50 years of NorthPark


NorthPark is one of my favorite places in the world.  Sure, I like to shop, but that’s only a fraction of the attraction.  I just like to be there.  When I visit NorthPark I feel cooler, sleeker and more hip than I do anywhere else.  They are celebrating their fiftieth birthday with several weekends of fun.  Let me tell you about it.

Love in My Inbox

The first thing I do every morning is check my Gmail inbox.  Most of what’s there is deleted before I even look at it.  I really hate how many companies think they need to contact me daily.  NorthPark sends me a love note about once a week but I never delete their emails.  Instead, I pore over their communication carefully, looking for a reason – any reason- to visit my favorite place.

A couple of weeks ago the love note invited me to come celebrate NorthPark’s Fiftieth Anniversary.  My head was immediately filled with happy images:

  • BLT sandwiches at the Woolworth lunch counter with my mom
  • the baby blue pantsuit with a pirate blouse from JC Penney’s that might still be the favorite outfit I’ve ever owned
  • working part-time at Lord & Taylor where I met my very best friend
  • the sound of the wooden floor inside The Carriage Shop
  • Jambon Moutarde Crepes at the Magic Pan

That’s just a sample from a very long list of pleasant memories I associate with NorthPark.  You won’t find any of those things at Northpark any longer, but they live on inside my head.  When it first opened, NorthPark only had 3 anchor stores, the movie theater was separate from the mall and food courts were unheard of.  It’s evolved over time, but I loved it from my first visit back in 1966.  We’d just moved to Texas and the mall, one of the nation’s first enclosed malls, had been open for about a year.

Ready for Fashion

Ready for Fashion

Focus on Fashion

My email love note informed me the first weekend of NorthPark’s celebration would be all about fashion.  The North Court would be turned into a venue for two days of fashion shows, one right after the other.  Well, this was just too exciting!  What was even more exciting was free admission.  Well, you could pay, which would guarantee a prime seat and a split of champagne, but I’m very into free.  I started reserving my seats immediately.

I’m fortunate to have a wonderful stable of friends.  They help me enjoy most of my adventures, but last weekend was a busy one and everyone had something going on.  I considered blowing off the whole thing and doing something like attending to my ever lengthening to-do list, but only for a moment.  NorthPark was celebrating her 50th birthday and I was going to celebrate with her.

Put this on your calendar!

Put this on your calendar!

The Celebration Isn’t Over 

I’ll tell you all about the fashion shows soon, but first I want you to know they were just the beginning of the celebration.  The fun is going to continue this weekend.  On Saturday there will be a free concert with the Dallas Symphony Orchestra, Ryan Anthony and Dallas Black Dance Theatre.  It’s a picnic on the grounds kind of thing and you bring your own blanket and picnic.  Then Sunday will be Artrocks, an art festival focused on hands-on activities for kids, featuring a concert by Gravity Feed and a return of the Dallas Black Dance Theatre.  How much fun is that?

While you’re there, check out Art Meets Fashion on Level One, between Neiman’s and Nordstrum’s.  The exhibit has gorgeous examples of fashion which connect the art world with the world of fashion.  There’s everything from the iconic Campbell-soup-can paper dress to splendid evening dresses covered in bling.  That blue pantsuit with the taupe lace is my favorite.  They can just wrap it up and send it to me.  Then all I’d need would be an event to wear it to.  It’s a little more than I’d need when I’m headed to the grocery store.

I’ve got lots more fun to share, so keep coming back!  Soon I’ll fill you in on all the fashion tips and trends I picked up at the fashion shows.

I'll take two!

I’ll take two!




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International Pop at Dallas Museum of Art

Psychedelically Attired for International Pop

Invitation to Opening Celebration


Pop Art is not my thing, but a recent invitation to the opening  celebration of International Pop suggested there might be some fun to be had at the DMA.  I am really into fun – big time.  So, I made my RSVP and marked the date on the calendar.  I know this is supposed to be At Home in Heath day, but with so many exciting things going on, you’ll have to travel across the lake with me and go to Downtown Dallas.

