Just in time for Christmas,
Designer shark teeth necklaces from the Mango Republic
Wearing one will make you feel like the luckiest kid to ever visit a Key West tourist shop.
This week you can even get one free with a Mango Republic T-Shirt order.
(Two designs available in both men's and women's styles, $18)
Our Mango Republic necklaces are quite affordable, especially for children who want to get their folks something cool for the holidays.
Prices are as follows,
Regular- $3
Glow-in-the-dark- $4
And the Ultra Designer Series (some of these glow-in-the-dark as well) $5
Note: No sharks were harmed in the making of these products
All teeth hang from luxurious 100% cotton string. No animals were harmed in the making of the string either, as far as we know.
Quantities are limited. I think I see kids lining up at the front gate already. If you'd like to come by our store on Palmetto Avenue (the online store is closed for the holidays), call or write at 305-448-3775 or bettermiami1@yahoo.com.
Best wishes for this special time from your Mango Republic
friends,
Glenn & Francesca
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Saturday, December 13, 2014
SIX SHOPPING DAYS LEFT IN THE MANGO REPUBLIC
This holiday season give the gift of mangos!
The Mango Republic will be selling beautiful, soft, 100% cotton t-shirts online for Christmas delivery until 12-18-14.
After that, well have them available at our home store. It is located at 3533 Palmetto Avenue in the tropical paradise known as Coconut Grove.
For more information go to www.mangorepublic.org .
Happy holidays,
Glenn
The Mango Republic will be selling beautiful, soft, 100% cotton t-shirts online for Christmas delivery until 12-18-14.
After that, well have them available at our home store. It is located at 3533 Palmetto Avenue in the tropical paradise known as Coconut Grove.
Happy holidays,
Glenn
JUDAH ROCKS THE GROVE
Francesca and I have been boycotting the Home Depot in the Grove since it opened 7 years ago.
It is our little protest against the Big Boxes that hurt communities and local businesses.
Still, when something interesting occurs in Coconut Grove, I want you to know...
Tomorrow, you can meet the great warrior,
EVENT: The Home Depot, Sunday, 12-14-14 11 am-1 pm
2999 SW 32nd Ave.
Coconut Grove, FL 33133
Go there and you can build
your very own Menorah as well as Meet Judah the
Macabi himself. You can crush fresh olives to make oil for your Chanukah menorah.
It's a free family event.
It's a free family event.
Everyone is invited to this hands on workshop. You can have a special
Chanukah experience. Meet the holiday's war hero, Judah the Macabbi (or someone who looks a lot like him).
Please don't ask to sit on his lap.
Please don't ask to sit on his lap.
Coconut Grove is different, there are no lap Santa's here. We have the butt-kickin' Judah instead.
Thursday, December 11, 2014
BASELED OUT
Last weekend, if you're anything like us, you visited Art Basel and got "Baseled out" very quickly.
The gigantic art fair has us enduring endless traffic and crowds every year to watch the 1% shop.
Does it make sense?
This color-changing robot could have been yours for 30 grand.
We began by touring "Art Miami". The huge art-filled tent in Wynwood is a small part of Art Basel. Being "The Grove Guy", they send me opening night tickets every year. This means Francesca and I can see some art while watching waiters zipped past holding trays of sushi high -out of reach- as they mutter, "This is not my area". We think they carry the same sushi all night -not giving it to anyone- to save money or perhaps it's some kind of performance piece.
cigar ring mandala
After we walked through a field of paper bags we walked out the door and headed home.
Our house is filled with art. Maybe we'll give you a tour of our museum someday.
Glenn,
The Grove Guy
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The gigantic art fair has us enduring endless traffic and crowds every year to watch the 1% shop.
Does it make sense?
This color-changing robot could have been yours for 30 grand.
Was it worth it? With everything unaffordable it was a museum experience for us. Also, we got to shop at a dollar store made out of cardboard...including the bathroom.
Nearby a lady emerged from a banana.
cigar ring mandala
After we walked through a field of paper bags we walked out the door and headed home.
Our house is filled with art. Maybe we'll give you a tour of our museum someday.
Glenn,
The Grove Guy
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Wednesday, December 10, 2014
BEESTS ON THE BEACH
On Sunday morning we watched Jansen guide two of his wind-powered plastic contraptions over the dunes and onto the sand. He spoke with a hundred admirers about his "new form of life"
that will "still be walking" after he is gone. To walk they need wind.
We stood waiting for it. The wind tried to reach us from the Northwest but was blocked by South Beach.
Staring at the beests, I marveled at Jansen's unique system of sails and struts that capture energy and store it, via air pressure, in plastic soda bottles. Amazing.
Theo dragged one of his babies into a tease of a breeze but it wasn't quite enough. We had to settle for a demonstration powered by an electrical air compressor. The sun doesn't always shine and the wind can forget to blow.
You can see Theo and the beasts marching at http://www.strandbeest.com/ .
