Do you love food? Do you love hearing/reading about exciting new eats and start salivating at the thought of unique food experiences? Do you follow food carts around in your quest of achieving true palate satisfaction? I don't. I'm not a foodie. I stick to my tried-and-tested meals because I know they will taste good every time. One could say I am a picky eater. I usually have to be physically forced to try anything new. Hence, these are my chronicles as a non foodie in Houston.
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Whip In: Got Compost?
I know I've been MIA for a while... and tbh I don't have an excuse other than the fact that I forgot to take pictures every time I went out to eat. Mostly because I went out in a large group and I don't want to be the weirdo taking blog notes while everyone else is busy being human.
Not to worry, I have an amazing post to get back into the swing of things with. I present to you - Whip In: a smorgasbord of saris, white girls named Gayatri and Porta Pottys. If I had to define Whip In in one word it would be - recycled. The outside of the building has the decor of a smoke shop and the inside has posters of divine goddesses watching over you as you orgy your way into nirvana. The beer selection was pretty good but I was a tad disappointed in how one dimensional the brunch menu was. Every dish was some combination of eggs, bread, tortillas, potatoes and tamarind.
Not to worry, I have an amazing post to get back into the swing of things with. I present to you - Whip In: a smorgasbord of saris, white girls named Gayatri and Porta Pottys. If I had to define Whip In in one word it would be - recycled. The outside of the building has the decor of a smoke shop and the inside has posters of divine goddesses watching over you as you orgy your way into nirvana. The beer selection was pretty good but I was a tad disappointed in how one dimensional the brunch menu was. Every dish was some combination of eggs, bread, tortillas, potatoes and tamarind.
The food was decent enough to eat but I just wish the menu was as weirdly amazing as one would expect from this place.
I also wish I did not have to go pee in a unisex bathroom afterwards either, because although I am all for gender neutrality, I really don't want to have to layer up the toilet with sheets of Seventh Generation tp before I feel comfortable enough to hover over it.
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