Easter at our house starts with (many) spicy bloody marys and brunch consisting of bagels, lox (with capers!), hard-boiled eggs, and toast points paired with delicious jams and jellies. Because Easter was so late this year, it was fortunately warm enough to set up our spread on the freshly-cleaned and newly-planted pool deck.

People in Dallas often joke that there’s a long-standing rule that if you live in Dallas, you’re required to hate Houston…and I’m told the feeling is mutual. Having been to Houston only a few times in my adult life, usually for business meetings or to visit my late Granddaddy when he had his heart surgeries there, I can’t say that the rule doesn’t ring true for me. It’s never been one of my favorite places. Despite that, the kids and I decided to hit the open road last month for a quick trip down I-45 to spend a couple of days exploring the Bayou City. My opinion of the city has largely changed for the better.