Chandler A Zoo

My sister, mother and I have eaten at Floridino’s Pizza and Pasta, Alma School and Galveston, every Saturday in human memory. Although we love the menu and have had almost everything on it, we decided to try some new places.

When Nate’s Third Base, Anderson Springs Mall on Ray, was called The Waterfront Grill we used to go and watch the ducks. We call it the duck bar. I love ponds, Mom loves ducks and ponds…well, the food was almost incidental.

Now it’s called Nate’s Third Base and in my opinion, the food is much improved—they even serve breakfast on Saturday. There also seems to be more ducks, which is a good thing. My sister does not like bars, though, and has decided she still does not like the food. (I also thought Nate was very nice—don’t worry, I will lobby to return.)

Next, we went to the San Tan Brewery. This time I did not like the food. It was a crowded bar, which is more or less my natural habitat, or used to be when I was younger. But the fries did not taste like potatoes, the beefy burger did not taste beef-like, and the calamari did not taste, you know, squiddy.

Squid should be squiddy, don’t you agree?

We didn't try the home brews at San Tan. My sister says alcohol makes me argumentative, meaning I disagree with her. Moi?

Stay tuned. We get hungry every Saturday. Count on it.