The Brit and I made the drive back from Texas Tuesday afternoon, getting back home early evening. Yesterday was a busy day of catching up on missed calls and emails etc, topped off with babysitting my niece and nephew for a couple of hours so my sister could go get her hair cut in peace.
The visit was good, but it always is when I go see my grandparents. The rest of my family kind of get on my nerves (although I still love them, of course), but my grandparents are a different story. For one thing, everyone else in my family are die-hard extreme-right conservative republicans. My grandparents are liberal democrats. In other words, they’re smart.
They still love their meat, though. Before the trip my Mema asked me if I was still a vegetarian (yes, Mema – STILL). When I told her that I had also stopped eating diary and eggs, she paused for a second and said “well, sweetheart, what DO you eat?”. Gotta love her.
They eat out every night, so the trip pretty much consisted of us going to a meat-centric restaurant and me trying not to be a pain in the arse while still trying to eat enough to survive. The outings to steak houses and burger joints were all worth it though, for my one little trip to Spiral Diner.
Mema and Papa were less than excited about the prospect of a meal without animal products, so The Brit and I went for lunch without them one day. Now, The Brit wasn’t very enthused about the visit either, but I made him take me anyway.
I started off by ordering a Mocha Shake. It was the best. damn. shake. ever.
For my meal I decided to try the Jamaican Jerk BBQ Sandwich, and it was pretty much awesome. It consisted of grilled multi-grain tempeh marinated in jerk sauce, on multigrain bread with grilled pineapple and other stuff. I just wish it had more pineapple, but I couldn’t complain. I got potato salad on the side, which was okay but nothing to write home about.
I wish we could have gone back one more time before leaving, but The Brit refused. Oh well, I guess I’ll have to wait until my next trip!
The Brit decided to go with the Spiral Burger. After one bite he declared it “nasty” and pushed the plate back. *sigh*. At least he tried. I boxed it up and ate it for lunch the next day. Even reheated, it was really good.
I wish we could have gone back one more time before leaving, but The Brit refused. Oh well, I guess I’ll have to wait until my next trip!
