|Big Mango Trading Company|
|Glass disc at Big Mango|
|Antique high tech|
|Who were these children?|
For lunch w treated ourselves to a most delicious meal at the newly opened Bridge Bistro. Occupying the corner of a renovated, mid-century modern-looking building, it's all windows and white walls, tables draped in black with sprigs of rosemary in the bud vases, very spare but not stark and quite pleasant. However, don't go expecting views of the soon-to-open, Calatrava-designed bridge over the Trinity; the restaurant is directly on Riverfront.
Riverfront, which, of course, leads one to expect some trace, some glimpse, of the Trinity. Alas, the river is back behind its levees, and the "boulevard" remains firmly industrial in character, a hodgepodge of warehouses and odd, assorted businesses. (My view from the bistro was a lot filled with boats, mostly small cabin cruisers, although the sign said it was the Big Rig Reconditioning Center.) Yet it does have real character, gritty but interesting, probably rather jarring to the eyes of those who come from the suburbs to the north with all their neatly landscaped and sanitized shopping areas.
After the meal we managed two more antique malls before succumbing to that fatigue which is more an overload of the senses – the constant visual and mental processing of shopping – than it is physical. We stopped at Zaguán Latin Cafe for a coffee and pastry to regain our strength, then finally called it a day.