ATTIRE – neon to throwback!

Ah the Sixties!  Fishnet hose and go-go boots!  And if you really wanted to look cool,  you wore two pair of fishnets at the same time.  My closet didn’t have any fishnet hose in it or go-go boots, for that matter, but I did have this psychedelic purple top.  For the rest I just channeled my Inner Hippie.

Psychedelic Fun for International Pop

Psychedelic Fun for International Pop

Inner Hippies Abound

Apparently, I’m not the only one with an Inner Hippie lurking at the edges of my psyche.  Arriving at the museum I was surprised by the number of blue-headed grandmotherly sorts who’d shown up for this celebration and those grandma’s were sporting some signs of the times.  Headbands, fishnet hose, round sun glasses and peace signs abounded.

But even the disco lights couldn’t hide the construction zone.  Things are in a mess at the DMA.  Renovations dominate the North Entrance and while you can still get to the parking lot, it’s not very pretty.  They’ve boarded up the ceramic mural and once you’re inside the atrium looks bare without the Chihuly.  On my last visit I had noticed the shrubs needed to be replaced, because they were past their prime, so I’m glad they are sprucing things up.  I’m just sorry to miss two of my favorite pieces of art.

Inside the crowd had obviously embraced the suggestion to adjust their attire for the occasion, but some of the ensembles on the younger participants looked more Jean Paul Gautier than Peter Max.  And neon, there was plenty of that, but it wasn’t vintage.  More like H&M or Forever 21.

The invitation also promised food stations and those were a lot of fun:  miniature hot dogs, french fries in paper cones, grilled finger sandwiches and popsicles.  The hot dogs were actually quite good and I was glad to see sweet potato fries as a choice, but that wasn’t something we embraced in the fifties and sixties.  Cash bars were churning out drinks and dueling DJ’s were spinning the hits, but the music was a little loud.  It sang more of the 80’s & 90’s than 50’s & 60’s, but most of the crowd was too young to realize.

At the Entry of the Exhibition

At the Entry of the Exhibition

Clearance Sale in the Gift Shop

The Atrium was filling fast, so we escaped to the gift shop.  The whole back half of the shop is given over to a clearance sale.  If there’s any t-shirts or posters that you wished you’d purchased from a previous exhibit, now is the time to get them.  I noticed items dating back to the Tut exhibit and some of the prices were great.

We were killing time, because the exhibition didn’t open to peons like us until 7:45.  They’d saved the first 45 minutes for the real patrons.  We’d popped up there after our mini-hot-dogs and scored a glass of champagne, but the gallery was off limits to the likes of us.

The Exhibition

There is an explanation for the proliferation of plastic raincoats and Brillo Pad cartons currently filling the DMA’s Barrel Vault, but you’ll have to get it from the museum.  They’ll also explain to you why the Jackson Pollack exhibit, which is soon to open, is so important.

Personally, I was sorry the Spirit and Matter exhibition was closed for the evening.  I would have also liked to have seen the Wittgenstein Vitrine which is on exhibit in the Conservation Gallery.  Which just proves the DMA has something for everyone.  Wednesday night I enjoyed the mini-dogs while expanding my horizons into the world of International Pop – something I wouldn’t have done without the invitation.  Next time I’ll wallow around in some art that suits my personal taste a little more, but I like that variety is the spice of the museum.  I’m all about engaging all comers in art.

After taking in the exhibit we enjoyed the perfect Dallas evening over in Klyde Warren Park.  Here’s some photos so you can enjoy the exhibit and the park also.  The exhibit opens Saturday to the general public and will be here until mid-January.


