Ordered once again to amuse myself, I headed out the door. To get to the Pueblo Indian Cultural Center, I headed west on I-40, You would normally get off at the 6th / 12th St exit, go straight across 6th and turn right on 12th. Unless you’re not familiar with the area. In which case you do what I did and wind up going right on 6th and taking Menaul back west to 12th. Which turned out to be okay as it made the turn into the parking lot a right hander instead of left against traffic. I clarified the photo policy at the front desk (“Oh, just anywhere.”) and decided to have lunch on premise at the Pueblo Harvest Cafe & Bakery. While I didn’t avail myself of the bakery, I did have their ‘flea market sandwich’ which is “Frybread topped w/ sliced lamb, shredded lettuce, diced tomato & green chile”. The frybread was the size of the plate. I think that I should have just rolled it like a burrito but I only folded it like a taco. It was delicious though. The center itself, when I made it through the first floor and didn’t have much to show for it, wasn’t being really photogenic. Until I got to the bigger downstairs. It is full of pottery and art. The selections that I put in this slideshow are a smorgasbord of styles. Each pueblo had variations on the pieces that I chose to display. In all, if there’s one criticism of the center, it’s that there wasn’t enough emphasis on contrasting the cultural differences of each pueblo people. For the record, they are the Acoma, Cochiti, Isleta, Jemez, Laguna, Nambe, Ohkay Owingeh, Picuris, Pojoaque, Sandia, San Felipe, San Ildefonso, Santa Ana, Santa Clara, Santo Domingo, Taos, Tesuque, Zia, and Zuni
