New Birrieria Just Dropped

 I've been eyeing this spot as it prepared to open. It's on Franklin, right next to El Gallo Giro. El Gallo Giro used to be Mariscos Mazatlan, and I liked it. Not sure about El Gallo.

Anyway, I've been watching this spot because Guadalajara is known for goat birria, and I had the best of my life there. So yay, it's open and they said they opened in April.

Here's the cute interior, some murals of old-timey Guadalajara. Paper towels on the table (good sign), menu that ONLY offers goat and beef birria (great sign!)

Picture of Pedro Infante, even though I know from having spent time in Mazatlan that he is from Mazatlan. But I guess everyone can claim him,

Serious-looking chili oil on the table.

After a wee bit of a wait, my two tacos of birria de chivo arrived. I was there around 130, a sign in the restaurant said that there were tortillas hecho a mano from 7 am (!) to noon on the weekends, with a little portable grill set up but not on. From the look of these tortillas, on weekends they probably make a big stack and then reheat throughout the day. So not fresh off the grill, but not packaged either. I am looking forward to coming back and getting the caldo de chivo.

Goat on the way out the door telling me to come bbbaaaaa-ck and I will.

New York City review

 Best city in the world?!?!? Just might be.

Other than that, went to see double feature of The Queen/Funeral Parade of Roses last night for the Dreamland takeover of The Crest. 

The Queen is just a classic, classic top documentary. Gorgeous to look at I could just eat up all the clothes and interesting faces and accents. It's only an hour and it's set in a 1967 drag competition. Do yourself a favor and watch it. Crystal Labeija going off about the competition winner is a must-see

I will admit that I was quite tired by the time Funeral Parade of Roses started. It was the late late hour of 845. For one, I woke up at 530 am as I often do. For two, I had  had 2 Reality Czech pilsners from Moonlight Brewing from Empress ($12 each! am I at the fair?) For 3 full disclosure I had also eaten: 3 birriera tacos one small popcorn (light butter), and a piece of banana bread sold by the nice Bread by Beth lady who was holding a pop-up inside Empress.

Also, the Crest seemed to be *lightly* airconditioned if at all by this point in the eve. And I was developing a headache, probably due to all the aforementioned factors. So the deck was stacked against me on enjoying this movie. But I was oh-so-brave and persevered, mostly because I did not want the Dreamland peeps to see me puss out and leave this movie that I know is very near and dear to them and therefore dear to me as well.

Funeral Parade of Roses is an absolutely bonkers artifact of a Japanese art film. It's transgressive if it was made today: reader, it came out in 1969!!!! I don't want to ruin any twist in case you want to watch it but let's just say it reminds one of a certain film whose name rhymes with moldtoy. 

Don't laugh when I say that I  kept my old ass out until past 11 to see this movie because I was inspired in New York to celebrate Art and Beauty when I can find it and nothing about this miserable crummy world can keep me from doing that. As smiller will point out from the song that he hates "these streets will inspire you"