Some people prefer quiet solace, being surrounded by nature, over the loud rush of city sounds.
One of the best things about traveling in the city is seeing the city. We’re suburbanites, so it’s a treat to see the hustle and bustle of moving vehicles, people walking in and out of a convention center, or plain old people watching.
Linus’ favorite part about our trips is the hotel experience. He gets to see out the window and see a world much bigger than outside our front door.
And what kid doesn’t like to stay up past his bedtime? Sometimes that means going out for a late night dinner. You know the kind, the kind before you had kids. When dinner meant dining after the sun went down and not eating the early bird dinner special.
Piano Man loved staying up past his bedtime! He got to see a different part of city life – the night life.
For the most part, it was pretty quiet. On a Sunday evening, after our long walk around the Indiana State Fair, the Gen Con convention, a gamer’s convention, was over with only a few stragglers staying an extra night in Indianapolis. We saw a smattering of people – a friend excited about her girlfriend’s new engagement ring and a group of friends eating dinner outside at a local tavern.
The next morning proved to be another glorious day of street photography. The city woke us up to the sounds of taxi cabs, delivery trucks, and emergency vehicles speeding down busy streets. Steam rising from manhole covers mixed in with the morning light intrigued me. It felt like a scene straight out of a movie.
Capturing those moments on film made our family travels memorable.
A Foodie’s Paradise
If you didn’t know, we’re Korean-American. Just thought I’d clarify for my new readers. (Welcome, BTW!) When we travel, we usually eat at a Korean restaurant. (We’ve eaten Korean food in Germany, Athens, Egypt, Houston.) It was no different in Indianapolis. As Prof drove, we passed a Korean church, which meant we were getting close.
Mama’s House sat in a tiny strip mall. If you’re not paying attention, you could drive by and miss it. We parked and entered a run down, 80’s decor place. The food was overpriced, but we know what it costs to make Korean food. We have friends in the restaurant biz, so I can understand why Mama’s House charges those prices to stay afloat. Honestly, it was nice to eat homemade Korean food, no matter the cost. They served us an insane amount of panchan (side dishes)! They even brought out roasted seaweed for the kids, which I rarely see served at another Korean restaurant.
Al ji gae (fish egg stew), bulgogi (sweetly marinated beef), soon too bu (spicy tofu soup), and a ton panchan (Korean side dishes). Yum….
For dinner, we changed the restaurant venue to visit The Tamale Place, based on a friend’s recommendation and Guy Fieri. He featured The Tamale Place on Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives.
Another unassuming joint situated in a strip mall, Prof ordered dinner. I noticed this screen thinking it was running list of how many orders of meat selections had been made.
Wrong. It was a running list of meat options of tamales left to order. Once a selection’s gone. It’s gone for the day. While waiting for dinner, I watched the list dwindle down to single digits. Then our tacos and tamales came!
Yum! There are no words to describe the flavors. Prof’s favorite restaurant of our weekend would probably be The Tamale Place. By the time we finish dinner, the screen went blank. That’s how good The Tamale Place is.
On the morning of our last day, I picked a breakfast joint, Good Morning Mama’s, off a Yelp rec. Once I saw the exterior colors of the restaurant, I oohed and ahhed. Happy yellow, seaside teal, and array of other joyful colors drew us in. Piano Man asked to eat outside, and we enjoyed breakfast under a sun umbrella and cool summer day.
Just charming. The ambiance, the food, and family conversation were a perfect combination to conclude our final day in Indianapolis.
They sure had fun playing peek-a-boo together. It was a blessing to see them enjoy a different part of the Midwest before school starts. We’re sure to come back, Indianapolis. We’d like to check out your Indy 500 scene in the spring.