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A Little More Strolling in San Antonio

Mi Tierra, San Antonio, TX

In the Mi Tierra Bar


On this trip we’d already hit some of my favorite culinary spots in San Antonio: The Guenther House in the King William District, Casa Rio and Boudro’s on the Riverwalk and NAO street tacos at The Pearl Farmer’s Market. We’d also tried and fallen in love with a new place, The Chart House at Tower of the Americas.  Now it was time for brunch at Mi Tierra.

Mi Tierra

I’ve always known about Mi Tierra, but until I went with Bill back in 2013 I’d never managed to get anyone to go with me.  It was everything I’d hoped it would be and more, so it immediately moved to my list of favorites – and since it’s open 24 hours I should always be able to find a way to squeeze it in.


Sunday morning Deb and I packed up our belongings, checked out of Hotel Contessa and toted our belongings to the car, but we decided to walk to Market Square.  It seemed as if every time we left the Contessa we either headed north or east.  We’d been neglecting the west, something we were ready to correct.

Market Square is one of the oldest parts of town and during its long history it’s always been an area of mercantile.  The actual old El Mercado isn’t what it used to be.  It probably deserves the “tourist trap” slam many folks have given it on sites like Trip Advisor, but don’t throw the baby out with the bathwater – especially if that baby is Mi Tierra.

My previous visit to Mi Tierra had been during a freak winter storm that blitzed out about half of what I wanted to do.  We made a mid-week visit for lunch and then headed over to the McNay.  The crowd was primarily business people grabbing a quick lunch and a few of us tourists who had braved the cold.  There had been no wait for a table.

Things were a little more lively on this Sunday morning.  The bakery counter was busy and you had to wait for a table.  Deb and I settled in the bar and watched for our buzzer to go off.  Remarkably we only had a few minutes of cooling our heels, so I think they opened up the patio.

Once seated, we made selections from the breakfast menu and sat back to enjoy the show.  Mariachis entertained us on the patio and just outside vendors were setting up booths from which to sell their trinkets.  The food was delivered fresh and delicious.  It was a little early for a margarita, but I couldn’t help wishing I had one.

Back to the Car

When we headed back to the car I spotted that one of my favorite shops was open.  I never can remember the name of it, but you can’t miss it.  It’s right next door to Mi Tierra.  They have clothing and jewelry on the first and second floor and wonderful ceramics in the basement.  Maybe next time I’ll actually write down the name.  I’d love to be able to afford some of their beautiful embroidered dresses on the second floor, but I’m not paying three figures for a sundress.

Main Plaza, San Antonio, TX

Main Plaza

Along the way back to the car, we enjoyed the beautiful Main Plaza, but we agreed that the western part of downtown couldn’t compare with the eastern side.  It won’t be my last trip to Market Square or Mi Tierra, but I won’t walk next time. I’ll either grab the trolley or hop in my car.

Next we’ll head out on the Mission Trail, so come back next week.  You’ll love it.


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2015 Cottonwood Creek Art Festival Wrap


I didn’t plan on attending Cottonwood Creek Art Festival both days, but I enjoyed the show so much on Saturday morning, that I convinced Bill to return on Sunday afternoon.  This show just keeps on getting better.  Here’s the best part.  You don’t have to wait until next fall for it to come back.  Look for it in the spring.

A Few of My Favorites

PamelaBlaies – If money were no object, I’d have a new painting on my walls this morning by Pamela Blaies.  Having just built this house, art is a little outside my budget right now.  Pamela is a local artist and I love her style.  It’s very realistic, with a subtle smudging, reminiscent of Impressionism, but different.  The effect is soft and tranquil.

My home is French and the color scheme is blue and yellow.  I loved all of Pamela’s paintings, but I particularly wanted one featuring lemons with a cobalt blue goblet.  The link above will take you right to it.  Pamela is also a very nice lady and I would love to be among her patrons.