BEASTS OF A DIFFERENT SORT
Wandering through the Art Basil-Miami experience can leave one jaded but every now and then you're surprised. On Sunday you could see Theo and his "beests" then,
marvel at the sand prints under them.
The City of Miami Beach apparently has a cadre of sand stamping machines that wander the shore every morning.
Careful, don't step on a star.
A BEAST WE'D RATHER FORGET
For those of you who wonder , "What ever happened to Generalissimo Franco?",
we found him in a Coke cooler at Art Miami.
-More on Art Basel later-
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Sunday, December 7, 2014
TELLING MARK GOODBYE
Over a hundred friends and family members gathered on Sunday to celebrate the life of
South Florida adventurer, Mark Reno. He passed away three weeks ago at his home in Kendall, the one he'd grown up in.
Just last month he had shown me his latest masterpiece, a three-hundred pound bench he'd
crafted from a fallen pine tree. Laying down on it I discovered it was a lot longer than me. Mark probably had plans to sleep on it.
Nearby was his handcrafted urinal guitar. He had shown it to me a few years ago while we chatted by his campfire. He always had a campfire. He found houses too confining.
Both the bench and the guitar were pure Mark, bold, sturdy, original creations.
Sunday afternoon everyone had a chance to stand on family compound's back steps to share Mark stories. His wife Ann remembered how he had courted her with a wildflower bouquet. She recalled lovingly, "He told me how each variety reminded him of a special part of me".
Cousin Woody had flown down from Bangor, Maine, to share how as a youngster, Mark had taken him out into the Everglades on a "mystery ride". They ended up at an Indian village where he traded an old appliance for a hog. Woody added, "We we got home he killed it. My cousin butchered it just a few feet from where I'm standing. I was aghast...and mesmerized".
A young mother remarked, "Six months ago, when he was dying, Mark insisted on climbing up on my roof to cut down a troublesome tree".
Mr. Reno was a big guy with a big heart (and a big chainsaw).
Finally, Mark's kids -Doug and Hunter- touched us with their memories as did his granddaughter, Chloe, with song.
The sun-filled afternoon was long and loving, a fitting to tribute to the cowboy carpenter who lived like no other.
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South Florida adventurer, Mark Reno. He passed away three weeks ago at his home in Kendall, the one he'd grown up in.
Just last month he had shown me his latest masterpiece, a three-hundred pound bench he'd
crafted from a fallen pine tree. Laying down on it I discovered it was a lot longer than me. Mark probably had plans to sleep on it.
Nearby was his handcrafted urinal guitar. He had shown it to me a few years ago while we chatted by his campfire. He always had a campfire. He found houses too confining.
Both the bench and the guitar were pure Mark, bold, sturdy, original creations.
Cousin Woody had flown down from Bangor, Maine, to share how as a youngster, Mark had taken him out into the Everglades on a "mystery ride". They ended up at an Indian village where he traded an old appliance for a hog. Woody added, "We we got home he killed it. My cousin butchered it just a few feet from where I'm standing. I was aghast...and mesmerized".
A young mother remarked, "Six months ago, when he was dying, Mark insisted on climbing up on my roof to cut down a troublesome tree".
Mr. Reno was a big guy with a big heart (and a big chainsaw).
Finally, Mark's kids -Doug and Hunter- touched us with their memories as did his granddaughter, Chloe, with song.
The sun-filled afternoon was long and loving, a fitting to tribute to the cowboy carpenter who lived like no other.
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Monday, December 1, 2014
HELP SAVE A GROVE JEWEL, COME TO CITY HALL MANANA, 3 PM
There's always a body count, city hall officials counting audience heads to see how much interest there is in an issue.
They'll be counting tomorrow when the City of Miami's Preservation Board considers a request to demolish the grand old dame located 3529 St. Gaudens Road.
Can we count on you being there?
The developer who recently bought the place wants to replace this perfectly good 1920's historic home with a couple of MacMansions.
Over 30 of us gathered last Friday to protest his sad but not surprising intentions. When the Herald photographer pointed his camera at us someone asked, "Should we smile?" I voted "no".
Relaxing at the end of St. Gaudens Road
Why not come to City Hall to cast your vote tomorrow (Tuesday, December 2nd, 3 pm) ? Be a part of the upset citizenry supporting the cause. Let leaders know that preserving our past is important.
They'll be counting tomorrow when the City of Miami's Preservation Board considers a request to demolish the grand old dame located 3529 St. Gaudens Road.
Can we count on you being there?
The developer who recently bought the place wants to replace this perfectly good 1920's historic home with a couple of MacMansions.
Over 30 of us gathered last Friday to protest his sad but not surprising intentions. When the Herald photographer pointed his camera at us someone asked, "Should we smile?" I voted "no".
Why not come to City Hall to cast your vote tomorrow (Tuesday, December 2nd, 3 pm) ? Be a part of the upset citizenry supporting the cause. Let leaders know that preserving our past is important.