Luanne and I drove to San Leon to have lunch at Gilhooley's Oyster Bar and Restaurant. What a cool place - probably the definition of redneck! Inside was totally crowded and we sat outside (which was our preference anyway) at round plywood tables. In the trees beside our table was a bicycle which had obviously been tied to one of the trees years ago and has grown up with the tree! The smoked oysters were lightly battered and absolutely huge - and delicious- as was everything else we ate there! The parking lot, rather than gravel, has oyster shells- all in all, a very cool place to eat!
On Sunday, since our choir had the day off, I went to Grace Episcopal Church, just to check out the american equivalent of Anglican - very, very familiar service - like going back in time, except that the liturgy has been updated, very like the BAS. Do all Anglican-ish churches have tiny choirs? I had to fend off a number of rather heavy-handed requests for me to join the choir here!
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| The bicycle in the tree |
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| Pickled tomatoes, garlic bread, coleslaw, fried oysters, fried chicken livers |
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| Yep - that's one oyster - and a very thin batter, so the oyster really is that big! |
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| This and a bottle of French Lavender are the soaps in the bathroom - but both contain the standard pink restaurant soap . . . |
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| The signmakers screwed up and spelled the name wrong, but Gilhooley's decided to keep it anyway, since it was free because of the screwup |
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| Ambiance . . . |
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| Oyster shell parking lot |
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| Grace Episcopal Church in Galveston |
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| Would you believe - an Avon Winnebago? |
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| It even seems to glow . . . |
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| Aftershave . . . Luanne found it in a secondhand store - and yes, it was empty! |
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