Card from Peaceful Prairie Pottery

Card from Peaceful Prairie Mosaics

Peaceful Prairie Mosaics

Word to the wise!  She who hesitates at Cottonwood Creek Art Festival  is also lost.  On Saturday, my friend Deborah particularly liked a mosaic  in the Peaceful Prairie Pottery booth, because she felt the quote in it described our friendship to a tee.  I could have bought it on Saturday and should have bought it on Saturday because on Sunday when I would have bought it, it was gone.

The craftsmanship in Peaceful Prairie Mosaics is stellar and the heart behind it all must be pure gold.  I can only imagine the time it must take to find all the quotes they incorporate into their beautiful works of art.  The finished works are not only beautiful, they tug at your heartstrings with each glance.  I am a fan!

Excerpt from Bettys brochure

Excerpt from Bettys brochure

Betty Robbins

Something else I loved were the creations of Betty Robbins.  She turns anyone’s life into a masterpiece!  Deborah and I have been friends for more than three decades.  We imagined our journey together in a painting – meeting in Lord & Taylor’s NorthPark, cruising the Bahamas, exploring Eureka Springs and just doing life together along the way.  Betty would have to make duplicates.

Something else Deb and I admired was a quartet of paintings of the same scene in four seasons.  Betty said that in her own home she rotates the paintings according to the season, but to me they looked pretty wonderful hanging on the wall together.  On Saturday there had been a Texas themed quartet.  By Sunday it was gone (sold) and had been replaced by a scene with trains.

If Betty did a painting of my twenty plus years with my husband, she’d be covering real estate from the Dallas Museum of Art where we met, to Hawaii where we honeymooned, to Egypt where Bill was born.  Then I imagined a painting telling the story of my Mom and Dad, because they put in a lot of windshield time during road trips.  There is no end to the possibilities.

Gary Moser

Gary Moser’s Postcard

Gary Moser

So how gorgeous would a lady like this be next to my pond?  I completely agree with you.  This particular piece is 31 inches tall, but her big sister was about my height.

Gary Moser works out of the Welded Donkey studio in Scottsdale, AZ.  In addition to his beautiful work, one of the things I like about Gary is that like me, he discovered his passion later in life.  To quote his promotional postcard, “Steel just kind of grabbed me by the collar, and it has led me on an amazing journey.”  Words have kind of grabbed me by the collar too and I’m interested to see where we’ll go.

Since I wasn’t able to bring home one of Pamela Blaies’ lovely works, it’s not hard for you to guess that I wouldn’t be able to afford a life-sized sculpture for my pond, but God willing and the creek don’t rise, that pond isn’t going anywhere and there is always tomorrow.

Postcard from Parker Parker Design Photography

Postcard from Parker Parker Design Photography

Parker Parker

Here’s what I noticed at this show, photography is changing the face of art.  I have always loved the art of photography, but this digital age is blurring the lines between between painting and photography, because nowadays computers can add painterly qualities to photographs.

The works of James W. Parker are a perfect example.  His photographs were taken across this great nation of ours. They capture wide empty places and abandoned homes of a disappearing landscape.  The haunting images inspired questions for me, like “who lived here,” “what happened that made them leave,” and “where is this, I want to go see it.”

Parker Parker doesn’t just take great photos, he uses technology to make what he photographs even more beautiful.  I loved his work.  Visit his website and you will too.

In the park on festival day

In the park on festival day

Lots More to Love

Well, this could go on forever, because I loved, loved, loved so many of the wonderful artists at the show, but I don’t want to wear our my welcome.  There are so many gorgeous works of art that you could spend all your time visiting the artists’ booths, but when you visit the Cottonwood Creek Art Festival, you shouldn’t stop there.

During my visits my companions and I enjoyed hot chocolate, latte, gyros, craft beer, a pretzel and a buffalo sausage on a bun.  There are talented musicians you’ll love to listen to.  There’s even an activity area for kids.  We thoroughly enjoyed the dog parade, also.  That’s not an official part of the festival, but so many people showed up parading so many breeds of dogs that they should add it to their marketing.

