Asher on Aspen: Meet Me in Dallas
Asher on Aspen
For the past four years, I’ve been included in a group chat called “Best Friends.” The gang consists of four girls and myself who all met and became close friends in Aspen. Throughout this past year, however, all four of these women have sadly moved away. One lives in Des Moines, one in Denver, one in D.C. and one in Dallas. This past weekend, we decided it was time for the squad to reunite in Dallas for a much needed and long-overdue ladies’ weekend.
Thankfully, the pandemic restrictions in Dallas were very similar to that of Aspen. Both cities are able to operate restaurants at 50% capacity while maintaining COVID-19 physical distancing protocols. Additionally, masks were required at the restaurants and bars when not sitting down at one’s table. Our group was respectfully able to remain socially distanced and masked throughout the duration of this trip.
The first night was mostly spent sitting around the kitchen table. Three of us unintentionally stayed up until 4 a.m. drinking red wine and catching up. We discussed everything from politics to family life to ex-boyfriends to the idea of living in Bali to the highs and lows of living in Aspen. Every 20 minutes, someone would say they were going to bed and then we would quickly think of another topic to bring up. It felt extremely therapeutic to listen and give advice, but also to be heard and listened to by confidants who know me better than anyone.
With only three full days in the city, we were surprisingly able to see a lot of Dallas — a city I had never visited before but quickly grew to love. We spent an afternoon at the Katy Trail Ice House, which was certainly a trip highlight for me. This casual beer garden and restaurant located in the heart of uptown Dallas on the Katy Trail was the perfect spot for us to congregate and catch up. The large outdoor patio area offered some great people watching and it had the most charming overall ambience. I could have spent hours here.
On Saturday, we played tennis at a legendary court on the rooftop of the Dallas Country Club. The Dallas skyline gleamed in the background as we all attempted to play a serious game of tennis while nursing our hangovers from the night before. I hadn’t played since I was a kid with my dad, but this experience gave me a newfound love for the game. The sunny weather and the pressure-free, encouraging energy made for a great time. It felt refreshing to do an activity out of the ordinary like this that we don’t all normally do together.
It wasn’t until after playing tennis that I even remembered it was Halloween. I was so happy that collectively as a group, we decided to opt out of Halloween this year. Not only because of the obvious pandemic restrictions, but also because we all share this mutual hate for the holiday. I understand some people really enjoy getting dressed up and thinking of a creative costume but this year, we just weren’t into it. So, in turn, we all decided to stay in, hot tub and watch a scary movie, and I am so happy that we did.
Before leaving Dallas, we were told that consuming really great, authentic tex-mex was a must. To satisfy this craving, we dined at Mi Cocina for lunch. The food was incredible and the Mamo Taxis (a cocktail they are famously known for) were even better. We then went on to see live music and gather on the patio at a place called The Rustic. This lively spot was the perfect place to wind down our weekend. Finally, we ended the day at TopGolf, where we laughed our way through a fun and leisurely game of golf to culminate the trip.
Reuniting with these ladies felt extremely cathartic and revitalizing. There is something very special and unique about my friendship with these incredible women. I am completely myself when I’m around them. I always have my guard down and I am my weirdest, most authentic self when surrounded by these specific individuals. Time spent together with these girls feeds my soul in a way that I can’t explain. Their friendship is like good medicine and I feel so thankful to have them in my life.
While I am still very sad that my four best friends have moved away, I know we will remain close and that Aspen will always be here for them to come back to. Seeing these ladies was like hitting the reset button. I had been craving their company for months and being together again was exactly what I needed. The people we journey through life with should make us feel safe, loved, and enough — and these girls do just that for me. Needless to say, this is one group chat I don’t think I’ll ever be unsubscribing from.
TACAW celebrates its nascent success via its very first anniversary this weekend. This means hosting an all-day Saturday bash made up of live performances, cocktails and locally sourced fare.
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