Another Brunch at Flora & Muse…

I thought we were to skip the brunch today, but changed our mind (my mind) after been thinking it over on the way out.

Instead of taking the walk straight away, we stopped for a Sunday Mimosa and Bloody Mary at Flora & Muse. There is as mentioned a lot of restaurants, but they all have different atmosphere and not all of them do have what I feel is the atmosphere for Brunch, Flora & Muse has. So before we started the 30 minute walk across Memorial Moll we had Texan Breakfast for Laila and Napa Valley Omelet for me. Texan Breakfast was not as big as you can expect, just a perfect breakfast for a “female” this time with scrambled egg, bacon, French toast and jam.

It was either to go to the gym today or enjoy a walk outside, and it ended up walking to the moll before we went to the grocery and bookstore. TV and radio was purchased yesterday, but we was lack of one cable so a good reason for a walk on a Sunday. The forecast had promised rain, thunder and lightning,  and we dressed up for it, but nothing and with a temperature above 20 deg C, a raincoat was not needed, just the short sleeves T.

The book “Stupid Texas” >idiots in the Lone Star State< that I take some parts from now and then is written by Leland Gregory who also is the author of Stupid History. Here is another of the many of his collections.

UP IN SMOKE

Cleburne residents Mr. a Mrs. David Pawlik were curious about the “blue flames” that flared up every time Mrs. Pawlik lit a cigarette, so David called the fire department to see if it was something they should be concerned about. An inspector told Pawlik not to light another cigarette, flick the lighter, or strike a match until he came over to investigate. Unfortunately, Mrs. Pawlik became nervous about having her house inspected and instinctively lit a cigarette to calm her nerves. According to a July 11, 2007, article in the Forth Worth Star-Telegram, the subsequent explosion killed her instantly. Investigators discovered that a natural gas leak underneath their yard had slowly filled the Pawliks’ home with gas.