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- Mishkas Cafe
We all need caffeine!
Growing up I never liked coffee. During breakfast and 6:00pm coffee hour (which is a tradition in Peru, similar to tea time) I would see my grandparents, uncle and aunt, and my parents drinking black coffee. They seemed to like it. My cousin would put milk in it, but when I sipped to know how it tasted like, I would just put a disgusted face and gulp it down. I was not until freshmen year of college that I decided to really try coffee. My friends were always surprised that I've never really had any caffeinated drinks from Starbucks. One day one of my friends decided I had to try a frappuccino, so I did. I liked very much. Then, my super-coffee-lover current roommate encouraged me to other drinks, and so I did. Progressively, I was more open to trying different types of drinks not only in Starbucks but in other coffee shops. When my super-coffee-lover roommate told me that we could do homework downtown in coffee shops, I became curious. Going to coffee shops downtown, was like entering a whole new world. The music, the people on laptops, talking, drinking coffee, others outside with dogs, newspapers, or books. I felt like I was transporter to one of those french movies where people meet at coffee shops for either a secret mission or for a date. Mishkas is one of my favorite coffee shops, but Delta of Venus, the Rainforest Cafe are pretty awesome as well. I encourage anyone to just spend a couple of hours in each of them, do homework, read or hang with friends, and observe the atmosphere. I believe what is most entertaining about all the coffee shops is the atmosphere and what people usually do in each of them. I am glad that Mr. Novakovic was as stubborn and made Mishkas happen. He has made history by creating a place for people to meet and socialize. Like he said, people also have their first date or meet there. Probably a million of stories have happened in that small coffee shop throughout all of the years of its existence.
Coffee itself is a big part of everyone's life in the world. Morning coffee, afternoon coffee, or I-need-to-stay-awake-to-finish-my-paper coffee. Coffee shops therefore are an important part of Davis, and I can't imagine how it was like before any of these social coffee shops existed here. Just as much as going to the movies or going to eat at a restaurant, coffee shops are a destination that have transformed just getting a caffeinated liquid from a machine into a whole journey, including interaction with people, music, and art. I still don't know much about coffee but I accept that I enjoy it and I also enjoy the process of going to a coffee shop, ordering, seating down and do homework, either alone or with a friend. When time passes and I look back into my college years, the cafe culture in Davis would be one of my main memories.
There is never a lack of options here in Davis. Whether it comes to food, clothes, bikes, stores! It’s every hungry individuals dream. Whether your stomach is craving Thai, Italian, American, Chinese, and dessert food. Davis is ready to accommodate everyone and anyone’s cravings. For a small town,...
I totally agree! I would have to argue there is a lack of Peruvian food...and probably other countries that people don't really know about. In general, downtown mostly has restaurants in every corner. Walking through downtown is like window shopping for food. YUM
Why, hello there, and welcome to another Andrew web log. This is the seventh week of our “The Cultural Offerings of the City of Davis” journey. This day, we meet at 2:15 with Sinisa Novakovic, the owner of Mishka’s Café on 610 2nd Street. Initially, I thought our class...
I admire Mr. Novakovic as well. He didn't make the Varsity Theater, but it was a hook that came with buying the building next door, which is currently Mishkas. The Varisity Theater is an old theater of Davis.
Concerned with café culture, simply I guess its origin remind me Seattle’s Star bucks coffee. However, I was acknowledged another aspect of café culture. According to the owner of Mishka’s café( I have bad memory), he said how to start this store, and he also mentioned its role in Davis downtown...
I agree that with your statement about buying the Starbucks logo instead of the actual coffee. When I buy Starbucks, it's mainly for convenience, since is on campus, for social interaction or for other reasons that are not taste. Other cafes, like Mishka's provide taste and much more. Each individual cafe has something that makes them unique, which in my opinion is worth spending on.
