Dear Friends and Family,
We went down to Houston for the weekend, and Mr. mouse couldn't have been happier. He originally wanted to do the crazy Saturday morning flight which would have involved leaving the house at 4 in the morning. Fortunately, sanity prevailed and we slept in another hour.
Our flight down was without incident. And, we drove downtown to watch the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo parade. It's a parade and the last leg of the historic trail rides rolled into one - all the horses and a several covered wagons and floats and marching bands ride through downtown on their way to the rodeo. Afterwards, we headed over to the Vietnamese area for lunch - banh mi and spring rolls, yum. Next, it was time for the headliner event - our friends' baby shower. Considering I had never been to one, I think I managed decently.
After guessing the mom-to-be's waist size, sniffing jars of baby food, and trying to remember the contents of her desk, we opened presents and had cake. Lots of hugs and kisses all around, and we were done. We went eyeglass shopping since the shower was literally right around the block from where I got my last pair of glasses. And, last but not least, we met up with another of Mr. mouse's friends for dinner. Italian Cajun. The fried oysters (I only had one) were, OMG, amazing. Wow! We had Amy's ice cream for dessert and checked into the hotel exhausted.
Sunday, we, thankfully, slept in. We hit Ragin Cajun for lunch because as the sign proclaims "Crawfish Now in Season". And, how can you argue with that? Plus, they're owned by the same people who run the place we went to for dinner so... we ordered six more fried oysters. (This time I had three.) Belly stuffed, we headed out to see The Menil Collection, the permanent collection of John and Dominique Menil.
One space, designed to hold the works of Cy Twombly blew me away. The light came in through a white mesh cloth from the ceiling and it felt like a living breathing element of the art. The walls were white (Venetian plaster as we later learned) and the floor a light colored wood, so the light bounces around like crazy. But, the part that I didn't notice until we spoke with a guide later, is that there are no shadows. It was bright enough to see everything, but it was surreal, as if the light was somehow different, better than the light anywhere else. What umami does to taste, this building did to light. It's was, simply, mind blowing. And, through generous donations, it's free to the public.
A quick stop at the grocery store for some heirloom oranges and we were on our flight back home. And, now, it's Monday.
Cheers!
mouse
We went down to Houston for the weekend, and Mr. mouse couldn't have been happier. He originally wanted to do the crazy Saturday morning flight which would have involved leaving the house at 4 in the morning. Fortunately, sanity prevailed and we slept in another hour.
Our flight down was without incident. And, we drove downtown to watch the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo parade. It's a parade and the last leg of the historic trail rides rolled into one - all the horses and a several covered wagons and floats and marching bands ride through downtown on their way to the rodeo. Afterwards, we headed over to the Vietnamese area for lunch - banh mi and spring rolls, yum. Next, it was time for the headliner event - our friends' baby shower. Considering I had never been to one, I think I managed decently.
After guessing the mom-to-be's waist size, sniffing jars of baby food, and trying to remember the contents of her desk, we opened presents and had cake. Lots of hugs and kisses all around, and we were done. We went eyeglass shopping since the shower was literally right around the block from where I got my last pair of glasses. And, last but not least, we met up with another of Mr. mouse's friends for dinner. Italian Cajun. The fried oysters (I only had one) were, OMG, amazing. Wow! We had Amy's ice cream for dessert and checked into the hotel exhausted.
Sunday, we, thankfully, slept in. We hit Ragin Cajun for lunch because as the sign proclaims "Crawfish Now in Season". And, how can you argue with that? Plus, they're owned by the same people who run the place we went to for dinner so... we ordered six more fried oysters. (This time I had three.) Belly stuffed, we headed out to see The Menil Collection, the permanent collection of John and Dominique Menil.
One space, designed to hold the works of Cy Twombly blew me away. The light came in through a white mesh cloth from the ceiling and it felt like a living breathing element of the art. The walls were white (Venetian plaster as we later learned) and the floor a light colored wood, so the light bounces around like crazy. But, the part that I didn't notice until we spoke with a guide later, is that there are no shadows. It was bright enough to see everything, but it was surreal, as if the light was somehow different, better than the light anywhere else. What umami does to taste, this building did to light. It's was, simply, mind blowing. And, through generous donations, it's free to the public.
A quick stop at the grocery store for some heirloom oranges and we were on our flight back home. And, now, it's Monday.
Cheers!
mouse
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