Hey, Pony. Where you been?

Remember when running away from home was a tactic to scorn your parents? To punish them for their insolence and general defiance against your precious desires. It was a wagging finger at their audacity for daring to ask you to perform a menial chore, or passive aggressive chastising for having the nerve to place ridiculous punishment on you. No! You would show them that you were the victor, the one in charge, you would run away from their wretched shackles... until you got to the end of the block and realized the defiant tyrants at your gilded prison are the folk who feed and clothed you, so with your head held high and pride intact (as you were returning on your own terms) you graced the unfitting with your precious presence once again. 

What if it was now an adult standing at the corner, suitcase in hand and deciding where you would flee to? What place in this world would be the ideal place to escape the everyday life that vexes you? Well, I'd start with somewhere I didn't have to think about anything. All inclusive resorts are good for that. All your food, drinks, house keeping, and play time are effortlessly (it would seem) provided for you. The worry about things like cost and time frame slips from mind and you are swaddled in relaxation.

Ok beaches aren't your thing, if you're running away seeking adventure, there's always some nerve racking, thrill based getaway you could attack head on. Like a safari, and I know you're thinking "Oh African safari's are so last year." and I'd tell you that number one, you're full. Khaki's and lion watching are always in season. But secondly you should have waited for me to explain further. As I was going to say Alaskan safari, who feels foolish for jumping the gun now, you do. It's ok, I forgive you. Seriously my wee underpants gnomes, it's really amazing the wildlife one can find when they take a cruise in Alaska, yes there's whales, but there's more than that, it's the most untouched region of North America, our disgusting carbon footprint has barley made a mark there, and the wonders you can see are breath taking.

Trafalgar Square

Finally, if I truly could find a place where I really dream of running away to. I'd go back to London. I love England in general, but London stole my heart and soul when I went there. The culture is amazing, the people were kind, and the history mesmerized me. It's the one place I went and instantly felt like I had found where I belonged. There was no need to adjust to anything, it all felt like I had been lost and finally made my way home. If I truly had the chance to pack up everything I owned and everyone I loved that's where I would go. I'd runaway to London.

Let's try a new spin...

I have been deep within the search for all the most fascinating cruises one can enjoy. I wanted to get away from normal, you know the whole four day cruises around the Caribbean with three stops one always being in Mexico. Yes they are all amazing cruises and you see some of the most breath taking scenery in the world. But it's been done, a lot. It's time to branch out, go for something that is outside of your comfort zone (Ha! Someone has said this to you before, must have been a genius). There's so much to discover and to pigeon hole one's self because you know it a good time from the fifteen times you've all ready done it, well you're robbing yourself.

River cruise, I know they sound a little 'eh' because when you're from this country, rivers are meant for white water rafting, fishing, or providing a ridiculously long word to learn for your third grade spelling bee. But river cruising in Europe and Asian is something to behold. It's one of the ways to see Europe untouched by modern day. You travel down these canal and rivers and see the world as it was ages ago. And the history you learned about as a child is right there. At your finger tips. Not to mention, it really fine cruising, and by fine I mean high end. The restaurants are five star dining, and the cabins are some of the finest accommodations I have ever seen anywhere, and the ships are not filled with thousands of patrons, they're small, and you have this intimacy you cannot get on an ocean liner.

Now let's say, you want an ocean experience, but you're willing to step outside of the box. There's a vast amount of options for you out there. One of them is cruising north to places like Alaska. One of my favorite cruise companies explains cruising around this area is like seeing the world before it was touched by the human footprint. You can see glaciers, go whale watching, even see the aurora borealis. Again, it's top of the line. There's no cramped cabins, packing in a family for four into a closet. No these places are meant for lavish luxury, and the ship fits the bill. It's the perfect marriage of experiencing top end, luxury travel and witnessing nature in it's truest, untouched setting.

