Taste of the Northside

The Taste of the Northside.



"Hmm.. I wonder if I should have printed a map."

So began our trek to Canyon Springs Golf Club on the far North Side. A trek that took a few minutes longer than it should have, because we missed our turn. Then me and Rey saw a TV station's live truck going the other way.. "Let's follow them!" I yelled. I pulled an illegal u-turn at Stone Oak and Hwy 281.. and found our way quite easily.

Once there, it was a comedy of errors figuring out all the little things we forgot. Syrup pump. Spoon. Bean Hopper. My list failed me. I had crossed these items off BEFORE they made it to the truck. Note to self: Make more lists!

We got set up and waited for the influx of customers. It was slow at first. People wanted food. And beer. I chatted with a few people I knew. Shara and Natalie arrived and we were ready.

We served up Iced Vanilla Lattes and regular brewed coffee for the no frills crowd. People were genuinely happy to see us there, and some of our regular customers stopped by to say hi.

However, we did meet a few. sigh. How should I say this? Interesting people. It's amazing how people's conversation filter shuts off when people get sloppy drunk. A memorable night for people-watching, that's for sure. For them.. they probably won't recall anything.

We had so much fun. We were right by the stage, so we got to watch a lot of tipsy people who thought they could dance shake their wares for all to see.

SHARA will be checking in soon to give her take on the madness.

-Tricia