Three weeks seemed to have spun by in a flash. Friendship, fun, memories in this city I grew up in.
No trip to San Antonio is complete without a visit to the iconic Mexican Restaurant downtown, Mi Tierra. If you visit San Antonio, this is a high priority place to have a meal at…and maybe a Margarita
The famous San Antonio Mercado (Market Place) is right across the way, within the same little complex where Mi Tierra is found; and here, one can get a good taste of Mexico’s art and souvenirs.
A little aside…The main objective for this trip was quite a sentimental one, I’ve begun work on a little book of family recipes for my kids, and one of those recipes started with my grandmother who lived in San Antonio. Oddly enough, this Mexican grandmother handed down the most incredible turkey stuffing recipe that is a family favorite, a fried oyster stuffing. The stories vary a bit on how my grandmother came by this recipe, but it wasn’t from Mexico. And the story only adds intrigue. My grandmother owned and ran a little hamburger joint across the street from one of San Antonio’s oldest city parks, San Pedro Park. But I digress; I ran across an old photo of the hamburger place, and I decided to go and see what was now in the spot it used to be in.
And San Antonio’s goodbye to me was also finding that my grandmother’s home a few blocks away is still intact, a bit updated on the outside from when I had last seen it. Stopping to take a photo of the outside of the home, the owner happened to be going outside, and I told her who I was and how this house had been my grandmother’s. I was invited inside! To walk through the rooms in this house, where I spent so much time with my grandmother when I was a child, was more than I could have imagined. It was the kitchen, where I sat and shared so many meals and stories with my grandmother, that grabbed my heart. So, the Sunday Traveler recommends travel, always; but travel home if you can. One never knows what gifts you will find; and not necessarily in a market place.
Brings back so many fond memories of my time in San Antonio (except the summer heat- I’m forgetting about that friggin’ heat). Thanks for sharing!
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You made me lol, Gabe. Thanks! Never mind the humidity 🙂
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I enjoyed the story of your grandma and your trip to her house. I had dinner at Mi Tierra my first night in San Antonio 7 years ago. It is down the street from the La Quinta Inn that I stayed at. What a small world.
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Glad you liked the story, Allan. Thanks. And glad you got to Mi Tierra while you were there. It really is a part of San Antonio’s history.
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The meal was tasty and I really liked how the colorful strings of light added to the ambiance.
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Lovely images; and how special to be able to go inside your grandmother’s old place. I’ve driven by a few houses that have family memories, but have never been brave enough to knock on the door and talk to the new residents.
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Thanks, Su. If the owner hadn’t come out just as I got out of the car to take a photo of the outside, I don’t think it would have even entered my mind to knock on the front door and ask. I think my grandmother knew that and sent that lady out to get me 🙂
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I suspect my grandmother would be whispering in my ear “ask why they bliddy (closest she ever came to swearing) pulled out my roses?” 🙂
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nice photos, San Antonio seems to have some cool places to go 🙂 PedroL
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Thanks, Pedro. San Antonio has some incredibly cool places; it just keeps getting better!
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🙂 hope I can check it one day Angeline! PedroL
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Angeline, what a heartfelt story about your grandmother’s home…moments to treasure past and present.
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Thank you, Sally. This invitation back in to my grandmother’s home is so treasured, my heart was ready to burst when I walked through that front door.
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What cherished memories for you…
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