The folks take us for walks along the canals here in Phoenix and 2 Sundays in a row, after our nice long walk they've stopped to have a bite at the San Gabriel Mexican Cafe'. Mommy was all happy 'cuz they were in time for happy hour. Strange to me that she needs a restaurant to tell her when to be happy. Anyway, we like this cafe' very much because we don't have to stay in the car or at home while the folks eat out. We can't go inside (something to do with health regulations) but we can stay on the sidewalk.
Here are Hootie and I outside the "outdoor seating" at the yummy San Gabriel Mexican Cafe'.
This sign on the outside wall says Corona Street, but it was really 16th Street. Silly bi-peds don't even know where they are!!
Now, if you look very closely you can see my eye peeking through the railing. You see, there are yummy homemade corn chips on the table and Mommy would slip some to Hootie & me because we were so well behaved. She also gave us regular dog treats, but the chips were our favorite.
Here is Mommy slipping us some chips. Good Mommy.
Boy does that look good Dad. Sure wish you'd slip me some of that burrito! Notice Daddy is drinking a soda pop. He didn't want to be as happy as Mommy was I guess.
Almost forgot the best part. Mom ordered a caramel flan to share but forgot she didn't like flan (if you can imagine that!). SO, we got to share most of it with Daddy. Yum! It sure was happy hour!!
Now I am taking you to a whole other country in these last 4 photos. They are from last summer when we all went to Canada. Remember the ferry ride we got to take? Well, after we got off the ferry and before we went to the Ainesworth Hot Springs, we went to Nelson to one of our favorite eateries the Outer Clove. It is a garlic restaurant with garlic in everything on the menu, including the dessert. (Similar to the Stinking Rose in San Francisco, but not near as fancy.) Of course, we had to stay outside there too.
There was a funky import shop next door so we got to help greet all the shoppers. Hootie left some pee mail on the tree/sidewalk so Mommy had to dump a few glasses on water on it to make it go away...Uptight much Ma??
There's cool as a moose Daddy with the waitress.
That waitress was really nice. She told us that there was some kind of weird law in the city of Nelson, BC, Canada that says "No Dogs On Sidewalks". But that law was written a long time ago when the town was flooded with Hippies. The Hippies all each had a dog and the local merchants really didn't mind the dogs so much, but really didn't want the Hippies loitering around, so made the law. Well, Nelson doesn't have any Hippies anymore (does anyone?) but they never took the law off the books. She said lots of people tie their pooches up to the tree or railings and no one seems to care. The police station was just a few steps away up the street so our mommy felt her paranoia justified. I was surprised she didn't grab a scrub brush to clean up Hootie's pee mail!
Well friends, that's the end of our restaurant hop. Hope you enjoyed it. We know that Asta goes out to eat all the time with her folks. Does anyone else have any food trips to tell us about? Would love to hear about them.
Smooches,
Baby Rocket Dog
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