You meet all kinds in Texas.
This guy was one of the nicest. Calm, friendly, and his ancestors have been rambling around the state for generations. Though I understand he is not exactly a guy in the strictest sense of the word, but a longhorn steer. Isn’t he pretty?
I fell in love with Central Texas last April when we visited the area around Brenham, Washington-on-the-Brazos and, afterward, Austin. April is particularly beautiful for the spectacular wildflowers. I had had no idea this area was turning into a copy of California wine country: vineyards, expensive, yummy little eateries, shops and all! And we hard some of the best music at Luckenbach while eating barbecue and drinking beer at a picnic table.
I had mainly come here for research on my novel, Here We Stand, but why not have a little fun at the same time? On this two-month trip to Texas and Louisiana, between Texas barbecue, Cajun fried and New Orleans seafood, I probably gained about eight pounds. Oh well. It’ll come off this summer. I hope.
She sees food as fun, you say? You betcha.
What’s your favorite fattening fun?
I escaped the Colorado Cold and flew to Arizona for two fantastic days at the Tucson Festival of Books and, besides perusing the numerous tents full of authors and books, attended, let’s see, about eight workshops full of information about social media, publishing, marketing and speech-making. I got to listen to and meet two of my favorite bloggers, Chuck Wendig and Kristen Lamb! Now that I’ve met them, maybe I’ll be able to get them each to do a guest blog here. Are you reading this, you guys?
Besides getting an education and being able to buy wonderful books at half price, this Festival manages to have yummy food vendors. I was there with my best friend from first grade (we are book lovers from way back), and we spied one of our most favorite foods in the whole world—Frost gelato! If you haven’t had Frost gelato, you are missing out on one of the great wonders of the world. This stuff is better than ice cream. Not only does it come in flavors one can hardly imagine, like tiramisu and Bailey’s cream vanilla, but it is lower in calories and fat than ice cream. But I’ll dare you to notice. This stuff is so rich and creamy. My favorite is sea salt caramel.
How sad a person can’t get Frost everywhere. Although I discovered it is now in Albuquerque and Chicago, and there are lots of franchises in the Middle East. Wouldn’t you know. By the way, I do not own a Frost Franchise nor do I know anyone who does. I just love it. I must have inherited the ice cream gene from my mom.