Friday night we were back at the Touhill for a performance of the Thailand Dance Troupe.
The dancers were mesmerizing, the music was evocative of fingernails on a blackboard. The dancing was like Tai Chi set to music but every song but one had either a string or a woodwind instrument that qualified as a Cacophone.
Saturday morning we had an early lunch at my other favorite deli on The Hill, Gioia’s. My favorite is the hot roast beef, one of the top two sandwiches in St. Louis. The other is the Daddy at Eovaldi’s.
We burned off some of the calories with a four-mile walk around Creve Coeur Lake.
Creve Coeur Lake is the home of the locally famous Dripping Springs, “Scene of the tragic death of the lovelorn Indian girl whose broken heart is said to have given the lake its sorrowful name – Creve Coeur.” Spooky stuff described here.
Nan sits under the Page Overpass, waiting for me to catch up. I kept stopping to take pictures as things caught my eye.
Oddly enough, Nan had never been to Creve Coeur Lake in spite of growing up in Creve Coeur.
After paying a visit to Nan’s Mom, we hit Lulu to satisfy our Mu Shu Pork craving.
- Poppa
looks like you guys had a great weekend. thanks for sharing the pictures!