Upcoming tenacity Dinners

Still haven’t made it to one of the tenacity dinners yet?  Then here are two good excuses for you to RSVP and get your avant-garde food swerve on: July 26th and July 31st.

Randy Rucker has created a page devoted to posting only the dates, times and menus of each upcoming tenacity dinner.  You can check it out here: tenacity.  The next date is this coming Saturday evening, a rare weekend treat, while the July 31st dinner falls on the now-traditional Thursday evening.

This Saturday’s menu features:

  • Chilled soup and salad of summer squash
  • Glazed snails, bread & butter pudding and preserved garlic scapes
  • Cornbread gnocchi, baby onions and espresso
  • Long Island Duck, spaghetti squash and ancho chili

…among other things.

Sadly, I had to miss the last dinner due to a last-minute scheduling conflict (I hate you, day job), which means that I missed hanging out with the Cordua brothers (of Americas, Churrascos and Amazon Grille), Avi Katz of Katz Coffee and Chef Bryan Caswell of REEF and enjoying Randy’s and Plinio’s creations.  Damn, damn, damn.

If any of my previous posts on tenacity have piqued your curiosity, I encourage you to indulge in one of the upcoming dinners.  It’s an experience you won’t soon forget.

The Weekend In Food


6:30pm:  At Fu Fu Cafe for dinner with Richard and dad.  No luck, as it has unceremoniously closed for the summer.

6:40pm:  Eating at QQ Cuisine instead.  You can read all about it here.

8:30pm:  Stuffed!  So stuffed!

9:15pm:  Laying prostrate on couch like beached whale while watching Top Gear.  Too much Chinese food for one night…but Richard Hammond’s sunny little face will always make a girl feel better.


8:00am:  Contemplating making breakfast.

8:05am:  We have no eggs.

8:10am:  Or bread.

8:15am:  Or juice.

8:20am:  Oh, sod it.  I’ll eat these Oreos I found in the back of the pantry and make Richard an extra big cup of tea instead.

8:25am:  Mmm…Oreos.

9:00am:  Richard at the gym.  I can play Bioshock!

9:05am to 10:30am:  Lots of running around, shooting zombies and scaring the dog with the loud noise of grenade launchers and plasma cannons.

11:00am:  Getting dressed.

11:30am:  Leftover Chinese food from QQ for lunch.  Chinese is even better the second time around.

1:00pm:  Heading out to Richmond for a birthday party.  Doo-dee-doo.  Just a leisurely drive…


2:30pm:  Seriously.  I had no idea people could live this far away from the city and commute to work every day without killing someone out of sheer longevity-induced road rage.

2:45pm:  Finally arrive, after quick pit stop for birthday present and card.

3:00pm to 7:30pm:  Gorge ourselves on party food and cupcakes.  OM-NOM-NOM-NOM.

9:00pm:  Arrive home to starving dog who desperately needs a pee.  We are bad canine parents tonight.  😦


8:00am:  Breakfast items have not magically appeared in refrigerator overnight.  Very disappointing.

8:30am:  Head to McDonald’s for — go on, judge me, I’ve brought it on myself too many times — one dollar sausage biscuits and hashbrowns with a vanilla iced coffee for me and a milk for Richard.  *sigh*

9:30am:  Getting dressed.

10:00am:  Work on articles for Houstonist.  Someone please read the godforsaken site!  Please?!?

11:45am:  Head over to newly-opened Raia’s for lunch with Ruthie from Great Food Houston.

12:00pm:  Raia’s is quite difficult to find.  Perhaps they should invest in a sign as part of this whole “restaurant” thing?

12:30pm:  Luckily, food is quite good and it’s pretty cute inside.  Full writeup soon.

1:45pm:  Heading home again to have “date afternoon” with Richard.

2:30pm:  Head out to movie theatre to see The Dark Knight.

3:00pm:  Parking lot at Memorial City Mall is COMPLETELY full.  WTF, people?  It’s not like it’s tax-free weekend, for God’s sake.

3:30pm:  At Marq*E (or whatever ridiculous spelling) instead; parking lot slightly less full.

3:45pm:  All shows sold out for The Dark Knight except for one.  Snag those tickets!

4:00pm:  Killing time in Cafe Adobe with two Tecates and some queso before the movie.  This is way better than popcorn.

4:20pm:  Until I spill the cheese dip down the front of my shirt, that is.  Aaargh.

4:45pm:  In the theatre.  Previews starting!!!

5:00pm to 7:30pm:  Woman to my right talks the entire time.  Taking all my willpower NOT to slap her.  She is sounding out words on the screen as if it’s a Hooked On Phonics movie.  “Cat-AS-trop-hic?”  NOOOOOOO.  SHUT UP!!!!!!!

8:00pm:  Despite mongrel idiot woman beside me, The Dark Knight was awesome.  Richard is stunned into silence the entire ride home by just how good it was.

9:00pm:  Back home, watching trashy BBC documentary called “My Small Breasts and I.”  Despite lurid subject matter and grammatical farce of a title, it’s incredibly boring.  Women with small breasts, you are lucky!  Quit your complaining before I dispatch someone to slap some sense into you!

10:00pm:  Oh, God.  Do I really have to go back to work tomorrow?  Already???