I’ll leave you with these postcards and business cards I picked up along the way.  I’ve tried to identify the artists so you can get in touch with them if intrigued, but don’t hesitate to contact me if you can’t get the info you want.  I’ll be glad to share.


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Perot Museum TECH Truck

Students from the Village Tech Schools help Perot CEO to launch TECH Truck

Students from Village Tech Schools assist Perot CEO launch TECH Truck


The TECH Truck is building up STEAM and heading out on adventures many museums never dare.  Thanks to generous donations from Dell, Perot Museum will be able to take their message on the road.  According to the Museum’s press release, the truck will be going into “economically disadvantaged neighborhoods” to spark the imaginations of young people who – “for a variety of reasons – do not or cannot engage with the Museum at its physical location.

The Acronyms 

Allow me to share what I’ve discovered about the alphabet soup of this project.  TECH stands for “Tinker, Engineer, Create and Hack” and STEM stands for Science, Technology, Engineering and Math.  Our educational system is not currently producing enough qualified candidates to fill the available STEM jobs, so the Perot is sending the TECH Truck to change lives.  By inspiring kids to have an interest in STEM,they can be encouraged to enter these fields of study not only to get them out of their underprivileged neighborhoods, but to help our economy as a whole.  That’s a tall order.

I was particularly interested when they added “A” to their STEM acronym  to get STEAM.  The “A” inserts Art between Engineering and Math, because Art will be on the menu for the Perot/Dell TECH Truck.  Art is my passion and I’m glad it will be a part of the experience.  Little in my life has brought me as much joy as my love of the arts.  I’m all for encouraging kids and helping the economy, but I also want to keep art alive and meaningful.

Cookies and Technology

Cookies and Technology

The Media Unveiling and Ribbon Cutting

The Perot launched their new toy with a ribbon-cutting ceremony last Thursday morning.  The bright shiny truck was set up behind the Perot on a special permits parking lot.  Oh, and there were cookies!

On hand were Colleen Walker, the Perot’s CEO, Teresa Lenling, Perot’s Director of Public Programs and Mona Charif a VP of Dell.  Each of the dignitaries expressed their enthusiasm for the project and then Ms. Walker was joined by students of the the Village Tech Schools for the actual ribbon cutting.

I might add that the scissors for the ceremony were created by the 3D printer which is part of the TECH Truck’s equipment list.  The tables were also decorated with objects created by the printer and the media contingency was fascinated by the colorful objects which ranged from attractive vases to miniature dinosaurs.

The doors of the truck were opened and the Village Tech kids eagerly swarmed in.  No technology was left un-handled. Photographers and videographers crowded around.  It was an exciting moment.

Outside the truck, tables were set up to share some of the kinds of experiences which will be available when the truck visits.  The tables featured wooden blocks for building, an electronic musical instrument and some great little gadgets called Little Bits that did all kinds of electronic tricks.

All Aboard for Knowledge

 The TECH truck will accomplish its lofty goals with a two-pronged approach.    The vehicle will head into the neighborhoods for drop-in sessions to set off STEAM sparks in some of the casual experimenters, hoping to transform them into interested participants.  The students who show a curiosity and an aptitude for the casual drop-in sessions will then be channeled into multiple-session mini-camps which will follow the same theme as the drop-in sessions.  The Museum’s  existing relationships with organizations like Girl Scouts, Boy Scouts and Boys & Girls Clubs will assist them in their efforts.

So, I wish happy trails to the Dell/Perot TECH truck and leave you with these photos.



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Costco in Rockwall, TX


More than you ever dreamed you wanted


Yes, you’ve heard me whine about the grocery shopping in Heath – as in we have no grocery stores in Heath.  I have to go over to Rockwall just to get carton of milk.  I know I was spoiled back in Dallas, but I’ve had to up my game.  For produce, I’ve found the Farmers Market.  My other secret weapon is Costco

Joining the Dark Side

Y’all know I’m not a Walmart Shopper.  I once had a membership to Sam’s, but about all they had that made any sense for me to buy, in the quantities they offered it, was a few paper goods.  There was no Sam’s out on the Central Coast and we didn’t catch Costco fever when it came to town.  After six years we were back in Dallas and never had any particular reason to join either Sam’s or Costco, once we returned.  Then we moved to Heath and I started cooking most of our meals at home.  Suddenly, grocery shopping took on a whole new meaning.

