Adult, or not a kid?

Today I am going for synoptic. Not sure I'll get there. The rain cleared late Monday morning, so we ventured into downtown Dallas and saw the Kennedy site. Not much to tell -- Dealey Plaza has a couple monuments to Dealey, and the Book Repository is still there, with a museum in it, but much of the skyline has changed in the 58 years since. 

The lowlight was getting panhandled 3 times in a hour, and they were pretty aggressive.  In my mind, the most intense panhandling I've ever seen, and that includes London, Paris, Berlin, and New York.  

Then off to Fort Worth.  I will state the obvious: Dallas and Fort Worth are nothing alike!  Dallas is high rises and feels business like.  The central part of Fort Worth is more touristy and cowboy-friendly.  Near the stockyards the businesses were boots, hats, saddles, or bars/eateries. 

We ate at a biscuit place.  Just a half block from the stockyards building.  

Then we waited around for the 4 o'clock cattle drive, which is the tourist attraction in Fort Worth.  Cattle drive is "cattle drive" as this video attests.

You feel sad for the cows.  Not that the cowboys have much more energy.  (not sure if video is going to work -- new tech for me, and seemingly for "blogger" 😂)

Dinner was the culinary highlight of the week.  We made late reservations at Del Frisco's Double Eagle (double eagle seems to be a thing here) -- a steakhouse.  

We stopped for a wait-on-the-table drink; when it came time to settle up, there was a squabble over who was getting the bill.  Dbrolaw wanted it; so did the Kid.  "I got this," he says and his mom tells us all not to let him get it (🙄) and he says, "I'm an adult" and puts his card on the bill.  LoL. 

He had the rack of lamb, but the rest of us had steak.  This is the filet mignon with the night's special: lobster butter and chunks of lobster. 

The filet melted in your mouth -- almost like butter.  Not like meat at all.   Yum yum. 

We finished the night with a drink in the area (known as Sundance), which was dead and many places closed on Monday night. 

As we ordered, RR decided to supervise the Kid on drinks, to which he said "I am not a kid."  Discussion followed about the difference between this and the "adult" line earlier. 😂

Tuesday was pretty much a washout, with the rain continuing to late, late afternoon. 

We ate dinner at the Kid's golf club, which specializes in smoked meats.  And Tuesday was smoking day.  We all had some variation of the brisket -- here's RR's brisket plate with the mac and cheese.  

They also had ice cream for dessert, which was quite good.  They get some specialty stuff.  The wait staff didn't respond to my question about their arm being tired (Kids! don't know that you have to hand crank it to make it at home 😀.)

And now we are two days from going home.  😒