Las Canarias is the most elegant restaurant. It is on the River Walk. Late this afternoon Ken and I went antique shopping, looking for two specific items for David and Suzanne and two specific items for us at the ranch. It makes sense if you think about it, but San Antonio is a wonderful place to shop for antiques. Years ago when David and Suzanne were in need of furniture we all went shopping in the antique/used furniture stores. Sarah was with us. It turns out that David has no patience, so we quit until the next day, when the three of us and Sarah shopped seriously. Sarah loved it, in the care of Ken while Suzanne and I made their choices. It all made sense after the fact, but I was surprised at the time to discover the quality of the furniture. The good Canary Islans folks selected this place in the 17th century, and lots of Spanish people moved in, followed by the Anglos and Germans in the 19th century. And many many retired folks move her. So there are lots of used furniture for sale. So Ken and I went shopping, wearing jeans and T shirts.
By the time six o'clock came along we were tired and dirty and hungry. We decided to walk to the River Walk until we came to a restaurant that would take us in. So we did. We by passes a steak house, but the Las Canarias is a place we always wanted to dine, so in I went to ask is we could dine there dressed as we are. They could not be more pleasant and polite. Of course their dinner hour was just beginning, but they seated us in a choice spot close to the River Walk, and the whole experience was top drawer. Wonderful food and service, all in a French accent, without being snooty. It was a celebration for us, because twelve weeks ago Ken had his surgery. It was a celebration in every way. We just looked a little tacky.
The next part is truly amazing. We did not get lost coming home. Who said old dogs can not learn new tricks.
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