we met our friend, clyde, at the national american indian museum today, along with his niece (shane) and his son (louie). we had never been to this museum before!!! (i think i'm embarrassed to admit . . !) the security check to get in wasn't fun. they make everyone remove their belts . . which included me as i was wearing a belt . . i didn't really like that.aside from the security check, it's a wonderful museum. i enjoyed the historical accounts of the native peoples, and felt it gave a good view of how and where the people lived, along with a sensitivity to their current struggles to protect their homeland from deforestation (in the amazon) and their beliefs from disappearing.
morgana and chanda recognized a mat used by the hopi indians for placing their corn bread on. they saw this on a reading rainbow episode, where a young hopi woman made bread on a slate over an open fire.
it's called piki bread, and is very, very thin! we were amazed at how she spread out the batter and then slipped it off the slate . .
at around canal street, we walked east to greenwich street, and walked home along there. we passed the cutest little red brick house.
it's home to a person who likes to collect and sell very obscure and interesting cookbooks! (joanne hendrick's cookbooks.) after reading about corn at the museum, we were intrigued by her window display, which featured an old colonial cookbook that talked about indian corn, a book called the story of corn, and her little corn shaped cups.



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