Last week we were treated to a three-day visit from my mom. We'd been talking up San Antonio for awhile and she was eager to see some of the places we've come to love here. However, she was much more eager to see her little granddaughter!
We took her to see a San Antonio landmark: the Alamo. She took a few family photos for us... always a treat!
The next evening my mom watched Lena while Elliott and I went out on a date! We chose an exciting location for this date: the top of the Tower of the Americas, 750 feet off the ground. We were totally excited about our first one-on-one date since Lena was born (can that be right?!) and loved our little window booth with a view of the whole city.
The restaurant rotates on top of the tower so you can get a 360-degree view. We tucked a tiny piece of paper onto the window to see if we would make it all the way around. It took about 2 hours for the piece of paper to get around, and we missed it the first time. Four hours later we were still savoring our wine and conversation when we discovered our tiny slip of paper again. By then it was dark (this restaurant likes ambiance!) and impossible to take a picture without a huge flash. We thought this was funny at the time.
Of course no trip to San Antonio would be complete without some evening exploring along our River Walk.
My mom took us out to a local gastropub (ie. foodie restaurant) on her last night in town. The dishes were amazing! We chose about 6 or 7 little tapas-sized plates with Brussels sprouts in a sweet chili sauce, Bourbon pork belly on sweet potatoes with torched marshmallows, fried chicken in Old Bay spices, cauliflower and paneer in a curry sauce... I'm getting hungry just remembering it.
Lena went to town on the aforementioned sweet potatoes, which were pureed as though intended for her.
I finished off the meal with a delicious mug of thick cinnamon hot chocolate. Sooo good. Highly recommend this if you come through San Antonio; it's called The Monterey.
The next morning we all got up at 3:45am to go to the airport. Ouch! My mom flew back to Virginia while our little family flew to California for the weekend. More photos to share about that trip tomorrow.