Everybody needs a favorite burger. In Amarillo, we had a favorite burger - or two. One family spot we frequented had a counter where you placed your order and they wrote down your name. After you found your table, you patiently waited until the familiar words rang out on the sound system for all the patrons to hear: Brenda, YOUR BUNS ARE UP. All the middleschoolers in our pack thought that was great fun. In Austin, when it's time for a burger (and somehow, we all just know when it's time, don't we?), we make a mad dash to the
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Not too long ago, I declared myself to be a trendspotter. Does anyone remember why?? No? It's ok. I'll remind you. There's a definite trend going on downtown. If-a you speak-a some Italiano, you might-a know what I'm-a talking about-a. Italian restaurants are the most happening spots for downtown dining right now. It's a trend, all right. Spotter here. Calling it. (Just let me revel in my rightness for two seconds and I'll be done. Promise.) We were introduced to this very cute Italian eatery by some new friends who
If there had been a university in all the land which offered a "Bachelor of Fine Arts - Dessert," I would have enrolled, made straight A's and proudly framed the diploma on a wall in my kitchen. My parents would have played bridge with their friends, discussed all the children's lives and have been able to do their share of bragging about me. "Oh, she's doing so well in school! But do pray for her. She's studying for an especially difficult exam this week on creme brulee and chocolate cake." Actually, with my very best Downton
If you're a list-maker, list-taker, list-lover like I am, you might also have a list of all the restaurants you've tried, liked, loved - or wouldn't recommend to anyone. I have such lists, and in the same order as the previous categories, my lists are long, long, long and short. Here's why. It's not hard for me to find something I like at pretty much any restaurant. Especially in Austin. While I definitely have developed a detailed list of favorites, I'm always game for trying some grub at a new spot or checking an
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.
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
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
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
Living the urban lifestyle in downtown Austin is an emptynester's dream. The moon is bright in the morning sky, and the pool lights reflect on the leaves of every cherished tree surrounding it. Whenever we get ready for a big weekend breakfast after a long walk around Lady Bird Lake, there are a jillion places in walking distance. However, there's only one with this kind of chicken and waffles. It's called Forthright. With a Name Like Forthright, It's Gotta be Good At the previous law firm where I worked, we had a white board.
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