Sunday at the Oasis

Another salsa fix, another indulgence for the mister and I in all things free (unless we open the menu of coz). Swang by brother-in-law's for a minute for his birthday. I baked him a cake just like the one I made couple of weeks ago that he couldn't get enough of. Caramel cake. Homemade. My mister struck the jackpot... A wife that can cook! :-) 

So we are here. And sure as heck, we were first at the door!! Our reserved table was waiting for us. Well, self-reserved. We claim it.

Swag is here!! His lady is a vision with white shorts and a blue top with a belt accentuating her beautiful figure. Bolton is yet to hit the floor, but I saw him a while ago, smiles and all. He has the bluest eyes! 

The Centennials were a smidge late today, but as usual, the smiles and radiance they project is infectious.

Swag is pulling some crazy moves today! Spins and turns and I'm dizzy just watching him and his lady. Bootilicious is here too. The linen pants don't do her body justice. Jeans flaunt her curves better. 

So, news about Violinist. He is in the band. Eye candy. Caught him making out with his boyfriend..... Sorry ladies. There's a lucky man out here and Violinist is watching him like a hawk..... 

Islander is a regular here, and seems like all regulars know each other. Anywho, brother always passing his business cards around..... That to me takes away from the value of the social gathering. But such is the hustle, gotta network and make yourself known. 

The music is awesome as usual, but Romeo just announced that his saxophone player is leaving. As long as Romeo and Violinist are still here, my band is complete lol! But the vibe is a little subdued, or is it just me? The mister is excited about salsa as usual, and my girl Nana was able to join us! The floor is mostly packed the entire time save for times when violinist was doing a solo string session..... 

Food at the starlight is horrible! I can attest to that now. Stick to the queso Mrs. Roulette. Believe the reviews you here at face value sometimes. Waste of 14.99 of our hard earned money. Fish tacos. Coulda filled three bags at Aldi with that money. Nkt!  But it's all good. One thing I will say though! Drinks are great! Tonight I'm all aqua. Not feeling fermented sugar or distilled portions that come in fancy glass bottles branded Jose Quervo (never met him) or grand manier and a hefty price tag to boot. Could go for coffee or tea actually, but I doubt there's a Keurig behind the bar.....

We made a new friend today. Theo is her name. I know! Theo is a girl, not my ex boyfriend.hahahaha! Lawd no! She is from Tanzania! She was so excited to speak Swahili poor thing must be the only African she knows in North Austin, or all of Austin for that matter. Nana and I are about to change that soon as we plan a coffee or lunch meet to get to know each other better. New friends, new perspectives. Life is good. 

Our waiter John was as bad as the food. About to go to yelp and do my thing but maybe I should give him another chance. It's our fav spot after all. As I look around for him coz we are ready for our check, who do I spot? Nubian Queen!! Her admirer from last week is trying to get a dance, literally tagging her his way but the one she is with now is not letting go. Oh my! The young Turks got a thing for missy!! She is loving the attention. Who wouldn't? 

So that wraps up our Sunday. Lovely evening with my best friend and the company of my gal Nana. She had a great time she said, and I am glad. 

Monday is a few hours away. May your week be ever fruitful, may the works of your hands be blessed. May God's grace shine upon you and may He bless you, and all that is yours. 

Love,

Mrs. Roulette 

Oasis escapes- Salsa musings

The oasis is a slice of heaven. Laughter and joy resides in the gyration of the bodies that make up the salsa dance. The summer heat is fuel to the soles on the dance floor, the sweat, a bathing of contentment. Swag is back, and he is a hard one to turn away from. Bolton has the ladies watching , envious of his partner. And I'm still looking for Whiskey Guy. He and his partner have a certain class that stands out from the crowd that fills the Starlight. They have a waltz-y touch to their salsa and the lady's shoulders are held high, head turned at just the perfect angles and grace.The band is pulsing in pure spirits, and my husband is gyrating on his chair. I'm dreading the time he will drag me to the dance floor. He always does. He has the gift of dance.... I have two left feet. :-)

Nubian queen is having a blast, I can tell because she came alone, but she has three guys down now on the dance partners. Life is good. Romeo continues to awe the crowd with his honey sweet voice while his band holds him up in ecstasy by way of drum and string.....

The sun is setting over Lake Travis, and everyone oohs and aahs as to how glorious the sight is. So in between watching the tangle of hips and the teasing of toes and smiles shared amongst strangers, I have to remind myself to lift my eyes and turn towards the west lest I miss the magic moment. My heart is content, my love is by my side. And tonight, we share the secret place with the in-laws. It is always a pleasure to connect and share fun moments to cultivate and maintain ties.

Jason is back, and just like Bedore, he exudes trust and calm no matter what. Islander continues in his quest to ensure the sistas get a fair share of offers to dance. The auto industry has not hardened this heart, or made him care less about feelings. Centennials are happy; I hope my life is full as such when I'm that old. My nurse side keeps thinking a hip fracture is eminent every time the mister swirls her around. But such is the spirit of salsa- living in the moment, enjoying what life has to give now because tomorrow is not promised.

 I see Bootilicious getting her groove on. Her date from last week is not here....he was so easy on the eyes!
I am getting in the groove of the music, and the grand manier in my margarita is working its magic on me. I feel like I could partake of this ritual called dance...... or can I? Then the magic is lost when James says we need to leave. That's my brother-in-law who I love to pieces. He falls asleep at the simple hum of air conditioning. LOL! So he is ready to turn in, and his 1st Lady has to work early in the morning. Hubby and I had our magic Sunday nights figured out, but since we have company, we will go with what they want to do. So I pick up my bag and wait on our check. I am just glad they got to experience Oasis and had a good time!

I manage to snap a picture of the sunset, but the climax of the night for my mister and I is always the part where we have a group salsa lesson. Tonight we will miss that. But come Sunday we will return and again revel in the realms of Latino and Cuban sounds at our pace, and stay till the band leaves the stage.

One of the many pics I took on our way out.

 The simple pleasures of Austin, the graceful moments of relaxation. 

Note:
I have nicknamed the people at Oasis by either how they look like, the attribute that sticks out to me, or who they remind me of. It is fun people-watching. Maybe one of these days I will be the one kicking the corn meal around the dance floor in organized rhythm. :-)

Till next Sunday, have a blessed week!!!