A month behind on posting. Excuses, of course. No internet; busy unpacking and moving in; tired and Texas summer is upon us. This is the summer month locals have warned us about.
One hundred nine degrees feel like hot Saturday and today. We have traded winter for summer, but not complaining. Get our outside work started at sun up and quit by 11 am at the latest. For us old folk, there is some of coming in and cooling off during those work hours.
Local eatery mask notice. Yep!!
Good luck wishes in a BBQ joint sitting in the middle of a large red dirt parking lot. Located next to one of the major freeways running by just spitting distance out the front door.
Owner says lots of truckers stop to eat and order a pound of BBQ meat to go for their coolers in their big rigs. Said his daddy got him into BBQ at an early age and that he has always come back to running BBQ resturant. Said this is his last one.
Locals have told us that this is one of "the best places" to eat. No little fingers in the air eating here. Lots of paper towels, messy fingers and chins at the end of empty plates. Of course, the owner stops at our table to see if everything is ok. Home cooking from the get go!!
The sign on his front door. Funny thing here was as a young customer was leaving the resturant, she put on a mask to go outside and get in her car. I swear!!
New Hope is just a mile away in Texas.