Hopping over to the Fourth One!
I love that I have so many willing partners in crime when it comes to my challenges. Friend Martha is probably the most helpful because A) she is always up for a good time and a new adventure and B) she has a husband that travels so she is frequently alone and looking for company.
Last night we tried a new restaurant in the Rice Village area in Houston. A whole little row of restaurants greeted us but our destination was Hopdoddy Burger Bar. An incredibly interesting gentleman had been in the office waiting for his buddy and we got to talking. Man, we covered the gamut of topics. Race relations (He is black and I am not) and the price of slaves in the 1800s, the risk management part of casinos, horse racing, and good restaurants. He had heard great things about Hopdoddy's so I figured it was a good one for the list. Also it's a restaurant that originated in Austin, so that gives it a pretty good pedigree.
Doesn't it looks like fun?
Hmmm. Appears I might be tilting a bit upon our departure.
Even though I'm a huge fan of sitting outside, it was sprinkling a bit so we opted for an indoor table. The set up was one of those "stand in line, they assign you a table while you are waiting, order, and then the food comes out by waiter" arrangements.
It was hard to choose. Every single hamburger looked beyond yummy. They cheerfully make substitutions. Thankfully.
I ended up with a Thunderbird which was supposed to have grilled chicken but I was jones-ing for a burger. So they substituted.
Doesn't that look delicious?
Martha had the Magic Shroom burger. We also shared some of the best french fries con chili con queso. They were the closest I've had here to my favorite fries from the Fritz in Salida.
And we both had margaritas.
Big and Little Larrys.
Or as my girls would call them "the mama and the baby" margaritas.
For some reason they call the margarita with Grand Marnier "Little Larry". Or off the menu but also available, the "Big Larry".
It was an enticing cocktail list but we went with the basics.
Fortunately Martha had the Little Larry as she was driving. They were sufficiently potent, especially considering the waitstaff had already passed out samples of the classic margaritas while we waited in line. Talk about keeping the customers happy while they wait!
A great evening out, a yummy meal and home at a reasonable hour. I even brought the Big Guy a hamburger since I am leaving him to take care of all the animals this weekend while I head to San Antonio. Figure I better butter him up a bit.
And this weekend is Fiesta in San Antonio. I am super super excited. Lots of fun activities in the few days I will be there. Follow me on Instagram @ininnbee to see pics as they happen!