Browsing category: Food & Wine

Happy Hour at Bob’s Steak and Chop House

When we got married, I enjoyed learning to cook for my husband, but it was clear by the time we crossed the threshold that we had been raised differently when it came to what our moms had cooked for dinner. I - one of five kids in a large blended family - had enjoyed the best weeknight casseroles on the planet. He - an only child - was accustomed to a weeknight steak and four side dishes. Thirty-five years later, I'd be just as happy with a good, cheesy casserole, a slice of buttered bread and a glass of ice-cold milk.

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Coffee and Dessert at Cipollina (a West Austin bistro)

I haven't yet reached the place in blogging where people pay you to write nice things about them.  However, I've already decided what I will say when that time comes. I will only write about you if I can say nice things.  Especially when it comes to restaurants, I know that people work hard for their money, so I just don't want to call attention to any of them in a negative way.  We can leave that to the health department. If you see it on my blog, you'll know it was good. Even if they pay me to say it.  Now that we have that

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4 Great Places to Treat the Man in Your Life (Part 2)

We have a running joke between us. My man has a natural instinct for what works and what doesn't. What should be watched out for and what should be jumped into. What's gonna stink and what's gonna smell like roses. Except when it comes to movies.  We don't know how this can happen so inexplicably often, but he just can't pick a movie. We've sat through some really long and grueling this-is-two-hours-of-my-life-I'll-never-get-back films, preceded by him begging me to let him try just one more time. This one will be good, he

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Soup and Sandwich – at Garbo’s Food Truck

There are at least two things about parenting that they just don’t tell you in the manual.  1. You can’t really practice ahead of time how to use a rectal thermometer.   2. PTA will wear you completely out... in a very good way. The year we moved to the country so that our 5th grade son could raise and show pigs (yikes!), our rural school district was bursting at the seams. There were three schools in the district: elementary, middle and a brand new high school.  That meant that the parent/teacher organizations had to work

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Chicken and Waffles at Forthright

At the previous law firm where I worked, we had a white board. It hung inconspicuously, clean and dry, on the wall behind my desk - until Fridays. Once a week, when people were bringing donuts to share, and eating their weekly breakfast tacos, and wearing their jeans, I found that my coworkers could let their hair down, just a teensy, and share something about themselves on-the-white-board.  Sometimes I posted a question, like, "What was your favorite summer activity when you were a kid?" Or, at Halloween, "If you

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3 New Happy Hour Favorites

Austin is our first experience at city-life.  Like Eva Gabor and Eddie Albert in Green Acres, moving to a new spot sometimes involves a pretty steep learning curve! I probably saw all 170 episodes of Green Acres, over six seasons, and I don't remember Lisa Douglas ever learning to cook or clean. She just kept wearing her fancy jewelry and looking pretty - pretty out of place. When you move to a new place, whether rural to urban or city to country, there's going to be a learning curve. Some things are learned on purpose and

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Mother Hubbard’s Cupboard (She Should Have Gone to Trader Joe’s)

According to Wikipedia, the lyrics to this nursery rhyme were first published in 1805 and have remained largely unchanged. [caption id="attachment_1824" align="alignright" width="300"] Photo courtesy of Pinterest[/caption] Old Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard, To give the poor dog a bone; When she came there, The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none. Poor thing didn't have a Trader Joe's. When we lived 10 miles outside of town, I loved going to Sam's and stocking up.  We had 3 dogs, a horse, and several

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Small Plates are a Big Deal

Part of the pure-dee fun of writing this blog is scoping out restaurants so I can tell you about them.  Add to that the fact that some Austin restaurants have attained national fame, and I'm double-down for trying a new spot. One of our most in-the-know friends has subscribed to Bon Appetit magazine for years. Mention a spice or a restaurant and she joins the conversation with, "Oh, yes, I read about that in Bon (in her decidedly French nasal tone) Appetit (with a beautiful drawl and a lilting emphasis on the last syllable -

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Friday Lunch on Congress Avenue

Have I told you how much I love Congress Avenue? There's just a certain something special about it.  Here it lies in the capital of Texas, not at all hustle-bustle or in a hurry.  Nope - it's laid back. In fact, if you just say it kinda s-l-o-w, stretching out the syllables, enunciating with a d-r-a-w-l, letting the two words drip off the tongue like honey, until they sort of become one - then you'll get the feel -- the feel of Con-gressss-A-ven-oooo - Texas' most influential address. I had only seen the Capitol Building twice

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Gus’s World Famous Fried Chicken

Two known facts:  1)Boys like to eat.  2)Fried chicken makes boys very happy. We've eaten at lots of great Austin restaurants, but until Keagon came home begging and pleading for fried chicken, Gus's wasn't on our list.  I mean, yes, I love fried chicken, too.  I just usually think of getting a bucket for a picnic.  Or frying up a bunch in my mom's electric skillet for a Farmer Family Function.  That's on Sunday, though.  This was a weeknight.  Ain't no way I was going to fry chicken on a weeknight. But when the boy is home, and

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