Last month we celebrated Rich’s first full weekend off in two months, by taking a road trip to Fort Worth. We had never been, and we were curious to check out the sister city to Dallas.
Fort Worth has such an adorable downtown, and the shops offer a lot of unique gifts without being overly cheesy and tourist-driven. Since there are almost no chain stores, the downtown has a truly authentic feel.
We stayed at The Ashton Hotel, and it’s one of the city’s oldest historic landmarks.
The hotel has been fully restored, but there are still fun little elements that remind you of its historic charm. The room key, for example, is an actual key. (We had a heightened sense of anxiety the entire weekend that we would lose it.)
The fun thing about Fort Worth is that there is definitely an outdoorsy, cowboy element that permeates the area. We spent Saturday on the river, kayaking alongside the city’s borders. We rented a tandem kayak (from Backwoods Kayak & Canoe Rentals). I don’t have any pictures of this, but Rich did most of the paddling while I made feeble attempts to match his swift strokes.
That night we were complete nerds, and went to see 1964: The Tribute at the Bass Performance Hall in town. We brought the average age down about 30 years, but the band had great energy and it’s hard to beat classics from The Beatles.
Bass Performance Hall
On the balcony right before the show!
Inside Bass Performance Hall
1964: The Tribute
You guys. After sweltering for months in ungodly temperatures and humidity, the unthinkable finally happened. It has FINALLY cooled off.
Yesterday morning some rains showers moved through…
… and now the average ‘high’ is only 84°.
This morning, I was actually cold when I went outside. It was amazing.
It’s been too hot to do much of anything outdoors the past few weeks, and trying to find unique (air-conditioned) things to do on a weekend, in the summer, can be a bit of a challenge.
Yet, somehow we discovered a few gems.
Bossier Parish Community College recently put on several performances of Neil Simon’s Barefoot in the Park. A friend and I went to a Sunday matinee and LOVED it. Laugh out loud funny. We were so impressed with the students’ performances, and were so glad we went.
Then this weekend, another friend and I went to see The Way Way Back at The Robinson Film Center. It completely exceeded all expectations, and was very sweet, funny, and heart-warming. The Robinson always manages to pleasantly surprise me with films I wouldn’t normally seek out.
What summer films have you seen this summer? And, any good beach reads? I really enjoyed this book, with it’s dark plot twist: The Yonahlossee Riding Camp for Girls.
While driving home the other evening, the roads were empty and I caught this really serene sunset. The sky was just glowing with warm, summer light.
You know your city has reached the pinnacle of urbanization when a Dunkin’ Donuts rolls into town. After all, this is what America runs on.
I’m not much of a coffee drinker, but I will go out on a limb here and say that the DD Hazlenut coffee (iced or hot) can’t be beat.
But really, my main interest in Bossier City’s newest vendor has to do with the munchkins.
I only like the chocolate ones and we are slightly embarrassed to admit that this box of 25 didn’t last a full 24 hours in our house.
To celebrate the five years of non-stop howling terror this maniac beagle has unleashed in everyone’s lives, she gets her very own birthday post. (I’m aware this puts me on the same level as a crazy cat lady).
Yesterday, Gidget turned 5. In human years, this equates to mid-thirties, yet Gidget is proof that age is all about attitude.
Cupcakes for breakfast.
The favorite among the birthday toys (sent from Gidget’s grandparents) was selected.
Can’t stop. Won’t stop.
Happy birthday to the most adorable dog there is!
I’m practically vegetarian. I also hate pies (all kinds). Yet, somehow the combination of the two is fabulous, and I had the pleasure of trying it this weekend.
We took a day trip to Natchitoches this weekend for lunch and some shopping.
We ate lunch at The Landing, a quaint restaurant along Front Street with eclectic menu offerings such as alligator, catfish, rabbit hushpuppies, and a local favorite, meat pies.
Since Natchitoches is known for its meat pies, I silenced all of my internal protests against such a creation and resolved to try them.
They were Ah-maz-ing. Like really, really good. The best description I can give them is to liken them to baby calzones filled with spices and meat.
I cannot believe I let two years pass without trying this Louisiana staple.
This is probably the one time you’ll ever hear me say I’ve been missing out when speaking about a deep-fried meat dish, and I’m okay with that.