The Tamale Lady Strikes Back
Virginia Ramos, aka the Tamale Lady, paid a price for her ubiquity: the city shut her down in June, only days prior to her 60th birthday. (Apparently, thwarting a thousand hangovers does not constitute a public good.)
Anna Roth Just another night in the Mission.
Now, with help from Supervisor David Campos and other sympathetic city agencies and bar owners -- like the dudes behind her frequent haunt, the Eagle -- the Tamale Lady is getting a brick-and-mortar of her own. She's got savings enough even for rent in the Mission but needs extra funds for a full commercial kitchen build-out, which is where Indiegogo comes in handy (although the campaign is only at 20 percent of its goal).
But as everybody loves a party, there's one of those too, at the Knockout on September 19. "We <3 the Tamale Lady" promises good times along with some punk and power-pop, with performances by Grandma's Boyfriend, Scraper, Windham Flat and Quite Polite. You can crowdsurf while you crowdsource.
"I don't know you, but I love you, so don't do the chemicals, honey," read a banner at the Eagle for the Tamale Lady's birthday. If she ditches the Mission for Bushwick, you will be very upset. So do your part and love her back!
We <3 the Tamale Lady, Thursday, Sept. 19, 9 p.m., at the Knockout, 3223 Mission St., $5-15 sliding scale.