When Baleen and I landed in Austin on Friday night, an airport jumbotron said Saturday’s high would be 105 with a low of 77. We asked my brother and sister2B when it would be 77. From 4 to 4.10am, they said. If my brother and s2B could have made it rain, or lowered the temperature by 20 degrees, they would have because they did everything possible to ensure Baleen’s first real trip to Texas was a memorable one. Which is all the more considerate considering Baleen and I were in Texas to celebrate their engagement, not to be doted on from beginning to end. Thanks, Margarine. Thanks, Big Emma.
The weekend was full of things, like racing down the Comal River at 1mph and cooling off in Barton Springs after a run along Lady Bird Lake, but what we really did was eat. It started early on Saturday morning at Tacodeli, the carrot at the end of the stick for Shrimp Jr, where we found out why she gets up at 6am to run outdoors in a Texas summer (free Tacodeli breakfast tacos)…
…and how Austin veterans like s2B’s big brother Ben assemble theirs...
...shortly followed by lunch...
...with a few Shiner Bocks...
...and some dessert queso.
...with a few Shiner Bocks...
...and some dessert queso.
Baleen and I can't wait to return in November, even if we won't have any time for queso.
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Queso was not a dessert, it was a meal unto itself!
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