Time to walk, this time we will take the sidewalk. Our destination is a Market Square where Mi Tierra restaurant is, two families, John & Yolanda and Steve & Julie plus her daughter, have told us not to miss this.
The San Fernando Cathedral is on the way. Two years ago when we were here on Palm Sunday the front area was in repair. The entryway notes the supposed relics of Davie Crocket, Bowie, and Travis heroes of the Alamo battle. The church is still decorated for Christmas with the manger scene, oodles of poinsettias and Christmas trees.
The main alter is totally covered with gold, with two alters along each side. There are two markers which signifies the center of San Antonio , about 30 feet apart?
Down the street is the Governors residence dating back to 1745, it is a must to visit.
Low doorways, the people were shorter those days. Thick walls, one and a half or two feet thick, keeps it cool in the hot summer.
The grand courtyard garden has a couple of two hundred year old live oaks, palms, cactus, large leaf philodendrons and many ponytail ferns, with many blossoming garden plants.
A fountain in the center with a walkway around it made with quarter to half dollar size stones cemented in.
We walk down the way and find the Old Plaza that has many markets in it, plus the restaurant we are looking for. We got in line to get our buzzer for seating. Behind us is a small family that had come from a wedding, the father of the groom and the mother of the bride (who is with child) and a 5 year old little girl. Needless to say they were not wanting to wait an hour to be seated. I heard the father ask if George was there, he indicated he knew him well. Well we went to the bar for a beverage, raspberry margarita and a bar special margarita. In comes the wedding party and sits right next to us, we acknowledged each other and gave them one of our empty chairs. They sat down and all of a sudden their buzzer goes off, we guessed that he actually knew the owner.
We were seated in what I suspect is the worst seat in the house, but after waiting for a seat and the last we ate, was last night, and it is 1pm. I get to look directly into the used plate area and dishwashing area, but directly to my right is the men’s room which I can look into each time it is opened. Like I said we were hungry and would just rough it. Shirleen had deep fried shrimp with hand cut fries and I three tamales, black beans, rice and tortilla wraps. Along with the meal was another of those fine roasted pepper dips. Good food and service, poor seating.
The rest of the restaurant had many lights and trinkets hanging down from the ceiling with strolling minstrels charging $6 per song. As we walked to the bakery looking for the empanadas filled with sweet potatoes or pumpkin that John suggested, none in sight, sure a big assortment of bakery products. Coming alongside of me is the father of the groom, he stops and asked how the meal went and where are we from. He said he had gone to school with the owner of the restaurant and that is how he got ahead of the line.
We walked through this area looking at some of the Mexican art brought across the boarder for us to buy. Looked for the chocolate with cinnamon or the Jamaica (hibiscus) drink, did not find any.
As we left the square I noticed the mosaic adorning the wall of the hospital Yolanda works at, so we walked over to the park adjoining the hospital, sat down and viewed its beauty.
The park had a nice wrought iron gazebo, I always like their picture.
We walk back to the hotel on the river walk, strolling and taking in the romantic walk way.
Going to Mark and Priscilla's in New Braunfels for the next two or three days. Not sure of email but have cell phone. jerr