so often from city-to-city in the States, its a bit sad when you notice that each city start to mesh together in your mind to form one giant mutant sort-of-memorable place you've visited. For me, the cities that stick out the most are the ones where I've had the chance to dine at some amazing eateries. Houston, Texas has become one of those cities: great food, amazing people, and a bustling car scene.
The guys from Mayday Garage were adamant for months that I had to try what was labeled as "the best Pho (vietnamese beef noodle soup) in Houston" when next I visited the city. So today, after having said bowl of Pho, I have to agree with them.
Plus, if you're rolling around in a lowered GS300 on bronze TE37s to, literally, a hole in the wall joint food next to a bayou (a giant storm/sewage drain), there's a strong feeling that magical things will be happening with your taste buds.