So that's two options of two very different types of cruising. And the options are really limitless as to where you can go, what you can see, and what sort of cruising you want to do. It's a matter of know who to contact so they can help you find it. Like I don't know, maybe your favorite wide eyed traveler.

I'm on a boat!

Boats. Yep they're awesome. And strangely a HUGE part of travel. Ok, well it's not strange when you think about it. It's actually a brilliant way to travel. When I had to pick my specialty I was smack with a hard reality, that there is a roughly a billion specialties to chose from. From business travel, to eco tourism. It's a massive spectrum, and being thrown into the mix and being told I better pick or I'll drown in all the options, well it's scary.

How does one decide what is the one focus they want in this career, it's broad and amazing what all you can do. But it's not practical, and it's not smart business to be all over the board. You can't know all the tasty details over every kind of travel out there, you have to set your focus and become the uber guru to your chosen specialty.

I started thinking about what I love to do, and I kept going back to three things. First, was that I love the creepies! I do, I cannot get enough of that stuff, but again when being practical, it's a very limited field. And then there's Island travel, white sandy beaches, sending my clients on a vacation that seems to take place in paradise. The problem I find with that is, it's not diverse, not really. Yes there are several resorts and beautiful locations to be seen, but the diversity really breaks down to what you can afford.

The third calling I felt drawn to was cruising. At first I hesitated to even consider it, because I thought it more than likely lacked a lot of diversity. But when I started going through brochures we had here in the office, I found that the cruising we saw Kathy Lee promoting, wasn't all that was out there for people to do. There's whale watching cruises, theme cruises, and what got my attention, European river cruises. The field of cruising is endless, and it's got something for anyone who is looking for a great vacation, that is affordable.

So there it is my gnomes. My chosen field is cruises, of all shapes and styles! I found my yellow brick road, and I'm really off on this adventure.

Lesson #1, they're called ships, not boats.

From the swells of distraction.

I'm back my dearest underpant gnomes! I apologize greatly for my wretched neglect and pray to your chosen higher power that I can please dissolve this shroud or rancid let down that I pulled over myself shunning those I hold near and dear to my aching heart. Please I beg of you, please find it in your tender, warm souls to forgive my misgivings and enjoy this new entry I bring to you with love and new found direction.

Taking this journey has been at times a calm and steady stream, but at other times, it's fast moving and sometimes difficult with maintaining the smooth and steady focus I hold so precious. It's when the current of my office life is off the rapids that I can find it easy to sit down and write something profound and inviting, gaining smiles and hat tips for a sound quip, or remarkable tongue in cheek comment that really gets you thinking.

My thoughts have been centered elsewhere, creative writing class, writing a bio that seems to have no end in sight, or picking a specialty. All of these paths that would have amazing pit stops here on my dear sweet blog but no, I have shunned away what inspires me, and that is wrong. So I am back, focused on all the avenues of my new career. Heading down this path with a new found focus thanks to some direction from my fearless and brilliant mentor (that's a freebie!). I'm going to get back to walking my path and sharing it with my readers. No more shutting you all out. Nope, back to being your quick witted wide eye'd traveler.

I can't wait to roll you with giggles on the metaphorical floor as I explain to you the search for what wide eye'd traveler has chosen to specialize in.

The list is life.

Ok I know it's wrong to use Schindler's List as a title to a blog, but it's gonna be a good, blog! You'll see.

I wanted to start my bucket list off with a bang. Something that when people read this, their jaws would drop and nod silently, awestruck by the flooring discovery I had brought to them, something they too must visit before their end of days. It's a tall order if you think about it, I mean just writing about random thoughts is hard enough but this, this is some heavy hoo-ha. So the only place I can picture living up to such a grand challenge would have to be an oasis of awesome.

I found Emirates Palace Hotel when looking though some of my favorite sites for fascinating locations. It is so astounding that I am contemplating breaking off my love affair with the Augustine to devote all my love and attention to this magnificent desert rose. It's this completely self sustaining morsel of perfection. Allow me to explain.

