Corpus Christi: Coffee and Beer

During our final days at North Padre Island, I ran low on my home-roasted coffee.  Normally, under such circumstances, I switch to tea or something else.  The chances of getting anything really fresh from a coffeeshop or grocery store is nil.  

Sometimes, it's possible to go directly to a small roaster and ask what was roasted recently.  I found a small roaster in Corpus Christi called Driftwood Coffee Company.  And when I say small roaster, I mean their coffee roaster was really small.  In my own shop, I had a 12 kg roaster that comfortably did batches of 20 lbs every 15-20 minutes.  If I understood the barista correctly, Driftwood was roasting in five pound batches.

The retail shelves were date-stamped for the day that the coffee was roasted.  That's very rare--even in specialty shops.  When I paid attention to Starbucks or even Peets, they used to have a best used by date that projected months out from the date of roasting.  At home, I typically don't use anything that's more than a week or so out from roast date.  

I was very pleased to be able to pick out a bag of Mexican coffee beans that had been roasted that very day.  The price wasn't so pleasing at about $15 for 12 ounces, but I was desperate and enjoy supporting small businesses that do things the right way. As for why I roast coffee myself, I should point out that I typically pay about $5/lb for raw coffee beans and am able to control the degree of roast to my own likes/dislikes.

The Mexican was very lightly roasted.  But that isn't necessarily a bad thing.  The coffee was quite good when brewed.  The degree of lightness was so shocking to me that I began experimenting with lighter roasts when I got back home.  I typically roast to the beginning of second crack (which is typically first oil).  Buying the Mexican from Driftwood inspired me to experiment again with my own roasts. Getting into a rut is never a good thing. 

After our shopping trip to Driftwood, we took a long walk along the gulf in downtown Corpus Christi.  North Padre was very foggy, but the fog was lifting in Corpus, eventually turning into a beautiful day.

 

Memorial to Selena, Queen of Tejano Music

 

After getting in about four miles, we headed over to Nueces Brewing for a late lunch and beers.

The food and beer were both good.  Just as we arrived, the Governor of Texas announced the end of all Covid restrictions.  The employees were celebrating. We headed outside to the deck.

On a previous trip to Corpus Christi, we discovered Lorelei Brewing, which is just on the other side of the bridge from North Padre.  We really liked the beer and the vibe.  Not much had changed, except that masks were required inside. Even though the Governor ended restrictions, responsible businesses continued to set their own rules. We patronize responsible businesses.

On a weekday afternoon, we were basically alone on the outdoor deck.

 

 

Turning to the present, I need to note the possible passing of blogger and long-time commenter Michael Herrmann.Update:  Never mind: he’s still alive. :)

Recharging on North Padre Island

 We reached the end of our journey south during the last week of February:  an Airbnb on North Padre Island.  We stayed for nine nights, and it suited our needs perfectly: one bedroom, a full kitchen, channel views, and a ten  minute walk to the beach.  

This was our second recent trip to the area.  The condo was only a five minute drive from the county park where we camped in 2019.  Julia and I spent our first time on Padre Island as a couple in 1983 when we were seniors in college on spring break.  We like the area a lot.  In fact, although we're not serious about moving from Wisconsin in the near term,  we even looked at some small condos for sale during this trip.  

There are definitely some things to consider:  hurricanes and hot summers.  But the cooling gulf breeze, and the fact that our building had survived since 1974 are things to think about also.   North Padre is  pretty close to heaven on the down-slope of a Wisconsin winter. 

This was the view from our balcony for morning coffee.

For happy hour and sunsets, we settled into the building's back deck, which was rarely used by the other residents.

We took full advantage of the kitchen, buying fresh fish several times from Paul's Seafood in Corpus Christi. We ate red snapper, redfish, and black drum.  On other other nights, we ate on the outdoor decks of area restaurants.  

Every morning at sunrise, we took long walks on the beach.  There wasn't always a sunrise, due to fog, but it was almost always warm enough to walk without a coat.

Through some good fortune and planning, we hit the travel window just right. We were the first ones in the Airbnb after the winter storm was over.  Today, I see that the spring break crowds have arrived.  There were very few people out and about during our trip, and we felt very comfortable spending almost all of our time outdoors.  

I'll probably have another couple of posts on our stay to touch on some of the other highlights. 

Baton Rouge to Galveston

Julia and I love the food in Louisiana.  A trip through the state would not be complete without Cajun cuisine.  After spending the night in Baton Rouge, we stopped at a little store outside of Lafayette for some fast food:  boudin balls and crawfish pies. 

The crawfish pies were very tasty.  I've had boudin before but maybe not the balls.  Imagine biting into a ball of spicy sausage and rice, releasing a stream of hot fat.  Probably the most unhealthy food I've eaten in awhile, but still preferable to a McDonald's drive-thru.  

Before long, we were driving into Texas and found a beach.

 

It felt wonderful to walk under the blue skies, feel the warm gulf breeze, and breathe in the sea smells after the pandemic winter in Wisconsin.  We made our way across the Bolivar Peninsula, taking the ferry to Galveston.

We were still not at our final destination; one more dog-friendly budget motel was necessary.  I dug deep into my pockets for the extra $10 and paid for a room at the Red Roof Inn Plus.  You may ask, "what is different about the Red Roof Inn from the Red Roof Inn Plus?"  After staying there, Julia says that question is unresolved.  

I think it was probably the location.  We could walk 1 1/2 blocks and be at the beach and the main drag along the beach.  If you are looking for a dog-friendly budget motel in Galveston for under $70 in late February, this would be my recommendation.  But I have to be honest, we didn't spend much time in the room.

 

We were very thankful to spend this time in Galveston.

 

Headed South: Baton Rouge

During our overnight stay in Memphis, the streets froze again. Everyone was slip slidin’ away.  The temperatures warmed by the time we hit Mississippi, but not enough to melt the unplowed snow in the left lane There were numerous abandoned cars in the median—evidence of the unusual winter storm several days before our trip.

By Jackson, however, the weather reached the 60’s, and the snowy ground was replaced by greening grass. When we made it to Baton Rouge, we were ready to stretch our legs. There is a levy walk along the Mississippi River from downtown to LSU. It felt so good to be outside without a heavy coat, breathing in the scene with all of our senses.

We worked up quite an appetite, and Louisiana is a great place to eat oysters—something we don’t quite trust in Wisconsin. We started off with grilled oysters and then oyster po’ boy sandwiches. We ate at a table by an open door, and there was “open mic” music on the sidewalk. This was the most entertainment that we have enjoyed in over a year.

Next stop: Galveston