Open Bell Coffee was our meeting place for Blood Meridian, and we were treated to game traffic and fireworks from Reunion Tower on the way there. The coffee shop is in an attractive, brick-walled basement lit by christmas lights and funky signs. The hot chocolate and waffle I had were fine, if pricey. Megan said the rice crispy treat was "trying too hard," but was serviceable. I didn't hear Natalie complain about her cake balls. The main challenge with places with live music is that we have to yell at each other, but I suppose we understood each other well enough.
"The sun was just down and to the west lay reefs of bloodred clouds up out of which rose little desert nighthawks like fugitives from some great fire at the earth's end."
"The survivors lay quietly in that cratered void and watched the whitehot stars go rifling down the dark. Or slept with their alien hearts beating in the sad like pilgrims exhausted upon the face of the planet Anareta, clutched to a namelessness wheeling in the night."