Last weekend, I went to Austin, Texas with this lady:
She’s my favorite lady. I tell everyone. We met in Austin because it’s halfway between L.A. and New York. Plus, we’d never been there, so why not?
QUESO. Queso is an excuse to eat a bowl of cheese. Sometimes with pulled pork in it. It was at this point that I decided I really, really like Austin.
We did some shopping – hey look, it’s my favorite lady again! They had a lot of outdoor markets.
And vintage stores – like, the good kind, not the kind that only has 80s bowling shirts. You know what I’m talking about.
However, I totally remembered to take a picture of the Tamago Yoko I had at Snack Bar for brunch. It’s like a japanese hash with an egg on top. This is totally not my usual brunch order. Normally I am all about sweet, and this had wasabi mayo and sriracha. I felt kinda crazy. So I ordered it. My Boy would have been proud.
And, as long as we’re talking about food (are we surprised? This is me we’re talking about…), let’s talk about Amy’s Ice Creams. Amy’s is a chain of ice cream stores that is only in Austin. The fact that they’re only in Austin basically makes me want to cry. It’s so good. We ate a pint of Mexican Vanilla with Cookie Dough and Heath Bar. And then I got Sweet Cream with Whoppers and Heath Bar. And then I almost got some in the airport. Oh, Amy’s. I miss you.
We spent some of our last full day hanging out by the creek in Zilker Park listening to a man play the ukulele (or the banjo, or something) while people and dogs swam and kayakers floated by. I’ll definitely go back to Austin. You should come too.