FRIDAY PHOTO POST!
I will have more photos after today, but I think this is quite enough to be going on with for now. I do have icons to post too but can't be bothered to code them. So let's get straight to photos!
Supposedly, Chicago has been under a single storm system for a week, just swirling around and around. It does make for beautiful skies
around the Wrigley Building. POUTINE
. Kind of. My secret? "Gravy a la French's
Texas: it's pretty brown
Welcome to our Food Trailer mini-tour: Lulu B's
, where we sat behind a douchebag (pictured); Hey Cupcake
, and the rest of the Trailer Park
on Congress (second douchebag also pictured, this one pestered us while we were buying cupcakes); and finally the Trailer Park on First
, including Holy Cacao, where Mum got a cake ball
DID YOU THINK I FORGOT TO SHOW YOU THE CUPCAKES? I DID NOT
. That's three chocolate-chocolate cupcakes, two vanilla-vanilla cupcakes, and a carrot cupcake with cream cheese frosting.
The thing about Giddings, Texas is that there's no reason to think it's creepy. It's a largish bedroom community outside Austin, and it's no different from a dozen other towns in Texas. But there's something subtly wrong about it that pings my "maybe cannibals live here" sensor. I admit, it takes some time to see it. It takes some time to realise creepy shit like this
is only ever displayed in public in film adaptations of Stephen King novels.
You thought I was kidding about going antiquing at the Big Red Barn
, didn't you? (The barn itself is behind me in this picture, and I am behind the camera, so.)
You didn't think I was kidding about the longhorn chairs
, did you? They even had what I can only describe as a longhorn car seat
. But that was nothing, nothing compared to the drawer pulls made out of taxidermied deer feet
I am so sad this picture came out blurry, because it looks like a shop, but I swear the bust of Caesar you see is actually that large
I coveted this flamingo
. I desired it. I could in no sense afford it, but I could covertly photograph it.
I also coveted this post office counter
that was ripped whole out of an antique post office and put up for sale. I'm starting a savings account now.
Okay, this was the mystery of yesterday
. It's a velvet case full of what are clearly Masonic symbols. None of them are sharp; the star has pegs on the other side as if it's meant to be used as some kind of trivet. Does anyone have a clue as to what this set is actually used for? The dealer didn't know, and neither did Lucky or my Mum, both of whom had parents in the Masonic Order and Eastern Star. We didn't buy it, because I didn't want to own it, I just want to know what the all hell it's used for.
On the way home we stopped in Elgin for food, and happened to spot Meyers, a famous BBQ joint in the area. I just like the sign
And that's *tickertape noise* this week in photographs.