Lincoln Heights, the TV show?

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It’s official: the media machine hates Lincoln Heights. Why? For this reason. Courtesy of the nice people at ABC, in Jan. 2007 the rest of the country will add one more name of a SoCal community that they can pretend to understand, our very own Lincoln Heights. Though Beverly Hills 90210, Melrose Place, The O.C., and similar forgettable shows created a problem of false expectations for their namesakes, it must have been easy to manage the eventual letdown when people actually visited those shimmering streets packed with monotony. We face a different fate, the prospect of diminished assumptions: the short promo video managed to pack in a police raid, the revealing statement “Gross…the way these people live”, a crack house, and “what kinda schmuck would move into this dump”, all in reference to LH. Aw geez, you little pricks are so kind! Did I mention it’s a cop drama? Yawn. And in a final nod at authenticity, the “drama” focuses on a Black family trying to make it in the “old neighborhood” along with a supporting cast of white people. Hmm, no Mexicans, no Chinese? That’s about what I’d expect.

It’s got flop written all over it, so it’ll be hello and goodbye soon enough, but it’s annoying that the media still has such a dysfunctional relation to the Eastside and Latinos. We tend to not exist in that world of representation, which is ultimately better because waiting for an accurate portrayal is a pipe-dream. I look forward to the disappointing ratings and eventual cancellation, maybe throw a good riddance party, and get cozy once again with the couch of obscurity. Besides, maybe this new perception of LH will make it the new Compton and slow the pace of gentrification, I guess it ain’t that bad! Screw them all the same, I’ll follow the lead and perpetuate my own myths about their drug-addled-neurotic-filled neighborhoods. Won’t you join me in this campaign?

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How to make Frijoles Refritos

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In our last foray into the kitchen, we had finished up making a fine pot of Frijoles de la Olla, and unless you’re an incredibly gluttonous pig, you should still have an ample amount of beans left over. If you did eat them all, be kind to your friends and make sure to stay away for a few days. For the rest of you, here’s another basic recipe that you can use, as you’ll not be wanting to eat them the same way. Fresh beans are delicious but if you warm them up the next day after refrigeration, you will be disappointed: the magic only lasts so long. Why do you think Mexicans came up with refried beans?

Contrary to their name, they do not have to be fried twice, and really, they don’t even have to be “fried” the first time, you just need a little oil for the cooking. So here’s how I make them: Click Here to continue!

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Post Office Upgrade

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LH residents may have noticed that our local Post Office has been undergoing some remodeling, and though they opened the new place a few months ago, I think the process is finally done. Spotted today was this flower box on the front window, acting as the bowtie to let you know that indeed, the gift they’ve bestowed upon us is complete. While the flowers are fakes, I’m sure the sentiment is real!

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How to make Frijoles de la Olla

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A friend of mine not-so-recently asked for my refried beans recipe, and I figured instead of just giving it to him, I’d just share it with everyone.

They are not exceptional beans by any means but they are quite good in their simplicity, and most of the taste comes from some hints that have been passed down to me from my grandma, as well as some tips I’ve picked up along the way. Also, I don’t use any lard as that is unbecoming to a vegetarian. It took longer than expected to write this up (sorry Bob!) but for whatever it’s worth, here it is!

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Painted Signs in LH!

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One of the first things gentrifiers do when they move into a neighborhood they plan to colonize is to start complaining; either about the people, trash, homes, graffiti, stores, or some other trivial thing they find of utmost importance. But I was still surprised when one of those cretins felt it necessary to criticize the use of painted signs on store fronts as “ghetto”, insisting that all stores should have some manufactured sign, like the boring plastic contraptions you see out in the shittier parts of town. Absurd! This sentiment is based on middle-class resentments for poor people’s DIY approach (otherwise known as making due with what you’ve got) and from an upbringing that rejects anything remotely non-conformist: is it any wonder the suburbs are packed with homes and stores bereft of creativity?

Aside from the class war issues, it’s a plain fact that painted signs are always nicer than the corporate equivalent. Well, mostly always. And in an effort to prove that fact, I thought I’d take another stroll down the neighborhood and snap some pics of some of our very own temporary works of art that serve to advertise local businesses. What they may lack in professionalism they make up for in creativity and color, and that makes them much more interesting.

Ready for the tour? Siganme los Buenos! Click here!

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Works of Fire

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Another unique aspect about living in Lincoln Heights, or East LA for that matter, is that on the 4th of July, you don’t have to travel very far to enjoy a fireworks show: the neighbors bring it to your door! Mind you, ALL fireworks are illegal in the city of LA, even the “safe and sane” type, but when has some lil’ old law ever stopped people from having a good time? I bet it’s been a shitload, but nevermind that. On the 4th, most people turn down the volume on legality and crank up the bass on celebration! And since breaking the law just a little bit -say by bringing in some of the ‘safe’ fireworks from the neighboring communities that sell them mostly to LA residents- is still breaking the law, why not go the extra step and break it all the way? Thus the reason for the vast amounts of crazy colorful rockets and the non-stop boom of M80’s.

I tried to capture some of that booming energy on video but I did a lousy job: I started too late and it was too dark for my camera to take decent clips. But who cares, i’ll post them anyways! Here’s a short video clip where you can still see some of the homes around LH. This clip has some nice bursts and a loud M80 boom. And this final clip is quite sucky in that you can’t see the young boy holding the roman candle; his dad just showed him the proper way to enjoy the risk of a burn! The candles always come printed with a safety warnings about placing them on the ground but who the hell can’t resist the thought of waving a wand that shoots colorful balls of fire? I know I can’t!

If the video clips do nothing for you, well then, here’s some text I posted a year ago on a local email list, maybe it’ll convince you to celebrate our changing seasons!

Los Angeles may not have the visual cues of the changing seasons, those supposedly beautiful times when green leaves turn a rotting brown or when the nourishing fluid rain becomes a frozen task on top of your car (at least that’s what the pages of Better Homes Than Yours tell me) but we can bask in the glory of our own changing climates, namely the shift from the common urban sounds to the glorious wisps of the pop-boom-pop of the firecracker season.

Yes my fellow neighbors, the celebrations of Summer are upon us, let us rejoice! For a brief moment we shall cherish the joys of the bone-rattling explosions, those thunderous acclamations that remind us that we are alive… ALIVE! We may desire to rest forever in our tranquil domiciles, with nary a bother but the postman, but the season has a mind of it’s own! It awakens us to remember that gathering humanity at the doorstep, to recognize those untempered masses with a singular pursuit for celebration. Though the 4th of July is historically irrelevant to Los Angeles, let us keep up the facade by encouraging the fireworks celebration, a bit of boom is better than irrelevance!

Boom-Chaka-Chaka-Boom! EL CHAVO!

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