Yesterday for a working lunch, we went to Olea Mediterranean Taverna. The working part was - meh. The food was tasty. Although we waited a while for our food, it was worth it.
I had the Olea Chicken Club Sandwich - which consisted of chicken breast, bacon, some type of herb-y yogurt, endives, a tomato spread, on brioche with salad and "patatas bravas." I love patatas bravas!
If anything I would've changed the bread, because I think a club benefits of a bread with substance - but otherwise it was quite delicious. To think I've worked around that area for two years and I've never been!
Here's a picture I took at the Bodega, for my kitty-loving friends:
Aside from this, not much of excitement happened. I went back home, and relaxed on my couch. All is good.
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Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monday, August 16, 2010
I kiss better than I cook
Once again in Texas, this time with Gaspar, this time in San Antonio. Working on a Sunday is not the best, but today was pretty smooth. At lunch, our participants sent us to Tommy's Restaurant, a local haunt. I had tacos de Carnitas a la Mexicana (made with beef!) and beans and cheese.
They were huge, but made with flour tortillas, and I don't know, not necesarily the best. But Tommy's had the awesome sign that will now become my motto
After lunch, since we finished quickly, I walked through part of the San Fernando Cemetery number 2. There were some beautiful tombstones and inscriptions. It's always interesting to see what's "in vogue" in certain times, like the many many tombs from the '30s that held a picture of the deceased.
Eventually the work day finished and after some shopping for tomorrow and kiboshing an impromptu drive to Austin, we headed to Pasha for dinner in honor of Mi CariƱo who is off in her Israeli adventure. It's a mediterranean restaurant, with lebanese and Iranian owners. We began the night by first making faces to the baby on the table next to us, who obviously could sense my awesomeness with children and kept giving me the eye. Food wise though, we had baba ganouj
And pasha potatoes
and this awesome flatbread, which we dipped on this mixture of olive oil, oregano, chopped olives and some other seed we couldn't identify.
My entree consisted of Sheesh Tawook Kabob. This was chicken breast, served with greek salad (by request), garlic sauce and pickled cucumbers.
OMG what a good meal. Dinner lasted about an hour and a half, talking about nothing and everything. Gaspar's a good egg. For dessert we shared a Baklava.
Dessert was the only thing I didn't utterly love, but it was good enough for a few bites. All in all, not a bad beginning, San Antone!
!
They were huge, but made with flour tortillas, and I don't know, not necesarily the best. But Tommy's had the awesome sign that will now become my motto
After lunch, since we finished quickly, I walked through part of the San Fernando Cemetery number 2. There were some beautiful tombstones and inscriptions. It's always interesting to see what's "in vogue" in certain times, like the many many tombs from the '30s that held a picture of the deceased.
Eventually the work day finished and after some shopping for tomorrow and kiboshing an impromptu drive to Austin, we headed to Pasha for dinner in honor of Mi CariƱo who is off in her Israeli adventure. It's a mediterranean restaurant, with lebanese and Iranian owners. We began the night by first making faces to the baby on the table next to us, who obviously could sense my awesomeness with children and kept giving me the eye. Food wise though, we had baba ganouj
And pasha potatoes
and this awesome flatbread, which we dipped on this mixture of olive oil, oregano, chopped olives and some other seed we couldn't identify.
My entree consisted of Sheesh Tawook Kabob. This was chicken breast, served with greek salad (by request), garlic sauce and pickled cucumbers.
OMG what a good meal. Dinner lasted about an hour and a half, talking about nothing and everything. Gaspar's a good egg. For dessert we shared a Baklava.
Dessert was the only thing I didn't utterly love, but it was good enough for a few bites. All in all, not a bad beginning, San Antone!
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