I hope you all had a blessed and fabulous Christmas!
This past weekend, I took the Megabus for the first time to Houston to visit my grandmother for Christmas. I was being cheap and figured it would be nice to try out. Little did I know, I was about to get on the bus from hell. Everything was all good until we left Louisiana (I always said, nothing good happens outside of Louisiana.) Two sisters, one who happened to be sitting right next to me, were drinking gin (gross as hell) and were drunk and fighting with each other. Here I was, an innocent lady jamming to Kendrick Lamar and napping at the same damn time, and now I was about to be in the middle of a heated argument (verbal and thisclose to being physical) over absolutely nothing. I mean, these grown women (in their 50s!!!!) were in each other’s faces and I swear I haven’t heard the F-word so many times in one setting. They basically ruined the trip for all of us on the bus. I just couldn’t believe they were acting like asses and there were so many kids on the bus, it was embarrassing. Anyways, I eventually arrived in Houston or “aich-tine” as my two favorite Houston gals say. One of my favorite uncles who lives in Houston picked me up and I really didn’t care where we went, I just wanted to get far away from that bus and Frick and Frack.
He took me El Pueblito, a Latin American/Caribbean/Mexican restaurant in the Montrose area of Houston, about 45 minutes away from our final destination in Spring, TX. Now, I’m not a huge fan of Mexican food. I love Taco Bell but that is like the plankton of Mexican food. And we all know about my love for Chipotle! But El Pueblito was beyond my expectations! The waiter offered me a margarita and I couldn’t say “yes” fast enough. The margarita was a standard ‘rita with top shelf Tequila and a bit of blue Curaçao for color (which I absolutely love!) For the meal, I had the Texas burrito with beef fajita, sour cream, fresh avocados, pico de gallo, lettuce and perfectly spiced salsa. My uncle had the Caribbean Snapper with black beans, rice, fried plantains and sour cream. When he worked downtown, this was his regular lunch spot so he knew just how awesome this place was.
Anytime I go to Houston, I always end up eating at Cracker Barrel, Shipley’s, Jack in the Box and What-a-burger– only because I lived there for a month following Katrina and ate my way through depression (another story for another cocktail.) So, I appreciate their food (even though I despise that place!) and all that it has to offer. Check out the photos below of my Houston Holiday Adventure!