House of Pies

We sat in the back, in a corner of what used to be the smoking section. But there's no smoking now in that whole place, indeed in any restaurant in Houston. So we were liberated from the previous non-smokers' ghetto.

Trudy had a cheesesteak. I had a BLT. We both had fries and never looked back. Ben had a second breakfast which involved strawberries and whipped cream. Afterwards Trudy ate some sort of chocolate pie thing, and I descended into a vortex of delirium as I ate a slice of strawberry-rhubarb pie a la mode.

Seems kind of pathetic I suppose for the day after Thanksgiving. But we were on the road, and trust me, it wouldn't have been even if we weren't.

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House of Pies on Kirby in Houston

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