Camp Round Top. As my boss likes to call it. And its sorta like camp, in fun way.
For those that don't know, "Round Top" refers to not only the name of the small town that this Antique-slash-Flea Fest is held in, but the event itself. Round Top is a Texas-sized show that is truly, well, big. And fun. One can find anything from fine, European antiques, to monogrammed Burlap pillows (for a mere $650.00) to hand-made goods and jewelry and clothing. It is a junker's dream and it happens twice a year, every Fall and every Spring.
I was fortunate to get to tag along with my boss, CB as she shopped for the shop. We had our eyes peeled for cool things and fantastic finds. So much eye candy and tons of inspiration. And one of the best parts, finding fellow (or rather gal) bloggers.
The first one I spied with my little eye...why it was Deb and Cat Daddy! at Talking White Trash. What an awesomely, beautiful booth they had.Theresa. I think we've only been trying to meet for about two years now. LOL. Her booth was just amazing. Agan, an artist. In the photo above, I just loved the suit case full of wonderful finds.
After hearing so much about the shop called Leftovers, from the other gals that I work with, I finally got to see it for myself. Wonderful. The lay-outs and displays and merchandise are very pretty and nicely detailed.Royers. And as always, it's well, fun and loud. The host (Bud) is snarky (but sweet at heart with a great smile) and the food is fabulous. Two words - Cilantro Ranch Dressing. Ok, that's three words. And steak that melts in your mouth. Awesome.
Great atmosphere. But pooh, no one danced on the tables. Well, on the floor, but no tables.
Conversation intially centered on shop talk, of course. But soon bits of speak on topics that ranged from Harry Potter to "Bubbles and Squeak" (which is an English dish which consists of leftover Pot Roast and Cabbage) soon made their way into the convo. They were delightful gentlemen (of course, they were British) and we very much enjoyed their company and conversation (and cool accents) for the evening.The Outpost at Cedar Creek is Texas charm from one end to the other. Lenore was a great hostess (and such a cutie), delightful accommodations and fantastic food, had me wishing I could stay longer. Not once did my hiney hit the hammock, but it sure did want too. I will for sure go back and drag Sweet Hubs along next time. And hey, now only 999 places left to visit before I die. Sounds like a plan to me.