The following is the second installment of a three-part series written by Katie-Rose Watson. As the creator of The Rose Table - an online travel blog - Watson recaps her trips and shares them with her followers on several social media sites. Watson made a trip to Glen Rose March 12-13 and has now shared her experience with the Reporter. You can find more on her travels at

History Around Glen Rose

Be on the lookout for random parks, monuments, and plaques around historic Glen Rose. The area was first settled in 1849 by Charles Barnard for convenient trade on the Paluxy River but became a federal Indian reservation just six years later. Downtown Glen Rose has done a fantastic job at preserving the history of the town.

There’s a wonderful statue of founding couple Charles and Juana Barnard in the middle of the town square. It’s a great photo op and a nice reminder of Glen Rose’s rich history. The nice gentleman who took this photo for us proudly stated that he was present at the unveiling of this statue. The locals are extremely proud of their town and they should be!

Be sure and look down if you walk behind the statue to read its plaque. Nicole noticed that the stones are tiny replicas of Texas!

The courthouse, built in 1893, is a real showstopper and the anchor of downtown Glen Rose. Even in the morning storm, we slowed the car down to marvel at it. We went back when the sun came out to get a closer look and it’s even more magnificent up close.

Pie Peddlers

After you’ve worked up an appetite shopping, pop in to Pie Peddlers for an afternoon snack. (It’s called vacation mode, friends!) The staff is seen in the back mixing, rolling, and baking the pies. The space is so huge, I have to assume it gets quite crowded in the summer. I imagine everyone wants some all-American pie after tubing down the Brazos!

We tried very berry and chocolate. Very berry was definitely my preference but, to be fair, I don’t really like meringue and I don’t love milk chocolate. If you love milk chocolate and meringue, I’m sure you’ll like the chocolate pie, which is silky smooth. Very berry screamed summertime and would be perfect for a picnic at Big Rocks Park.

Big Rocks Park

This was a total surprise. After pie, my best friend and I decided we could stand to stretch our legs. We decided to find putt-putt but on our way we saw this sign. I shouted, “PULL OVER! WE’RE GOING ADVENTURING,” because, well, that’s what it’s like traveling with me. She did, and that’s why she’s my best friend.

Big Rocks Park is exactly what it sounds like: a park of big rocks. Actually, it would be more accurate to call it Enormous Rocks Park or Ridiculously Huge Rocks Park but I suppose “Big” fits better on a sign.

Big Rocks Park sits on the Paluxy River with a view of Heritage Park. Loads of families were there, picnicking and wading into the water. Local kids sprung from rock to rock like it was a jungle gym. They’ve clearly done it a time or two!

Rock Isle Putt-Putt

After visiting Big Rocks Park, we drove a hair down the road to Rock Isle Putt-Putt. (We’re still within five minutes of Inn on the River, mind you.) I have many happy memories playing putt-putt with my family on our travels so to me, putt-putt screams vacation.

There was a sign instructing us to inquire about putt-putt at the Snow Shack next door. I nearly fell over when the Snow Shack gal told me it was only $5 for a round. Their snow cones – which looked delicious – were barely over $1 for the equivalent of a Grande at Starbucks.

There were twenty sweet little holes that took about forty-five minutes for us to play through. (We tied, for anyone who’s curious.) It wasn’t the splashy putt-putt found all around Orange Beach, Alabama but it’s a perfectly delightful way to spend an hour. The course was tidy and well kept, as all of Glen Rose seems to be.

Riverhouse Grill

Oozing with charm and history, Riverhouse Grill is a stone’s throw away from Inn on the River. I was told that this stunning converted house was once abandoned and falling apart until Mary Olejnik saw its potential and restored the property to open a quaint restaurant. In my opinion, anyone who renovates historic homes to their glorious former state should be considered an American hero. So thank you, Mary!

Riverhouse Grill is an absolute treasure. Honestly they could have served me canned soup in that jazz-filled, candlelit, Plantation-style dining room and I would have been happy.

The rolls in the starter breadbasket are some of the softest I’ve ever had. I ordered a Chardonnay and a Caesar salad to start. The romaine was crisp and the house-made dressing was creamy but a bit peppery for my taste. (Don’t take my word for it though. I’m not a pepper person so if you are, you’ll like it.)

Nicole ordered the tomato soup, which she aptly described as, “lasagna.” She gave me a bite and I was impressed with how thick and flavorful it was. She’s right: liquid lasagna. If you hate watery tomato soup, you will love this hearty bowl.

I ordered chicken masala for dinner and it wrapped its arms around me and gave me a warm hug. Lying casually over a mound of mashed potatoes and smothered with flavorful mushroom sauce – this is what Sunday comfort food should look and taste like. Nicole’s mac’n cheese gratin with bacon was phenomenal.

Shoo-Fly Soda Shop

We decided we weren’t hungry enough for cake after dinner but we could squeeze in some ice cream at the local soda shop so we walked past the courthouse for a scoop. Though not house-made ice cream (they serve Blue Bell), Shoo-Fly Soda Shop is worth a visit because it’s so dang cute. It looks like something out of the 1950s! The shop doubles as a large candy store so there’s something for everyone’s sweet tooth. Tell Wade I say hello!

After ice cream, we strolled around Glen Rose before settling in on the chaise lounge chairs by the river to talk the night away.

Watson concludes her trip next week with reviews of Inn on the River, lunch at Riverhouse Grill, a trip to Fossil Rim Wildlife Center and more!