
When we arrived, Michelann was mixing scones--part whole wheat with dried fruit and a few white chocolate chips. Dave worked on chopping vegetables for a crustless quiche while I fixed Lillian's broken necklace.
Then I washed the strawberries and chopped the broccoli tops, which we were substituting for asparagus. Grated gruyere on the bottom of the quiche plate, Sauteed onions and garlic on top of that, then a mixture of eggs and cream. The chopped broccoli went on top.

Good breakfast!

After breakfast Dave and I went back to the hotel to study the map and figure out our travel path for the next day's attempt to drive our way out of Texas (a really large state).
We went back in the afternoon so I could go with Michelann to a restorative yoga class at Yoga Yoga. This is the best yoga ever. First some stretching poses while tuning in to note your areas of tension, then relaxation poses to the sound of crystal bowls and other soothing sounds. David calls it nap yoga. It ends with the sound of a gong somehow made to sound like waves washing over you. And then small cups of warm ginger soy milk tea passed on a tray. I think every yoga class should end this way.
We got home in time to get Lillian ready for bed and get ourselves ready for dinner at Cafe Malta. This is a newer restaurant in Austin. It features "Mediterranean style cooking with a Texas sense of place." That means a fusion style using as many locally sourced products as possible.
Academy Awards night meant it wasn't too crowded when we arrived.
We started with three appetizers.

The Gozo Express was a sardine and green bean topped wedge of Spanish style omelette with pickled vegetables, and two small Maltese qassatats (ricotta and golden raisin filled pastries). Loved those qassatats!






David had the Maltese chicken with homemade preserved lemon beurre blanc and rosemary potatoes.
For dessert we had lemon curd on a shortbread biscuit and a tall shot glass of creamy smooth panna cotta with a basil gelee layer on top. Oops, forgot to take photos.
The restaurant was filling up as we got up to leave. I guess we weren't the only ones who chose Cafe Malta over the Academy Awards.
No Lick ice cream after dinner, we were satisfied.
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