We also met Omar and Nohelly.  They really know how to entertain.  My husband loved everything they put out for us to eat and drink and when he’d compliment them, they’d point him towards Costco.  Between my grocery store whining and all the delicious things at our friends’ house, Bill decided we needed to become Costco Members. Oh yes, and there was the cheap gas thing, too.

Our First Visit

So one afternoon on a weekend, we joined Costco and took a stroll through the store.  I was initially overwhelmed by the size of the things they sold and dismayed to discover that many of things I buy the most of they didn’t carry at all. Sugar-free, fat-free and low-salt are barely in Costco’s vocabulary, but my beloved South Beach Diet demands them.  Still, our bill was somewhere in the neighborhood of $200, so something must have seemed tempting.

The Ladies Room on a Saturday morning.  They're ready for multitudinous potty breaks.

The Costco Ladies Room on a Saturday morning. They’re ready for multitudinous potty breaks.

The Hard-Boiled Eggs Did It

One item we picked up on that maiden voyage was a package of twenty-four hard-boiled eggs.  I was buying them six at a time for somewhere in the 3-4 dollar range.  The 24 pack was five something.  Bill and I had a difference of opinion.  He thought buying six at a time was wasting money. I thought buying 24 at a time would mean wasting food.  We bought the package of 24 eggs.

The twenty-four egg package was divided up into four smaller packs of six, but I just knew we weren’t going to eat 24 eggs before some spoiled.  Well, I was just wrong.  They’ve got some special super-duper technology that helps keep the eggs fresh AND we eat a whole lot more hard-boiled eggs than I realized.  Maybe there was something to this Costco thing after all.

I Kept Going Back

Over the next few weeks I kept going back.  As we ran out of things I usually bought at Kroger, I’d go see if Costco offered them and how they were packaged.

My first big haul was from the frozen food department.  South Beach has a lot of fish recipes and hauling in the fish du jour was taking up a lot of time.  I discovered that much of the stuff in Kroger’s seafood case wasn’t actually fresh fish.  It was just de-frosted fish.  I got to thinking that perhaps I could de-frost my own fish and what I saw in Costco’s freezer beat what was in Kroger’s freezer all to heck.  Costco had Wild-Caught Sockeye Salmon, Halibut, Ahi Tuna, Pacific Cod, Mahi Mahi, Tilapia, Raw Shrimp and Boiled Shrimp.  So I got a bag of each and moved it to my freezer.

South Beach also has a lot of chicken recipes.  So when I ran out of chicken I got a bag of breasts and a bag of thighs from Costco.  Bless their hearts.  The pieces came individually wrapped, just like the seafood.  I’d been buying the bargain packs at Kroger and then repackaging them in dinner-sized portions for the freezer.  Suddenly, no more chicken slime to clean off my counters.

Not everything worked for us.  Take the huge packages of rotisserie chicken, for instance.  It tasted heavenly, but try as we might, Bill and I could not eat it up fast enough.  So, then I discovered grilled chicken strips in Costco’s freezer.  Now we have it in our freezer.

The Cupboard is Full

So now, my little freezer is stuffed to the gills with everything from broccoli florets to ground beef individually wrapped in 1 pound packages.  I’m proud of those raw ingredients.  I used to keep frozen entrees and breakfast items in there.

My pantry has gi-normous Splenda, Coffee-Mate, Raw Walnuts and other great big packages.  I wrote the date I opened them on the outside.  I think it will be some time next year before we actually use up the entire bulk package of Splenda.  The Raw Walnuts move pretty fast around here, though.