It took three billion dollars to build this and that's not with a "mmm" it's with a "bah", billions! When you go to most resorts in the world, it's wonderful because you're at the beach, all your needs are met, you can just kick back and relax. Take that philosophy and multiply it by a bajillion and you have the Palace. Unlike most resorts with let's say ten (I'm being generous) places to chose from for your dinner, this place has one hundred and twenty-eight! Where most places when you lay out the staff is happy to get you a refreshing beverage from the bar, this place has a staff who will bring you a cool towel for your face and rotate your umbrella for you to protect you from the sun's devious rays. And it's gorgeous, really, I am happy just to stare at the pictures all day, heck I'm writing this blog so I have another reason to stare at it some more. I'm having a virtual vicarious relationship with this place, yes my very own VVR!

This place is like being taken to another world, a whole new world if you would. I understand that most don't consider Abu Dhabi when they first think of luxury resorts, but I assure you, it's leading in the way of luxury. But it's not just luxury, it's becoming a real hub for every sort of tourism you can think of. From some of the most fascinating ancient archaeological site dating back thousands of years to the world's largest indoor theme park Ferrari World. There isn't a narrow minded view when it comes to travel, if you can imagine it, they probably have it.

Yep, I'm Special!

Today I am faced with a hard, hard challenge. An even harder challenge than planning the perfect family vacation.... The task that faces me, and stares me down is a complicated one in more ways than I can fathom. I have to write a bio about myself for our travel site. 

You would think, yamming about how amazing you are and letting the world know that you are the best for whatever their needs would be cake walk. But you're wrong. There is a huge obstacle facing you in a challenge like this because as you begin to type you start realizing that all your short comings are not short or meek they're these skyscraper size hurdles that you can never conquer and all those people who said you'd never amount to anything are right! Oh the humanity! Ok, so maybe not so intense but it is a big unforgiving mirror being shown to you. 

Your focus goes from everything you accomplished in your life to every opportunity that seems to have passed you by like a bullet train. Not to mention somewhere in the back of your mind is the fact that eventually after you finally get the emotional strength to pull yourself together and write what you think is the most jaw dropping bio written on a person ever, your boss is going to attack your personal Pulitzer prize winner with a weed whacker. 

But to hell with feeling like a nobody, and to hell with worrying if you're not good enough. I'm going to put on my big girl panties, suck down my body weight in caffeine, munch on some chocolate, blast my favorite tunes, and write a bio that's worthy of having my name attached to it. I am the self proclaimed Queen of Halloween and Paranormal vacations. I got to write a review (that is now highly respected) about a hotel I once dreamed of. Those are just a couple things that I have already accomplished and I have only been in the travel business for six months, image what goals I'll reach after a year or even a decade. The Augustine might be my dream now, but the whispers I hear calling out to me will be answered, and I'll be taking so many people on beer excursions through Prague that it won't be a fantasy, it will feel as at home to me, as Italy feels to Harold. Perhaps you should take a look in the unforgiving mirror, push past everything, and write your own stellar biography, make yourself your own inspiration. 

From a Wide Eyed view... Part 2

Good morning and welcome back for the second entry into this series. Today is going to be a great blog because I'm writing about one of my personal favorite hotels and it's my birthday. Yep I'm now somewhere between eight-teen and a hundred. Moving on, today I will proceed with my alternate Halloween activities idea, but still on the same path as yesterday.


Next on the list, the Adolphus. Allow me to make some things clear about the Adolphus, it's one of my favorite hotels in the world. It to me is up there with my precious Augustine in Prague. It is a classic, gorgeous piece of Dallas history, that has stood the test of time and came out as the ultimate luxurious hotel in downtown Dallas. It's one of those places where you feel you should wear black tie to walk through the lobby, but the staff is so kind that they treat you like royalty even when you're slumming it in flip flops and cargo shorts (I was there to look for ghost so I dressed comfortably!). When I started doing research for this project I felt my heart skip a beat because it meant that I had a valid reason to go stay at one of my dream hotels (there may have been a moment where I squealed and did a little spin in my chair).

