Brennan's of Houston

We were downtown tonight for a surprise birthday dinner for one of our friends.... his wife arranged the dinner party to celebrate his 60th birthday. The entire weekend was filled with surprises for J, being that their two daughters flew in from California and Massachusettes to celebrate their father's birthday.

My husband and I hadn't been to Brennan's before, and it was really a special treat. The restaurant looked as if it had been plucked right of the French Quarter of New Orleans... beautiful old building with lots of dining rooms and outdoor eating areas. The food was out of this world...... we had a wonderful salad to start, then pecan-crusted mahi-mahi with fresh green beans. I chose the Bananas Foster for dessert, my husband had the pecan pie. All of the dinners and desserts looked wonderful as they came to the table. Turtle soup was also on the appetizer menu, but I wasn't going to stretch my limit and try it. A few Brennan's regulars at our table chose that soup instead of the salad, and it looked and smelled like lentil soup to me. Still, just the thought of eating something with turtle is just too Louisiana-ian for me.

So that was our night........ nice group of people, great restaurant. Amazing restaurant, truth be told.

Our morning today started off with our usual weekend "surprise" of a breakfast visit from our two young 14-yr-olds....... they ride over on their bikes, set them up in the driveway by the back door, and in they come, ready for hugs and hot chocolate and scrambled eggs. We always act surprised when they ring the bell, but we've come to expect them now. As long as it isn't raining, we can count on the girls riding their bikes down our driveway before 8:30 on Saturday mornings.

Tonight was a school dance for C and L... they were both excited about getting all dressed up in long gowns and high heels. C and her mom drove over here this afternoon to borrow one of my black shawls for C's dress. C was wearing a tee-shirt and shorts when she came up the walkway, but instead of her usual sneakers, she was wearing black satin heels.... wearing them to practice walking on the heels. It was funny to see....... she's really not too comfy in heels, and instead of buying shoes with a lower heel, she opted for nearly a three-inch heel. Way too high for her, but I didn't say a word. I wonder how she was able to dance in them tonight, much less walk. C said she'd call us tomorrow and let us know how her evening went.