by Daughter Fish
Food. Coma. That’s exactly what I’m climbing out of after a whirlwind weekend in Austin, where, between visiting friends and attending a conference, I managed to fit in an unwholesome amount of barbecue and all kinds of texmex in a mere 60 hours. I know Austin has a lot more to offer, but when I’m on a limited travel timetable, food is usually at the very top of my list. Somewhere around hour 38, I discovered I kind of love queso, the cheesy, spicy dip that’s served right along with salsa and guac all over the longhorn state. I’m not talking about the Velveeta versions served at Superbowl parties, but the delicate, nuanced version I tasted at Pelon’s, a newish texmex joint downtown. Let’s just say that entire bowl up top was consumed, and mostly by me.
Of course, Austin was and is much more than the food. Good friends, smart people to chat with, and the trees…I don’t think I can get enough of those crazy, twisted oaks. Next time, I might just have to climb one.