Onto the Halloween spooky stuff, we'll start with a brief history lesson. Once upon a time there was a girl getting married, so excited about her wedding she decided to have it on her birthday and not just anywhere, no it had to be the perfect place, so she planned her wedding at the Adolphus Hotel in Dallas Texas. She waited for her husband to be, but sadly realized that he had left her jilted at the alter. Lost in her despair and her heart riddled with pain, the bride took her own life hanging herself in the ballroom where she was meant to marry the man she loved. The grand ballroom where the sad bride took her life is now a shell tucked away hidden on the 19th floor of the Adolphus, it's rumored that the bride is still there that she walks the hallways waiting for her groom to finally arrive, but never finding peace for her restless soul.

Of course after hearing about this Faustian story, I knew that I had to stay at the Adolphus on the 19th floor, I needed to see if a grief stricken girl did roam around looking for the man who clearly sucked because he bailed on her wedding day. There's a lot of documented creepiness that I was looking to see if I could encounter:

• Phantom big band music playing
• Bride walking around
• Sounds of a woman crying echoing through the hallways

Those were all the clues to look for, or so I thought. I found that the elevators on the 19th floor were also a draw for those who wish to see the proof of the bride. The videos I have seen were all the same, at a random point in the night (maybe day) the elevators on the 19th floor begin to randomly open and close at the same time over and over again while the phone in the waiting area rings. Should you pick up the phone it will either call down to the lobby, or you will hear the sobs of a mystery woman.

I unfortunately did not get a room on the 19th floor of the hotel, which is fine because the research wasn't meant to be done in my room, it was in the hallways of the floor, so it didn't matter where my decadent room was (on a side note, if I could have stolen my bed and taken it home with me, I would have, it was the best bed I have been on). My partner in crime came with me, and she was ready to shoot pictures but the moment she put fresh batteries in her camera (twice!) the power from them was drained, a classic tell tale sign that we were not alone.

We decided that we needed to go down to the gift shop and try our luck with some newer batteries, we went down the stairwell from our 20th floor room and came across the entrance to the now sealed off ballroom, the look of it made the hairs on my neck stand on end and then of course I tried to look into the open hole in it. All I saw was the blocking of the door keeping us out of the infamous ballroom. While my friend got her batteries in order, I spoke to one of the staff about the ballroom and the bride, I asked him to show me the ballroom and he declined so back to the 19th floor I went. We sat for a while, I jumped a little every time someone came up to the floor, but there was no dance of the elevators. However there was some sense of unease while we sat there, and the middle elevator did this odd thing. It would trigger the light indicating it was going to open and even heard it dock at the floor, but it didn't open. It did this several times and each time was just as hair raising as the first.

All in all my findings were, that this is a magnificent beauty of a hotel and if you're looking for ghost or not, it's the Adolphus. Few hotels in the world match up to it when it comes to elegance and luxury, as for the ghost hunt, it's fun there. You can hunt around all night, the staff is happy to talk to you about all the spooky legends. It's a wonderful stay, oh and if you plan on doing the elevator door stake out, make sure you bring a drink and snack.

Fun from the Wide Eyed view... Part 1!

This is the beginning of the end, the final series of blogs for the month! This brainchild started the whole Halloween themed blogs in October. Granted, yes, October being the month of Halloween was a wee bit of the reason too, but let’s focus on these blogs being a labyrinth of twist and turns of true Halloween inspiration (cue Halloween-y themed music)! The honest inspiration of this is simple, for most people who don’t have kids to take trick or treating, or love to go to a bar typesetting, Halloween is lost on them. Because let’s face it, they can’t show up to some strangers house asking for candy without it being a stranger danger moment, and some people don’t find it a hoot to pour copious amounts of booze down their throats while trying to figure what animal ears the woman in the Victoria’s Secret nightie is wearing.  These people shouldn’t be counted out when it comes to Halloween fun because they refuse to be creepy and sloppy, and for those gentle souls, I present to you some options that are suited to your fancy.

