Bart has had the whole week off of work and since I’m back to working part-time, we had quite a lot of free time this week. We recognize that we won’t have zero kids forever and that this time is fleeting, so we do make an effort to use our free time wisely.
After hearing from some friends that now was a good time to go to Fredericksburg (a little bed and breakfast town west of Austin known for its peaches), we determined that we’d take a little road trip down there and spend an afternoon (alas, there could be no bed and breakfasting for I do have to go to campus on T/Th and I work the other days).
We planned to spend the day wandering around the town, visiting the little shops that dot Main Street, and buying peaches. I had big plans for those peaches – homemade peach ice cream, freezer jam, cobbler, etc.
And then last night we discovered that our library had season six of 24 and we picked it up and watched the first two episodes. Suddenly it was tempting to stay home and just watch 24 until we were blue in the face. When we went to bed last night, we still hadn’t settled on whether or not we were going to go.
But when I woke up this morning and the sun was shining and the whole day stretched ahead, I conjured up the feelings I would have at five p.m. if we’d spent the whole day in front of the TV. It wasn’t pretty. I shook Bart and said “Let’s skip the gym and be out the door in 90 minutes.”
We started in a little cheese shop (mmm, cheese) and, clearly able to see that we were drooling with hunger, the owner recommended a little restaurant called “Hannah’s” down the street. We took a look at the menu and the serious cuteness of the restaurant and had a seat. There was a Thai Green Curry dish on the menu which tempted us both, but in this little German town, Bart worried that the curry would be lackluster at best. The waitress, however, assured him that it was delicious and that the chef had, in fact, won several big awards for his curry.
We were sold. Bart got the curry and I got a Reuben sandwich. And, wow, was it the best meal we’ve had in a while. We loved both dishes. In fact, I can’t say anything more convincing about the curry than the fact that both Bart and I – avid cooked pepper haters – not only tolerated but enjoyed the peppers. It was a phenomenal lunch.
Afterwards, we walked up and down Main Street, popping in and out of little shops (especially the fudge and ice cream shops; I insisted that we visit nearly every one).
Oh, it was just the cutest thing you’ve ever seen – it was pretty tiny, but filled with gorgeous book shelves and tons of tables and big armchairs and two complete audio collections of the Hank the Cowdog books. There were two giant staircases that went up to the adult section and a little spiral staircase (closed off, of course) that came back down.
And then, on our way home, we bought 15 pounds of fresh peaches for $12.
Ice cream and jam will be forthcoming.