On Holiday: Food Tourism and the Movies

One of the best parts of any vacation is the fact that you can eat anything and it doesn’t count. Here are some of the things I ate:

What I did not eat was okonomiyaki, which I really wanted to eat, but sadly we drove all over Austin and weren’t able to locate the truck. After a lot of wandering around and finding ourselves across the street from a store called New Brohemia whose stock you can probably guess from the name.

We ended up at New Brohemia after the first GPS mishap, wandering around a number of other food trucks that did not strike our fancy. Not to be deterred, RJ tried Foursquare, which sent us to another location entirely that did not have any food trucks to speak of. After the second round of wandering in the dark, we gave up and went to Aster’s to have delicious Ethiopian food and lots of injeera. When a door closes and all that.

Another disappointment occurred in our attempt to see Django Unchained at the Drafthouse. We checked the time and dutifully showed up at the theatre only to find out that it was sold out. This after we had a long discussion about my wanting to go see it with Mister E because he loves Tarantino movies so much. Instead we went on an adventure and found a regular movie theatre after a lot of searching.

After carefully weighing our options, we decided on Mama.

In case you haven’t heard of it, Mama is about two little girls who get taken out into the snowy woods by their father, who has just killed their mother and his business partners. He plans to shoot the girls and then himself, but before he can pull the trigger something drags him away and dispatches him. The same presence – Mama – then raises the little girls until they’re found five years later. They’re taken back to civilization and terror ensues.

This movie scared the piss out of me. Not literally, of course, but regularly and with feeling. There were a lot of those corner-of-the-eye glimpses of Mama, feral children scuttling around on all fours like crabs (shudder shudder), and a lot of jump scares that were terrifying even when you knew they were coming. There was also some of that horrible jerky contortionist-like movement that makes me cringe every time I see it. So yeah, it was good. The ending was bittersweet and unexpected, even to RJ who always figures out the ending of movies, so I can honestly say I recommend it.

We made it back home with much less incident than it had taken us to get to the theatre but without anything to eat because by that point it was so late that nothing was open and RJ had to get to bed to go to work in the morning. I must have been tired as well because I wasn’t even worried about the closet door being partway open. This time.

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