I’m also giving canned goods a try.  First, it was Chicken Broth.  After all, they did have the low-salt variety.  Then it was canned tomatoes.  Back in my pre-Costco days, I’d buy tomatoes that already had Italian seasonings on them AND they were low salt.  Costco’s are low-salt, but no seasonings.  Next to my 12-pack of canned tomatoes is a 12 pack of tomato paste.  Then I broke down and got a 6-pack of canned salmon and a 6 pack tuna – water-packed, of course.

Paper-goods?  A no-brainer!  Cleaning supplies?  Yep! Sodas?  Diet Dr. Pepper in 36-packs and ICE flavored sparkling waters!  And I love the big bottles of Pellegrino. Kalamata olives?  Sure! A tub of tzatziki?  Why not!  And there’s some Prosecco in the wine department that’s very impressive.

I Still Need Kroger

Though Kroger’s weekly sales figures must have plummeted since I discovered Costco, they need not fear.  I’ll be in weekly.  Costco doesn’t sell Pinot Grigio in a box.  They don’t have Bill’s flavor of Kashi Cookies or Cinnamon Pecan Special K. Blueberry-muffin flavored yogurt?  Only at Kroger’s.  And Ricotta for my nightly South Beach Diet dessert.  M-M-M-M-M!  The list goes on.

But if I ever need to make Red Lobster Cheese Biscuits, I know where to go.





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Budro’s Texas Bistro on the Riverwalk


In spite of all the strolling we’d done so far in San Antonio, there is something about the Riverwalk which inspires ambulatory activity. After happy hour margaritas at The Cork Bar, Deb and I made another circuit of the Riverwalk to shop for a dining spot.

Bodacious Budro’s

We settled on a riverside umbrella at Budro’s Texas Bistro.  Confession: I’d been hoping this was where we’d land.  My mouth still had fond memories of my previous visit and I knew Deb would love it.  We started with wine and worked our way around the menu.

The whole experience was perfect. I was determined to eat al fresco, but there was only one table left on the patio and another couple was discussing it with the hostess when we arrived.  They stepped aside to consider their options, so I stepped right up and took the table.  The couple ended up with inside seating, which I hope is what they preferred.

Our waiter seemed delighted we joined him for dinner.  He rattled off the specials.  Deb chose a seafood something and I went further down the menu to the meat.  We were having so much we could have been eating hamburgers and it would not have mattered.  We people-watched, nibbled at our dinners and polished off a bottle of great wine.  Does it get any better than that?

The Evening Winds Down

When the meal was over we were, too.  We’d been non-stop for three days and for most of that we’d been hoofing it.  We discussed options our options, all of which sounded like entirely too much effort.  We chose a movie in our room, but I needed a Diet Dr. Pepper.  I always need a Diet Dr. Pepper, but this was an acute case, so we went on the hunt for a convenience or drug store.  We found a CVS and I’m pretty sure something chocolate followed me back to the hotel.

Back at the room we put on our jammies and vegged out in front of the TV.  I have no recollection of what we might have watched.  Seems like it might have been an Ancient Aliens marathon or something equally paranormal, but then again maybe not.  Lord knows we’ve watched enough episodes of Ancient Aliens that we feel like Giorgio Tsoukalos is one of our buddies, but if he really were he’d have better hair.  I promise.

Have I mentioned how much we loved our room at the Hotel Contessa?  Yes, of course I did.  I just didn’t want you to forget.  It was perfect for a couple of worn out girls.  Each of us had our own sofa and a large round coffee table to prop our feet on.  At bed time we each crawled into our own queen size bed and dreamed sweet dreams.

What’s Next?

Our final day was approaching. We had to be out of the room by eleven, but we’d be up and out before that, because we wanted brunch at Mi Tierra, the Mariachi Mass at 12:30 and if there was time a little bit of the Mission Trail.  Come back next week and see if we squeezed it all in.


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