In today’s class, we visited Mishka’s Cafe to discuss the cafe culture in Davis. Because we do live in a college town, there are many cafes around and Mishka’s is just one of them. To be quite honest, I’ve never really ordered anything there before but the gelato place right next to Varsity…
I agree that Mr. Novakovic is a great example of someone who wasn't afraid of taking risks. I think that everyone at some point encounters something that they fear won't work because it has a great chance of failing, but those risks are what teach us new things, those risks are changes to our lives. Of course, we shouldn't just jump on any crazy risky idea we have, but we should be more open to try new things. I also watch the Perks of Being a Wallflower! It was a very inspirational and beautiful movie that I believe everyone should see. I wish I had more time to watch more of the varsity theater movies. I don't even go to regal unless a lot of people persuade me to go see a movie with them. It indeed was a great class. I remember people telling me that everyone at Davis was really nice and being has shown me it is true. People ARE nice, and do care. Students and families care about support each other in business and other events. I guess that is what makes a community, the continuos mutual support between the people living in it.
Here are some of the things I saw at the Hattie Weber Museum that I thought were pretty cool. :) They all look in pretty good condition even if they are supposed to be old. I really wish I could go back to the time period where these were used & use them myself. I had to resist the urge to touch some of these things.
I keep remembering that most of the artifacts were donated from people that found them in their attic. I just picture myself wondering in the attic trying to find interesting old stuff, but I live in an apartment so that is not possible. If I lived in an old house, the first thing that I would probably do would be to search the house for interesting stuff, or secret passages!
When I first heard that my class was going to a museum in Davis, I got a little excited because I like looking at old artifacts from another time and imagining how life was then. While I was biking to the Hattie Weber Museum, I got lost for a second. I ended up biking to a building a street...
I also thought the museum would be bigger! It didn't disappoint me, but it was just different. When I think of museums, I think of the big gallery museums in San Francisco. The Hattie Weber Museum is a little but important part of Davis.
A small town can be a destination. Today we had two guest speakers that spoke to the topic of public theaters here in Davis. Our first speaker was part of the Davis Shakespeare Ensemble. He is one of the few acting companies here. Although Davis is a welcoming city of all the arts I was surprised...
I agree with your way of thinking. The people do make the destination. The Davis community is in fact a community. Unlike other towns we support each other and that is one of the most important characteristic that attracts people from the outside.
Night Bike Ride
Biking back home at night seemed like a hit of inspiration after being showered with so much talent. Wednesday night I went to an open mic. It was not technically outside campus, or downtown, but it was in no doubt a cultural event. This event was called SickSpits. My roommate persuaded me to join her after my long day of school to an open mic at the Art annex. Even thought I was tired I agreed to go. When the time came, she didn't want to go anymore but I decided to take a look before I biked home. It took me a while to find the building because I didn't know where exactly it was and it was dark outside. Right when I gave up and decided to go back home, I found the building. I parked my bike and when inside. There were a lot of people inside and it was hard to find a place to seat. Hopefully I found a girl from my french class and decided to be friendly and seat next to her. The show had already started but I wasn't too late. SICK-SPITS-PO-ET!! was shouted every time a new performer went at the front to recite a poem, a spoken word, sing a song, or even a comedy show. I learned to new kinds of clap: the shower clap and the power clap. The shower consistent of clapping once (sitting down) and then standing up right after and say: "sshhuu" making with your hands signs as if it was raining. The power clap was the same but instead of raining signs, it was a grunt along with a hip movement to the front. Every person who went upfront was a performer. The people who did spoken word shook my bones with their lyrical voices and powerful words. They talked about the holes in society, the notorious defects in our own nature, others had inspirational advice or even just stuff from everyday life. Poets had touching poems. Some talked about personal struggles, reflections over a situation, and abstract thoughts. The ones who sang gave everyone a break from the thoughts in our heads, or at least that is how it felt for me; peaceful. As I was sitting on my chair, I felt like the nerves in my body reacted every time I heard something that I could relate to. Every time I snapped my fingers to show my agreement, I felt it in my brain. In that moment, I only wished I had a pen and paper to write all of the thoughts that rushed through my head, so I could someday perform too. There were some performers that confessed that it was their first time upfront and the audience always responded with applause and positivism. Even when some forgot their lines, the good energy in that small room remained. When it all ended I noticed that what started with a "I'll check it out" ended with a "I'll just stay until it's done." I was surprised to see such a community event, mainly aimed to a young audience, allowed students to express their art to the public. Anyone could sign up and perform. The audience was great and abundant. There was always new people coming in to see the show and everyone felt welcome. The presenter said that the open-mic happened every first wednesday or every month. SickSpits has existed for a long time, according to him, and the only problem was location. I hope this event keeps happening because I would love to perform one day there and throw to the trash my fears of public performance. As I biked back, I decided to not put earbuds on and listen to music, but instead think at loud stuff I could say or write about. It was so much inspiration that I gathered from all the performances, but my bike ride was too short. I will get myself to write spoken word or a poem someday, I hope soon. Sorry I don't any media this time but the link for the event is here: https://www.facebook.com/events/230365510459205/?ref_dashboard_filter=calendar
Some of the things in the exhibition at the Hattie Weber Museum.
