Slowly but surely we are getting settled in Dallas! Last weekend we took a break from unpacking the bajillion boxes (really more like 14, but they seemed to multiply beneath our noses) to take a trip to Fort Worth. A colleague’s wife told us about a store called Old Home Supply, which she described as “very Fixer Upper.”
Since we LOVE Chip and Joanna and are trying to decorate our apartment “farmhouse chic” (cheesy description but I love it), we decided to make a day of it!
The store was amazing. It smelled like an old shed, full of dust and antiques, but we found a few gems. We got a beautiful mirror for the entryway, and — how do you describe it? A tin cow for above the kitchen table? I realize now that it’s a little odd, but we both liked it at the time and thought it would look cool on a side wall. It’s not hung up yet, since we’re still scouring Etsy and the earth for a kitchen table, but here’s a photo:
After we got our goods securely packed up, we decided to go to a restaurant Mark had seen on Food Network called the Woodshed Smokehouse. After a few cold years in New York, it was AMAZING to sit outside along the river in March.
Mark has a propensity to always order the weirdest thing on the menu, so we split a Texas-sized paella with rabbit-rattlesnake sausage. Yep, you read that right. There was rattlesnake in our paella. It was — shall we say “unique,” instead of a less complimentary word?
Perhaps I should be more specific. I’m not one to criticize the chef, but the rattlesnake tasted like old socks, though there’s probably little the chef could’ve done to change the taste of the serpent.
We ended up bringing home, I kid you not, nearly 15 pounds of leftovers. The meal was described as for 4, and we figured we could bring home two extra servings. They really don’t skimp on the portions, though. I would’ve described the dish as for 8, easily.
So if anyone would like some rattlesnake paella, we have plenty! Hope you all have a great rest of the week!