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The ZAZA “ZAGA” continues.
Now you all know about the posh pooch treats at the door of the ZAZA, as well as the champagne and other assorted treats, for humans. But, you may be unaware that they have a POND right in the middle of the lobby. Is that cool or what? I immediately strolled over, assuming that any notable pond would have turtles. I would consider The ZAZA notable wouldn’t you? Perhaps not on the level with Walden’s Pond- (they HAVE turtles), but notable nonetheless. I guess that we all know what happens when one assumes. I WAS slightly disappointed, but when I looked into the pond I found out that all which glitters is NOT 24K gold, but there is gold and there is gold. Personally, I was very excited and terribly impressed. The ZAZA has real live, swishy, swimming GOLD fish- actually Koi- and I was mesmerized. Dad did let me put my paws on the side of the pond, but kept his hands on my shoulders. What was he afraid of??? That I might go skinny dipping??? I think not! After all I was sporting a Classic Kippers!
Then I sauntered over to a fabulous pair of French chairs, which caught my eye as I headed out of the hotel on my way to he park. Tres chic, n’est ce pas? I chortled when I caught the irony of an English Bull dog’s image on a French chair.
The best part of the ZAZA is it’s location to parks and the Fine Art Museum. Actually, if one stays at The ZAZA, then one is in the hub of Houston’s culture. After all, what more could one want than access to fabulous art, history and a beautiful park in which to poop! (Yes, we pick up)
Following our walk to the park and back, I found my “dogs” were “barking”! (as humans would refer to their hurting feet) As a matter of fact, I had trucked along at quite a pace and was feeling it in my shoulders too. So, upon entering the lobby, I enjoyed a libation and then had the concierge make a reservation for me to have an in room massage. BUT THAT’s a story for my next post!