Eating out

After supporting my Aunt Linda at her choir concert this evening (The Houston Choral Society put on their annual “Christmas Potpourri”), we all went out to eat at a local Mexican restaurant (as you so often do in Texas).   

Aunt Linda made a comment about how cultured this week was turning out to be: Mexican tonight, South African cuisine tomorrow morning to celebrate my birthday, and a sushi date on Tuesday.   I reflected a moment; I am so grateful there is such a diverse representation here in Houston.  Besides those I just listed, there are Vietnamese, Indian, Italian, Mediterranean, Brazilian, Ethiopian, Jamaican… the list goes on and I just love it!  It gives me hope that people are becoming more open-minded to other cultures… a small step to accept someone else’s food, but a step, nonetheless.

As I was thinking these thoughts of an ultimately accepting and Utopian society, my uncle called out to our waiter, “Hey Pancho!” to get his attention.  Oye.  “Mortified” is a good word to describe my reaction... I'm pretty sure that showed.