This Little Piggy Went to Central Market

Sorry I've been out for a few days, fans.  Apart from feeling miserable with a cold, I've been researching if using the Nose Frieda on a minor constitutes Child Endangerment.  Apparently the Geneva Convention on Torture doesn't cover this. (Yeah, go figure)

Speaking of torture, it was Halloween last week, and my parents decided to meet up with a good friend of ours for dinner. I was dressed as a fairy. I didn't object much because the stick (that my mom enunciated as "W-a-n-d") was quite interesting.  My cat, Laika, on the other hand fought her costume tooth and nail. Which cat likes to be paraded as a zebra? What's up with these adults anyway?

Anyhoo, when I got to Central Market, I met my friend Aripops. I really like the guy.  He's an affable chap.  I think we get along, even though we don't talk much.  His favorite word is "Car" (pronounced Cawww) and mine is "Duck". It would be a very short conversation if there was one.  Despite the lack of common interests, I feel very comfortable in his company. So it was nice to sit down for dinner with him.  I felt a little agitated for him because his mom dressed him as Piglet. If my Mom were to pull that on me, I would have raised hell, "How would YOU like to be dressed a pig in public, Mom? Not so cute are we now?" At the minimum, I would have put up a screeching fight like Laika. But this is Aripops. He wiggled into the pink costume in his usual agreeable manner. With a smile, no less.   He attracted a lot of attention too - "oh, what a sweet boy!" "Look at him smiling" An old woman even came up to dance with him. If anyone could pull off looking cute as a pig, he could. And he did.

So, there we were, fairy and piglet sitting down to dine.  My parents raved about the vegetarian pizza (my grandma who had eaten there a few weeks prior nearly OD-ed on the pizza because it had all her favorite toppings - artichokes, olives and feta), and they decided I should partake in Central Market cuisine so they got me Mac N Cheese.  I spat out my first bit of it. Eww! I turned to share my disdain with Aripops when, to my great astonishment, I saw him enthusiastically chomp down his Mac N Cheese with his bare hands! I sat in my high chair aghast. Different folks, different strokes, fans. 

One thing Aripops and I did agree on was the live music.  We live in Austin, where live music is kind of a big deal.  That night, the band played some fun music to which we boogied. It was a blast! I enjoyed working off my rice and dal to Cajun music.

The Highchair Verdict:  I gave 4 out of 5 stars to Central Market primarily because of the fun  live music. To be fair to the cuisine, if you're into Mac N Cheese and all that jazz, apparently this is the place to eat.