Where do you really come from?
Where I was born is a fact to me. Where I lived for most of my live so far is debatable. Where I will live in the future is unthinkable. Where I want to live in the present is variable. I was born in Lima, Peru, which is far, far away from Davis. I lived in many places once I moved to US, but the most recent one and the longest I have stayed at is Novato, CA. I lived in Lima until I was around 10 years old, and most of my happiest memories have taken places there. I identify myself as peruvian, but the influence of my own culture comes from both Peru and US. When I want to look at the history of my own town, I am not sure which one I should pick. Lima is the capital of Peru, and therefore was the center for most of the important events of peruvian history. Telling the story of Lima is not possible without including the history of Peru. The Incan empire is one of the most ancient cultures in America. Before the empire, there were a lot of small towns with their own different cultures. Some mummified their dead, others were great warriors, and others fished. After thousands of years, they were united to from an empire that ruled most of South America. Then, the spanish colonists came and ruined everything, at least in my opinion. They raped, killed and "conquered" the empire. Civilization became just another word for genocide. The ones that remained became slaves. Interracial reproduction between spaniards, indians, and african slaves led to a mix of the various races that now exist in Peru. There was also a big migration of people from Asia that added to the existing culture. The king of Spain ruled over the territory that once formed the Incan empire, and divided it into colonies that we now know as the South American countries. Each of the colonies claimed their independence after some time, and the republic was formed. In Peru, presidents were elected and years passed. Corruption always existed, and terrorist groups were formed. Mass murders were committed by the state and terrorist groups were committed, and there was a lot of tears. Currently, things got better, but there is no say what will happen. As a third world country, Peru is still hanging in there. Novato, CA is a small town. I am not ashamed to say that I know mostly nothing about its history because I only lived there for 5 years and no one really told me anything about it. According to wikipedia, Novato used to be home for the Chokeche, Puyuku, and Olompali. It was part of Mexico but was given to the US government. The early pioneers planted vineyards and orchards. Then a post office was built, a railroad, and school. Novato grew and became more technologically advance, as other small towns. It is part of Marin County, which apparently is one of the richest if not the richest counties in California. This does not reflect in Novato, but probably in the southern towns as Sausalito, Tiburon, Mill Valley, etc. Davis in comparison with both Lima and Novato, resembles more the small town history. When as class we visited the Hattie Weber Museum, we learned that Davis was a small town and that bicycles are a part of the history of Davis. Davis resembles the history of Novato. They were both small agricultural towns that developed over the years. Davis is more agricultural than Novato and bigger. Some of the things at the Hattie Weber Museum show the transformation of Davis, and the construction of more sustainable buildings. What I have learned from living in some many places is that all of them are a mixture of different cultures and traditions of the people who live in that territory. Davis is full of students from all over US and the world, Novato also has people from different places, and Peru has influence from its history and present immigration of people from the world. Culture is formed not from a constant setting of origin, but is a changing definition produced by the people who inhabit in the world. Culture is not limited by territory, but it is influenced by trends and ideas. At least for me, we all have our own culture developed from our experiences. History is one of the contributors to our own definition of culture.
10/11/13 Another day in the city of Davis! Technically, I do live here as a student. Today, I ventured further into the heart of Davis by participating in an art walk. Many of the restaurants, entertainment, and stores seem like family owned businesses, but that’s my...
Fuji restaurant is very yummy and cool! Also, Davis sushi buffet is also very good. I've been to both, but I prefer to eat at the bar at the sushi buffet. Every time my dad comes to visit me, we have our little tradition to go eat there. Please do go to the Red 88 and write about it! Actually, go to every restaurant that you can!
I have been a Unitarian Universalist since I was very young, so naturally when I came to Davis I joined the campus group. I was expecting to meet new people and maybe have some cool experiences, what I did not expect was the opportunity to get lost in a 40 acre corn maze in the dark. Today I went...