We begin with the Hotel Lawrence a historic building tucked away in downtown Dallas. This hotel is classic and you can’t help but feel completely immersed in Dallas history. When walking into the swanky lobby, the fact that this is rumored to be one of the most haunted locations to stay in the Metroplex seems to drift away. The art deco décor is lavish and inviting, and the promise of milk and cookies makes it almost impossible to want to leave the comfortable seating area. But this stay isn’t about comfy couches and tasty treats, alas no, it’s about the bumps in the night and the fables haunting the halls. Legend has it that there are several haunted hot spots in the Lawrence and of course, my devotion to my readers I went to find out for myself how haunted the rooms where.

I imagine my staying at the Lawrence was what it was like for Mr. King to stay at the Stanley Hotel. If I had been left there alone with nothing but my room and a typewriter, I probably could have written a masterpiece. There are a few specific tales of why and what is haunting the Lawrence, in room 1009 is rumored to be the dwelling of a congressman who took his life, and in the basement the sound of children can be heard and the laundry carts move on their own. But the most recordings and scariest stories are of the legendary room 807, the haunt belonging to the deadly and devious Smiley.  There is debate on how he came to an untimely demise, some say it was a brutal butchering, other’s say it was by his own hands that he made his way into the afterlife, but all agree that Jack “Smiley” Jackson is no ghost to fool around with, from chocking guests with towels to allegedly slitting the throat of a man named Brookshire. I will admit the fear of staying in a hotel with such a devious spirit was a little uneasy, so naturally when I called to confirm my room I made certain I was staying in room 807.

When I arrived in my room, I got a true sense that I was stepping back into the past, making it easy to let all the spooky senses become heighten, and to my macabre fascination the view from my room looked over the grassy knoll, escalating the fear factor of the room to a magnificent level. I did some searching around looking for some spooks and frights. I didn’t see any visual apparitions but the goose bumps were there along with the sneaky feeling that I was not alone. I did find some startling evidence that I am a chicken, I made several attempts to go to the basement but for some mysterious (ok I say “mysterious” you might say “wussy”) reason I could never manage to send the elevator to the basement floor.

Perhaps I was a fortunate soul and the ghost of good kind Smiley decided he would let me stay in peace,  or perhaps he used me as a catalyst to tell other’s there’s no fear and to come stay at the Lawrence so he can feed his thirst of savage hauntery. There is no telling of what is real or make believe when looking into the paranormal. I’m not a ghost hunter, I’m just a girl who loves to look at the world with open eyes and let whatever excitement come my way. It’s fun to be scared, its fun to be frightened, so even though I didn’t see any goblins or ghouls it was still fun sitting on pins and needles waiting to see what might jump out of the darkness. 

(to be continued….)

What dreams may come.

I know I know, I'm a bad blogger, I promised a next day blog about the advantages of vacation rentals by owners. But when I came in today Harold my brilliant enlightened boss (that's five bucks!) sent me some information on a really interesting hotel in New York. This sparked a new blog idea for me as I looked over the  new awesome Yotel New York. I have an obsession with hotel's in general. I think they are these fascinating venues where you can leave the world behind you and relax. It's (for me) a means of really being able to escape what stresses you out in day to day life and completely allow yourself to unwind.

