Hoochie Mama

by Erika Lopez

Book Overview

Fresh from prison, Tomato "Mad Dog" Rodriguez returns to find her once-bohemian neighborhood overrun by yuppies drinking lattes. So she and Hoochie Mama, an old scam artist burlesque dancer, devise a... This description may be from another edition of this product.

• Format: Hardcover
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0684869748
• ISBN13: 9780684869742
• Release Date: April 2001
• Publisher: Simon & Schuster
• Length: 264 Pages
• Weight: 0.35 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.9" x 7.4" x 7.4"

Customer Reviews

Erika Lopez Scores Again

Great book and a wonderful finish to the Tomato trilogy of books. Hey, I'm a straight girl living in Virginia and I love these books. They are smart, funny, gritty, and worth every penny. Long live the mummu queens!

Slap my meat and call me dinner

Erika Lopez brings the Tomato Trilogy to a close with an intelligent guffaw burst. Tomato Rodriguez, fresh from prison (she only kidnapped her ex-girlfriend for a few minutes, honest!), finds her beloved San Francisco changed. It's been taken over by the evil Latte People! Ack! Unable to cope with this gentrification, she flees into the desert, where she encounters Miss Fabulous, a one-breasted owner of a radioactive barbecue, who helps Tomato find her inner Hoochie Mama. Misinterpreting her mission, Tomato storms back to San Fran with a new sidekick called Fishstick and proceeds to kicks ass and take names! Yeah! Oh, wait. That's not what she was supposed to do... Lopez gives us the smackdown on society with her sassy characters, meandering meditations, pork on a fork, and sparkling insights. It's a perfect blend of humor and education, and I'll agree that this is her best yet. I only wish the cover was a scratch-n-lick. Alas, maybe next time.

A knock down, drag out time, just what I needed!

First of all - I could barely get past the way cool cover. I want to color copy it and frame it because it is so stunning. My 10 year old son saw it and um, couldn't take his eyes off of it either (oh gosh, now he asking questions about chi-chis)...I got this book while at work and didn't talk to my carpool partner the whole way home because I was so excited to read it. I ended up reading it out loud! Hootchie Mama is a far out must have book for all women who can't help it if they are drawn to the wild side. The pages have entertaining line drawings that add to the spirit. Just buy it to see for yourself YOU WON'T REGRET IT!!

COULDN'T PUT IT DOWN!--FOR TWO YEARS!

Okay, I couldn't put it down because I wrote this book and it seemed to take forever to finish. Two years of paying such close attention to the hyper-gentrification all around me in San Francisco was like having my head held down in a toilet. Every day. Imagine that. / I would've liked to have put this book down--again and again--and LIVE my life before I was forced to leave the city. / You know, frolic in the wind, feed tuna to the pigeons, throw frisbees to stray dogs... that sort of thing. But no./I couldn't put this book down.So I think this book's the best one I've written. I could be wrong, very wrong. But I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say that I think it's great. Fantastic. Even woo-woo FUN. But we ALL know how rickety limbs can be... Just like some of our economic holds in America.Yes./And that's is the reason for the resentful, minimum-wage tone of this book. It's for the person who feels herself to be a part of the cleaning staff for this ROARING American party of over-achievers with perfect credit ratings... And those with a morbid curiosity about what it's like to be a renter, pillaging the sofa cushions for change, will find peering at this little tale as fascinating as a two-headed baby floating in a jar of formaldehyde and the county fair.But mostly, it's a scary, scary story to be read when your electricity's been shut off and you're gathering around the heating duct with your flashlight under your chin... read this in the wee hours of the night before your rent is due. It's a WARNING FOR RENTERS TO BEWARE... RUN AND HIDE...[Insert scream here.]...La la la.---Erika "Mad Dog" Lopez--------------