10.01.2005
Keep feeding people that way and the coast will be far from clear...
Houston has this strange tendency to make me feel like a depressed, inactive, sorry-to-be-a-human, beer guzzling, individual...I haven't figured out if it's dementia sparked by being surrounded by 2 million acres of concrete, a recent discovery of my inability to fit into my favorite pair of jeans or witnessing a Hummer double park in a take-out/handicap parking space...but, I generally feel no better than a jello mold in a bath house sauna....out-of-place, skeptical of my surroundings and not likely to wiggle when poked.
I try to make the best of it when I'm here...really, I do...this time, I made sure to write things down before I found myself in a state of jello...AND I've even decided to try to give this place a chance by exploring it's glorious history at the beginning of next week...there's a story to be told just about anywhere...and, who can pass up looking for a fun story in a city that provides the best in used and bartered merchandise?
This evening I went out to dinner with my dad, step-mom and step-bro to the newest, swankiest franchise restaurant this side of the feeder road...Bone Lickers. Here at Bone Lickers, they make sure that you are watching television from whatever angle your head may be sucking on gristle. I, of course, celebrating my newly gained pant size, ordered enough brisket, pulled-pork and potato salad to feed the husky kid in the booth next to me and thoroughly enjoyed it until I nearly popped...I thought my over-indulging dining adventure was soon to be over, until my dad and step mom decided that we hadn't gorged ourselves nearly enough and ordered dessert...
By this point, I was imagining our gracious server, Kenny, sidling up to our table and offering, "I know what ya'll been thinking...and I got just the thing for ya! How bout' you tilt yer head back a little bit and I'll fill yer mouth with a heaping spray of this here heavy whipped cream....mmmm hmmmm." Because after the excessiveness that I had just experienced, this would really be the only appropriate closer for the evening...but, instead, we ended up with donuts deep-friend in baby...at least they tasted that way...anything coated in six layers of butter and melts in your mouth has to be in some was sacrilegious.
Thus, an evening at Bone Lickers drew to an end...
I figure I'll keep posting here as long as I feel like posting...so, maybe I'll have some more Houston adventures before I head back up to my "real" home in Austin.
I try to make the best of it when I'm here...really, I do...this time, I made sure to write things down before I found myself in a state of jello...AND I've even decided to try to give this place a chance by exploring it's glorious history at the beginning of next week...there's a story to be told just about anywhere...and, who can pass up looking for a fun story in a city that provides the best in used and bartered merchandise?
This evening I went out to dinner with my dad, step-mom and step-bro to the newest, swankiest franchise restaurant this side of the feeder road...Bone Lickers. Here at Bone Lickers, they make sure that you are watching television from whatever angle your head may be sucking on gristle. I, of course, celebrating my newly gained pant size, ordered enough brisket, pulled-pork and potato salad to feed the husky kid in the booth next to me and thoroughly enjoyed it until I nearly popped...I thought my over-indulging dining adventure was soon to be over, until my dad and step mom decided that we hadn't gorged ourselves nearly enough and ordered dessert...
By this point, I was imagining our gracious server, Kenny, sidling up to our table and offering, "I know what ya'll been thinking...and I got just the thing for ya! How bout' you tilt yer head back a little bit and I'll fill yer mouth with a heaping spray of this here heavy whipped cream....mmmm hmmmm." Because after the excessiveness that I had just experienced, this would really be the only appropriate closer for the evening...but, instead, we ended up with donuts deep-friend in baby...at least they tasted that way...anything coated in six layers of butter and melts in your mouth has to be in some was sacrilegious.
Thus, an evening at Bone Lickers drew to an end...
I figure I'll keep posting here as long as I feel like posting...so, maybe I'll have some more Houston adventures before I head back up to my "real" home in Austin.
