Good Eats

Some folks enjoy taking their automobile and driving no where in particular and finding the "down home dive" restaurant that most other drive by and not notice. In Houston on Old Spanish Trail there is a burger joint that has 1/3 pound burgers that have been smoked. I would line up on Fridays and fill the gut with beef & bun. In Beaumont a dive named Dirty Dan's had the best fried pork chops and a chicken plate that always assured left-overs or the gift to "jaw-dropped" observers. In Bryan, Texas a dive that I cannot even recall its exact location became quite the affair. A biker named Phillip took me there one day. I was skeptical at first looking at the clientele that consisted of "near-boxing" Hispanic women worn out looking black & white businessmen and some folks not to be gauged simply. The food held the customers at bay and provided a calm caloric retreat. Once in Key West Florida while walking back to the navy ship from whence I cam we found salacious solace at a small Cuban restaurant that had flavorful sandwiches and steaming soup. We sailors came back every day finding a diamond in the rough. My brother had a knack for driving that back roads of east Texas navigating the roads like slot machines looking for the barbecue joint that would pay-off in jack-pot flavor. I remember many a wonderful meal spent with him. Enjoy down home uncommercialized food.