Houston calling

Funny place Houston. Not an oil refinery or stetson in sight. In fact the Galleria area where I spent the whole time could have been lifted from most other places in the States.

It was a quick fire but worthwhile work trip although our three hour delay in getting there on Tuesday evening made me realise that we should have planned to stay an extra day to squeeze a little more out of the trip.

Meals were generally restricted to grabbing a glass of wine and some bar food but we did eat lunch at what was described to me as an ‘interior Mexican’ restaurant. The menu was interesting and took a bit if studying without a nacho to be seen.

I did get the group to join me in a bit of a bonding session as we each tried the toasted grasshoppers for an appetiser. A little weird and they didn’t taste at all like chicken but like most things if covered in enough garlic and chilli, it becomes perfectly edible.

I must mention the hotel we stayed in, which was excellent. The Granduca resembles a Tuscan villa with plenty of old world Renaissance charm, but it didn’t help the feeling that we weren’t actually staying in Texas at all.