Mr. Tiny