Les Demoiselles in Dallas

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Every year, my mom, sister and I try to find a weekend to spend time together doing a few of our favorite things: shopping and dining. The past few years we have spent this weekend in Austin- the coolest city in Texas, sorry Matt, it is true- where my sister lives. This year Debbie did Dallas! That is to say, they ladies came to visit me in the big D.

Well, tonight, I will attempt to recap all the great details of our dining and shopping exploits. It involves free booze, lots of chocolate and baby bumpers, sexy, huh? Stay tuned!


I know my Dallas-born and bred friends have heard me say this before but there is just something about our skyline. By golly, it sure is pretty, isn't it?

the best party of yesterday!

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It is HOT and about this time of year, I curse the very blood I was born from. I'm sorry, Mom, but it's true. I'm pretty sure it is the "Moore" gene- it might even be a genetic mutation, it sure seems mutant- that causes me to sweat like a menopausal woman in a Bikram Yoga class. Gross.

Anyway, the best part of my day yesterday was my COOL lunch break with the always cool, Erin Pickering. We went to Asian Mint at Forest and 75 (look for my impression of Asian Mint for this Friday's Being Catty). After our lunch, I kept thinking how nice and refreshing lunch breaks are, especially when they are used to their full potential! By that, I don't mean they must take up the entire "lunch hour" but they need to be fulfilling and energizing. So, yesterday, the best part of my day was the "breath of fresh Erin". (Pun intended)

the very best part of my day

My "Hottie Hybrid" Pepper, a variation of a habenero

I'm going to start daily post on this blog, called "the very best part of my day". It is pretty self-explanatory and if I need to further explain it to you, please stop reading my blog... now.

If you are still with me, you probably can infer that the best part of my day today involves our garden. This is Year 1 for our garden and I get pretty excited (maybe a little boastful) when I get to pluck the sweet fruits of our labor. This weekend I made Pinoeer Woman's creamy herbed potatoes for our Father's Day dinner with the Wilson's with my very own herbs! Basil, Rosemary, Parsley and Chives. I love the act of taking my kitchen shears, walking outside, and clipping a few stems from my herb garden. Catherine's cooking = local and sustainable. Take that, Alice Waters.

Get to the point, Catherine. The best part of my day: I spent a good few hours toiling in the yard after work. Do everything with a little bit of sweat and a lot of love (or is it the other way around?).

Ps. Those herbed potatoes were a hit! I cannot take credit though, it is all Pioneer Woman. She's wonderful, just wonderful.

Introduction

My childhood was filled with long days spent outside wandering the 'hundred acre' wood of our East Texas home and perfect evenings spent gathered around our family dinner table and then on my father's lap, listening to great stories: both of his own fabrication and of great literature, like The Book of Virtues, Winnie-ther-Pooh and The Berenstain Bears. (Sarcasm intended.)

Now, I will to record my adulthood, in an effort to better capture these long days and perfect evenings spent with my new family. This begins my personal "Book of Virtues".