• Other Than the Dogs . . .

Mexican Mocha

Aventurine, maybe jasper, agate?

French roast

The trip hasn't been all about the dogs. During a four-hour layover in Dallas, I was given a half-hour tour in one of the carts that gives old ladies a ride from gate to gate. The driver kept picking up (other) old ladies until finally he took me to C-24, where I got a manicure. I think he was milking me for a bigger tip but I didn't mind. When I told him I was getting a manicure he fell over laughing. "You going to a party?" he asked.


I found 3 stone bracelets and an angel-dog pin in a second hand store for $17. I love a bargain.

And I love coffee. Café Fina, named for the gas station the building used to be, serves a killer Mexican Mocha. Not a bargain; I make an exception.

My client's daughter has a coffee machine from another planet that hisses out a French roast fit for the gods. I may have found this year's Christmas gift to myself.