If you're like me, when this nice weather rolls around you'd rather be outdoors. For as much as I dislike camping, I spent an immense amount of time outside this weekend.
Saturday morning Jon and I went for a walk/jog at Lake Hefner. Part of that was a lie, I've made it clear how much running and I don't get along. I did jog for about 4 minutes total and then realized I still don't like torturing myself. Jon pushed through, that little champion.
Later Saturday morning I took my mom to KD's Southern Cuisine. It was our first time. If you haven't been, what are you waiting for? KD is our MVP, you owe it to him. I would suggest going early if you can. We had a reservation for 11:15 and got there around 10:50 (yes, we're always unusually early) there was a lot of parking available which is always a relief.
The service was excellent. Probably the top service I've had in a long while. Our server, Felicia, was very enthusiastic and knowledgeable about the menu. She was funny and had great suggestions. We started with the cornbread, per Felicia's recommendation. I mean, when it comes to me and bread you really can't go wrong, but this bread was so right. It came with butter that had orange marmalade in it---need I say more? We also indulged in a Momosa (I am being clever, I know how to spell mimosa). I've had a hankering for catfish and we both coincidentally ordered the fried catfish---like mother, like daughter I suppose. What we didn't know was that one plate would actually feed a small village and there we were with two plates. True Southern style, portions for days. Sure we were completely stuffed after our entrée, but what's a holiday if you don't have a dessert? We shared the peach cobbler. No complaints!
After that I did some shopping, you know, to walk off my Buddha belly. Then I was hoping my friend HP was free to meet me for a margarita. Thankfully she was. We sat on the patio at Iguana in Nichols Hills. I'd like to think we were just celebrating Cinco de Mayo late with our queso, guacamole, salsa and pitcher of margaritas but let's be honest we'd get that any day. Plus, Iguana is a Keep it Local joint. Even if I only save $0.10 I still feel really accomplished.
Then we walked down to Organic Squeeze. I'll be honest, I am not one who dove into this organic movement. In fact, most of what I eat is probably very inorganic. Don't roll your eyes, I'm not anti-organic, I'm just pro-all foods. I ordered the Spicy Thai smoothie. It was a new experience for this palate of mine. I obviously liked it because I revisited OS this week for breakfast, a maple pecan smoothie to be exact. This is also a Keep It Local spot. Treat yourself...it's on you.
Sunday morning Jon and I decided with the 25+ mile per hour winds it would be a good idea to ride our bikes from our sweet home guarding us from Santa Ana gusts to the lake....around the lake...and back. I'm not really someone who pushes through a physical struggle with a grin. I was pretty miserable riding at -2 mph (sarcasm, I got up to at least 5mph). 15ish miles later we finally made it home. Don't let this discourage you from getting into cycling, it really is a great form of exercise and much kinder on your body than that curse word: RUNNING.
Get out, try new things, enjoy the great outdoors and check the winds first.
