thinking inside the box (la boite)
just returned from a nice snack at the box, or la boite if you like saying the box in french. designed by austin modhouse architect mark meyer. coffees, pastries served from a repurposed ISO shipping container.
#1 son was extremely grumpy. probably low blood sugar.
take note of the ones that look like ice cream sandwiches, more on those in a minute.
food and lavender lemonade did improve their dispositions. the sandwiches were really good! I also enjoyed an iced latte. you can just barely make out mark's head behind the daughter. also ran into another friend who just happened to be stopping by for a coffee, good times and good people.
using the Yelp form I'd made for them to organize their opinions and facts.
kids love fans. went back to the counter and got a round of sweets. I don't eat a lot of sugary items but the macaroons... they are something special indeed!
after I had one taste, everything came to a halt. this was one of the best things I've eaten in a good while! and I eat some good food too.
there is something magical about the perfect combination of gooey and crunch, chocolate and pistachio or the caramel.... both are worth making a special stop any time you find yourself in the 78704 (south austin)
his bad mood was no match for a taste of that macaroon.
all the rain has resurrected our zoysia
I have been pulling my hair finishing a few upgrades on the 73 2002tii, new carpet, new front seats and installed bilstein HD rear shocks. driving and looking better than it ever has. took it to terry sayther to sort the last few minor mechanical issues and to get that a/c blowing cold.
I had no paying photo gigs this past week. so I made the kids step into the light.
she was in the middle of guitar practice.
he LOVES the beauty dish light.
we don't visit the grove enough. this neighborhood wine bar and restaurant has really matured and honed their skills. evolved into that comfortable neighborhood option we'd always been looking for. great food and very affordable flights of wine. I was enjoying the malbec flight before a trip to see The Black and White Years at One World Theatre.
my grandmother always said "if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all". so I have elected to not go into detail of the live music show up the street from us here on the westbank. will not mention "douchebaginess" and will say that the black and white years did play well.