Hi, dear readers.
Yes, we’re back travelling and, having heard from some of you we can’t travel without a blog (forgive us, for we have sinned!), here it is.
We are in Texas to see KG’s new environment. He move to Spring, Texas, a northern suburb of Houston, in mid-July. K hadn’t seen him since January, so we decided to take the time to drive down, dividing it into three days. It was 25 hours of driving. At least.
First stop was Statesville, NC, where the in-laws moved last October. They just bought a house there. It’s nice. It was “flipped,” so the inside is clean and new with refinished bathrooms and kitchen.
We hung out on Thursday, with J and I playing golf with one of my college roommates at CC of Salisbury, which was very nice.
We got to “Houston” early enough yesterday to get to the baseball game. We bought the tickets weeks ago, before we could know the series with the Mariners would be for first place. We had great seats (requisite photo) and saw what turned out to be a pretty good game, after the Mariners got off to a 6-0 start.
The personal highlight was the guy behind me screwing around and spilling his beer all over KG and under my seat, leaving me to spend the night in a nice pond of Bud Light. ):The kid said he could’ve had “regular food,” and he was told we were prepping him for the December trip 😁. I told him he could get an American flag in his dinner. Again, “have you been thinking of that since we sat down?”
FYI the small bowl in the center was parmesan mousse (insert large antlered animal joke here), which none of us could identify without asking. That’s a small pancake with creme brulee on top. It was delicious. Hard to top the rest of the week.
After a long day of watching football, it was decided we needed a steak place for dinner (as the antithesis of the French, I think). We found one in the Woodlands, the Capitol Grille, which seemed to be straight out of central casting for steak places — dark, woody, with some reds thrown in.
The waiter, Mel, was quite amusing.
We ordered two filets and a strip with gorgonzola. I give you two pics. No dessert (creme brulee cheesecake from the French place sits in the fridge):
And that, as they say, was that.
I’m going to keep these short (this took me almost half an hour) and not necessarily daily. So, eyes open for the link.
Welcome back!




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