Growing up in Dallas, Texas proved to be a varying experience with unique places. Only when I came away to other places, did I appreciate the specialty of the places I had grown up with. The West End Marketplace remains a legend amongst all these in my childhood.
The school made this place the destination of many field trips to engage our attentions. There were many shops including a fudge factory, a purple store, and a unique 3-D art gallery with holograms. Students flocked to the joke shop to see the many novelties, like the sucker that captured a tequila worm. The bottom floor held our captivation the strongest with its sea of arcades.
The outside of the Marketplace is the Dallas Alley with men painting caricatures. When I visited in the night, I beheld the street artists. The sound of techno drew me to one man who was quickly and elegantly spray painting a canvas array flashing flames upon the paint as the finale. The show consisted mostly of watching him paint more than the actually artwork itself.
Witty street vendors would approach a group of us young people and offer me a flower on the condition that a young man in the group would give me a hug. After I received my hug, the vendor would turn to the boy and inform him that now he must purchase the flower for me. To this day, I have failed to retain possession of a flower from the West End, owning to the frugality of youthful boys.
The atmosphere is only complimented by the local cuisine at very close vicinity. The most worthwhile would be the Spaghetti Warehouse. The environment created at each individual table is enough to set it apart as a fascinating experience.
As far as cuisine is concerned, it ranks far superior to any Italian restaurant I have even eaten. My many visits there have brought me mouthwatering dishes like chicken alfredo, lasagna, and of course classic spaghetti with a very spectacular homemade sauce. It is easily said that eating at this historic Dallas landmark is a legendary experience.
My last visit to Dallas, however, was met with unexpected disappointment. I was showing my fiance around like I had to many other visiting family members. Our visit was very brief since so many of the shops were boarded up and closed. I was at a loss to see the great transition from the charming place I had remembered from the past.
I can't help but wonder what would get people to lose interest in the West End. I have recently got news from my father that the West End is undergoing intense renovation to ensure that is magical environment may be rejuvenated. I am hopefully not alone in my excitement to return to the renewed Marketplace to further enjoy what lay waiting there to please the locals and visitors alike.
The school made this place the destination of many field trips to engage our attentions. There were many shops including a fudge factory, a purple store, and a unique 3-D art gallery with holograms. Students flocked to the joke shop to see the many novelties, like the sucker that captured a tequila worm. The bottom floor held our captivation the strongest with its sea of arcades.
The outside of the Marketplace is the Dallas Alley with men painting caricatures. When I visited in the night, I beheld the street artists. The sound of techno drew me to one man who was quickly and elegantly spray painting a canvas array flashing flames upon the paint as the finale. The show consisted mostly of watching him paint more than the actually artwork itself.
Witty street vendors would approach a group of us young people and offer me a flower on the condition that a young man in the group would give me a hug. After I received my hug, the vendor would turn to the boy and inform him that now he must purchase the flower for me. To this day, I have failed to retain possession of a flower from the West End, owning to the frugality of youthful boys.
The atmosphere is only complimented by the local cuisine at very close vicinity. The most worthwhile would be the Spaghetti Warehouse. The environment created at each individual table is enough to set it apart as a fascinating experience.
As far as cuisine is concerned, it ranks far superior to any Italian restaurant I have even eaten. My many visits there have brought me mouthwatering dishes like chicken alfredo, lasagna, and of course classic spaghetti with a very spectacular homemade sauce. It is easily said that eating at this historic Dallas landmark is a legendary experience.
My last visit to Dallas, however, was met with unexpected disappointment. I was showing my fiance around like I had to many other visiting family members. Our visit was very brief since so many of the shops were boarded up and closed. I was at a loss to see the great transition from the charming place I had remembered from the past.
I can't help but wonder what would get people to lose interest in the West End. I have recently got news from my father that the West End is undergoing intense renovation to ensure that is magical environment may be rejuvenated. I am hopefully not alone in my excitement to return to the renewed Marketplace to further enjoy what lay waiting there to please the locals and visitors alike.
About the Author:
Haylee Landford has been an guest author for Land For Sale. She and her family are avid travelers to help write her articles.
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