Eating My Feelings for Christmas: Surviving Galleria Shopping (While Dining With Aplomb)
In an effort to kick Christmas's ass, I have been doing a lot of shopping during the past two weeks; before that, we spent about three weeks shopping for furniture for our new house. My point? I've been spending a lot of time in the Galleria lately, and have discovered some delicious ways to escape the growing frenzy.
Photo by Christina Uticone Ceviche at Drexel House: A shopping respite.
There used to be a time when a bottle of water and a couple of power bars could get me through a pre-Christmas Saturday at the mall, but not anymore. I need to sit down, I need to have a glass of wine and a snack, and at least 30 minutes to re-evaluate my entire life after I:
• Almost get run over in a parking lot by an octogenarian doing about 50 mph.
• Go to the Container Store five times over the course of three days.
• Second-guess five gifts in a row for my Secret Santa, to the tune of about $175 (our limit is $25).
(That was just this week.)
We've all had that moment when suddenly we go from "just browsing the racks at Macy's" to "I might faint from hunger at Macy's." (Right?) When I am in the Galleria, and there is no way in hell I am going to give up my parking spot, my first thought is to head to Gigi's Asian Bistro. It's a little dark in there, and it feels cozy to sit underneath the giant cherry blossoms that drape the dining room ceiling. I find their edamame dumplings to be among the most comforting of comfort foods, and their calamari salad is to die for, with plenty of crunchy, gnarly tentacles.
When I've taken one too many elbows to the head (I'm short), I treat myself to oysters and a glass or three of bubbly at the Oceanaire, and then I call a cab.
5085 Westheimer, Houston, TX