Sounds like a nice adventure! I've never heard about a corn maze, or if it was available to go and venture yourself in it. This activity will definitely be added to my to do list, along with bringing a flashlight.
The things I'll do for a Matcha Latte
My roommate Miranda and I always like to find to excuses to go to Mishka's Cafe. I was thinking about writing a blog entry and what a better place to do it but at Mishka's! Although it is often hard to find a seat, there surprisingly was an empty table today. On our way to Mishka's, we passed by Armadillo Music Store. I have spotted that store and its vinyl record on the sidewalk before, but I had never decided to step inside to buy something. Tonight, I decided to finally go in and see what it was about.
The store is bigger than what appears from outside. The vinyl records are arranged alphabetically and by genre. There are VHS tapes, movies, CDs, and even baby clothing with the Armadillo logo on it. Used stuff is sold for a cheaper price than the new stuff, which would be obviously expected. The background music was playing nice folk music, and when we asked the cashier which band was playing, she pointed to the sign next to cash register. "Elephant Revival," she said, "people like it a lot when I play it."
Although a short experience, it was interesting to see that the store had a plethora of genres, from relaxing music of nature to Lady Gaga. Within all those vinyls, we were able to find the Heartthrob album of Tegan & Sara. We could resist buying it and promised to listen to it as soon as we got home after our Mishka study session.
Miranda and I used to talk about how we loved to have a record player so we would have an excuse to buy vinyl records and play them. During the summer Miranda got one from her dad and brought it to our apartment. Because of this, we couldn't resist buying the album and promise to listen to it as soon as we got home after our Mishka study session.
On our way to Mishka's I was brainstorming to decide what I would write about in my next blog post. I noticed the wonderful little experience I had just gone through at the record store, and decided to go back and take pictures of the store. It was a little awkward but nice to go back to the store. After taking some pictures of the store, we finally got to Mishka's. I decided to order a Matcha Latte, which I've never tried before. Now after trying it, I've decided I love Matcha Latte and that it is my new favorite drink from Mishka's. Venturing into downtown always brings me a new experience. I remember how everything surprised me about Davis last year. At every turn there was something I could point to and say: "Look at that!" I find myself doing it now, even after knowing where most of the public artwork is located. Taking this seminar makes me visit downtown even when I feel lazy to bike all the way over there. Davis seems to never run out of things that amaze me. As for now, I just look forward to what Halloween events will be going on next week.
Lunch at a Forest?
I am different, I know. Sometimes my roommates tell me I am weird because when I eat around 4-6pm I call it lunch. They say that is called dinner. For me, dinner is around 8-10pm or even later. Anyway, currently I am about to have lunch at the Cloud Forest Cafe. Yes, I do realize it is possibly too late to call it lunch, but no matter how anyone calls it, I am about to enjoy a Cloud Forest Panini and a peach smoothie. The Cloud Forest Cafe has a very calm atmosphere. Music playing in the background is very soothing. There is not as many people as in Mishka's Cafe, but the ones that are here seem to be comfortable enough to concentrate on their work. The tables are full with notes, books and mostly Macs. On the walls, abstract and realistic paintings hang adding an artsy feeling to the place. When I first heard of this cafe, I was wondering if it would actually look like a rainforest, similar to the Rainforest Cafe by the bay in San Francisco which actually looks like you entered a jungle. This cafe is different. This is an actual cafe, where people come and drink coffee, and read or do homework in this case. I never knew about the cafe culture in Davis. I thought it was something that only existed in french movies. When my friend introduced this part of Davis to me last year, I was surprised and I found it really easy to embrace. This activity consists simply on grabbing your backpack or a book, biking or walking to any cafe in Davis, mostly the ones located downtown, ordering something (anything really!) and sitting down to do work while background music plays and the sun sets down. This is not for everyone though, because some people need extreme silence or no distractions at all. In my case, I need to be physically alone to read science or anything that requires memorization. For everything else, I greatly enjoy the atmosphere of cafes.
Of course, the experience is not the same for everyone. Just like I call my "dinner," lunch and how maybe I just eat really late lunches.
Cloud Forest Panini and a peach smoothie. (I don't own this picture)