When you come to visit Dallas, you have to have dinner at a locals approved Tex-Mex restaurant. There are only a few on the list, but Uncle Julio’s is one of the best.
When ever I came home from overseas to visit, after a 16 hour plane ride, I stopped to have Mexican food first. It is that good.
I love the food so much, I have write about it often. Here is a scene from one of my novel length projects:
I’m Coming Home – All you need to fall in love is great food, margaritas and easy conversation.
They both ordered fajitas. Chicken for Sierra and steak for John. The good food and margaritas made the conversation flow easy.
“Where did you go to school after Loyola in New Orleans?” John asked.
“Florida State.” Sierra said.
“I was all partied out before I even got there,” Sierra said.
“I couldn’t image going to school in New Orleans.”
“Then I went to Georgetown Law.”
“I don’t quite understand,” John took a bit of his fajita, paused to savior it and lost his train of thought.
“What don’t you understand?”
“Oh, yeah, this is so good.” he wiped his mouth with a napkin and appeared be contemplate his next sentence. Sierra knew what he was going to ask.
“Ivy League law school and you work as a manager of a golf academy.”
“Is that a question?” Sydney tried to keep the annoyance out of her voice.
“I don’t mean anything by it, I am just curious how you got there?”
“I run a golf Academy in a foreign country. I generated over a million dollars in revenue. I am American who obtained a business license in China.” Sierra hoped she sounded confident.
“You trying to impress me?” John asked.
“Maybe. I don’t mean to sound defensive,” Sierra placed her hands in her lap, “It just I’m not as impressed with my credentials as I probably should be.”
“Because, it’s not what I want to do anymore.” It’s the first time Sierra had said that out loud.
“What do you want to be doing?” John asked.
“A writer.” Sydney said.
“Really,” John said. “What do you write?”
“Contemporary romance. Romantic comedies.”
“Let me read something?” John asked.
“Not a chance.” Sierra said and continued to make her fajita. Placing the chicken, cheese, sour cream, beans and guacamole on the flour tortilla in the correct order.
“Come on.” John said. “I enjoy a good romantic comedy.”
“Do you love your job?” Sydney asked.
“Changing the subject, I see. Yeah, I get to solve problems all day that only 1% of the world can even comprehend.” John said.
“What do you do exactly?” Sydney said. “I know you are ‘revamping the whole social media platform’ but was does that mean?”
“That is actually about 1/4 of what I do, but Bob likes to think he a social media pioneer.” John explained. “I create the internet presence for Zurich.”
“And, I am in charge of keeping it all safe.” John said.
“You trying to impress me?” Sydney asked.
“Is it working?”
Who has actually had Tex-Mex food? I don’t have to tell you there is a difference between, Mexican Food, Spanish Food and Tex-Mex Food.
I have decided that if (when) I move to Sydney Australia, I will have to live in the area known as The Rocks (TR).
The Rocks is a small, eclectic, fashionable, mysterious, touristy, but charming little neighbored just next to the City (what they call Downtown Sydney).
It reminds me of The French Quarter (FQ) in New Orleans and Georgetown (GT) in Washington, DC . I went to college in New Orleans and although I wanted to, my parents were not about to let a young impressional 18 year old live in the Quarter. What could I do, they were paying the bills. For law school, I lived in DC, but for practical and cost reasons again I didn’t get the chance to live in my dream neighborhood.
I just love these small eclectic areas of town that although they are frequented by tourist, they don’t loose their charm.
All these areas have the following in common (FQ, GT, TR):
1st floor old and new retail/restaurants and bars (Ralph Lauren next to an art gallery that has been there for 100 years)
2nd floor apartments/condos w/balconies (in the quarter, they are still reasonable, in GT and TR, pretty expensive)
alley ways that have the coolest shops (Alley Cat Jazz, Blue Note Club, I will find out tonight)
Wine bars/coffee shops (not Starbucks)/brewhouses
One great breakfast spot – (Clover Street Grill, Peacock Cafe, Pancakes on the Rocks)
Allow me the pause here parenthetical to extol the greatness of Pancakes on the Rocks. Any place that serves ice cream with pancakes is greatness in my book. Please don’t drool on your keyboard.
What is your dream neighborhood and what makes it so special?