Now, even though there's an incredible amount of really awesome NOT super unique hotels out there in the world, today I'm going to focus on those with an insane 'WOW" factor, especially those found in the United States. First of course is the Yotel New York. It's this crisp clean brand spanking new hotel in NYC that is modeled to accommodate luxury, fun, excitement. But let's get down to what makes it so cool. The lobby to start off with has a robot to store your luggage. I don't think I need to go on from that, because we live in an age obsessed with simulating the images people from the fifties thought was how the future would look like now. So luggage toting robot army thingy, check! Now there's all the awesome decor to go with it, it really feels like a hotel that the Jetson's would have booked for themselves, minus the air travel tubey things. The hotel of the future is here today my friends. Finally the rooms aren't rooms, they're cabins. They are brilliant constructed floor plans to make a usually confine space seem roomy, like taking a room that looks like it's meant for two and suddenly the couch converts into a set of bunk beds. Yep I'm impressed.

As for the person who saw "The Hills Have Eyes" and thought to themselves "Hey, I want to live in the face of a desert cliff and be little spooky", I have a place for you too. Kokopelli's Cave, this place is freakishly awesome. Let me give you a brief description of the abode, located in New Mexico it's a 1,650 square foot one bedroom house, carved into 65 million year old sandstone 280 feet above a river. Don't tell me this doesn't sound amazing. It's so cool! It's unique and a little frightening. It is probably the only place in the US where you have to descend into your room, and sign a waver that you won't sue them should you die at the location. But no one who has ever stayed there said it was anything less than phenomenal or amazing. It's the first hotel I have ever researched that has zero negative ratings about it at all. The place is huge considering you're literally staying in a hole in the wall. There's a waterfall shower, a hot tub, and pretty much any luxury accommodation someone could ask for... except food, there's no room service here so bring your grub with you.

Since I gave you a place from the future and another nestled in prehistoric rock, I thought the last place should be... Well I can't say in the middle because 35 million years ago is still ancient. So something a little older, but still modern enough. Heceta Head Lighthouse in Oregon is listed as one of the world's most unusual and unique hotels. It earned that title by being said to be the most beautiful light house in the world and is adjoined by a luxury cottage that is also the hotel. The hotel is actually a Light Keeper's Cottage, the inn only has a capacity for 14 at a time, and because of how small and cozy it is, it's known for being one of the most romantic bed and breakfast. There isn't a room that you can't see something breath taking out of your windows and the prices are actually pretty affordable considering the high quality of the hotel.

There's so much out there to discover, and maybe my love for finding these crazy accommodations is silly, but I don't want to be someone who doesn't take the opportunity to go explore and see the world from a new perspective, be it a robotic run hotel, or a romantic cottage that looks like it was made for a Nicolas Sparks book. Don't settle for normal when you travel, don't be that person who only seeks out the usual hotel because the waffles are free and you know they have HBO. Find somewhere that makes your heart skip a beat, and if you can't find it on your own, call me at Epicopia Culinary Journeys and I'll find you something.

Your Casa is Mi Casa? At least for the weekend.

All photos are exclusively vacation home/villa rentals by owners

Ever go on vacation and wish you could take that cozy feeling of being at home with you? Ever sit around your house and wonder what it would be like to live somewhere else, perhaps a fancier setting? Ever wanted to know what it would be like to own a villa looking over the Italian country side? Yep, me too. Don't get me wrong, when I want to be spoiled and have a girls weekend where every room I walk in I feel like a pampered princess, you bet your bottom I'm going to stay at one of my favorite hotels. But when I'm on a long vacation with my family, I want it to feel like home, plus when you have a six year old it's nice to have a room for just him and a room for just me (sorry hotels, privacy partitions don't do the trick after the forth day on a vacation). 

I recently went to the magical land of Montana to spend Labor Day with my main squeeze and our families (which you should know since I wrote about it two weeks ago). There were so many of us staying there that staying at a hotel wasn't exactly ideal, so I went to work and started doing my research, and found a cute property for rent as a vacation house in Bozeman. The interesting thing about it was that it was for rent by owner. It was great! The townhouse was adorable and cozy, and it had three bedrooms fully furnished. But what was startling was how affordable it was, where staying in a decent hotel would have cost us well over $150 for each room for each night, this entire house was $150. It really seemed too good to be true; affordable pricing, real privacy, and no worries about making sure you're not streaking through the room when the maid service pops in... awesome. Granted there's some downsides, there's no regulations that have to be met when dealing with certain websites, there's no maid service to pick up while you're running around for the day, and there is no room service. 

It's amazing what you can find when you want to find something perfect for you, you have the pick of the litter from almost anywhere in the world. You can find a cabin nestled away in the mountains in Montana, you can get a villa over looking the ocean in Puerto Vallarta, or (as I said before) a rustic Italian villa over looking the Italian countryside. The options are pretty limitless and it makes travel interesting and possible for any imagination and any wallet. 

Tomorrow I'll be talking about a way for you to find out how to take advantage of the by owner rental opportunities, and what are all the really cool benefits of it.

Holy 'Mole!

Tomorrow is a very important national holiday for those of us in North America, something we all treasure (or should) is getting the acclaim it truly deserves. I think back to this beautiful concoction and think of all the times I shunned it in my childhood ignorantly, judging it on it's less than scrumptious appearance, letting my bigotry steal moments of pure delight from my life. Till I finally took a leap forward and opened my eyes to it's tantalizing deliciousness and fell in love with Guacamole.



 September 16th is the celebration of National Guacamole Day, our most precious creations, not as a country but as a continent. This mouth watering dip is one of the most simple of recipes, but I think it's the beauty of how the few yet powerful ingredients marry that makes it such a staple in southern dining. If you have not tried this dip, I encourage you to get brave and go devour some in respect of this glorious holiday this icon so righteously deserves.

If you live in the Dallas Metroplex, there's a fantastic restaurant we at my office love with all our hearts named Mextopia, it's a wonderful eatery on Lower Greenville. The appetizing menu is full of traditional Mexican cuisine, and of course they pride themselves on their fresh lime margaritas. The food is fresh and tasty, and the atmosphere is soothing and relaxing. While you're there, ask about a very cool trip they are hosting to a culinary treasure, Oaxaca, I promise you this is something you must see!

Another Wideeyed stamp of approval for those of you wanting to celebrate National Guacamole Day, after going to the bar, is Los Arcos. This hidden treasure is simple quiet and open 24 hours a day, and at 5 am they have a mariachi band come and perform, beware trumpets are loud after five jager bombs. This gem is located on the corner of Hall and Ross, I found that it (like Mextopia) features true Mexican cuisine. And as a personal heads up, I found their white queso dip mixed with Guacamole is the perfect prevention to a hangover.

Now how about some fun National Guacamole Facts.

• When Spaniards encountered the Aztec empire, the locals were making a sauce called Ahuac-mulli, which means "Avocado-mixture". This means this delightful dip is older than the United States of America!
• Schlotzky's is recognizing this holiday by giving away free Guac' on any sandwich ordered on September 16th with purchase of any sandwich meal.

I hope you all have a great weekend, visit your favorite Mexican restaurant (http://www.mextopia.com/)in honor of this great holiday. Go visit your favorite co-op or farmers market on Saturday to continue your fabulous farm to table dining I know you all have been doing so great at. In the coming weeks you're all going to see some really fascinating blogs coming to you; about a beautiful Oaxaca trip we're involved with and what I'm learning from it, a look into something pretty cool in jazzy little town we all know, and a challenge I set for myself and my bladder. Have a wonderful weekend my favorite gnomes.

P.S. I have one more interesting fact for you. The word Avocado descends linguistically from the ancient Nahuatl word ahuacatl, meaning "testicles". Some language experts think that conquistadors combined the Nahuatl with the Spanish "abogado" (lawyer) to make the present word for our favorite green fruit. So, when eating Guac', you're chewing on mashed lawyer balls... there's some food for thought! Enjoy!