Ammo is hard to find wherever you are. It’s a whole new world out there. Sorry about the restaurant that you shouldn’t have tried again.
I think this is good news for all of us rectangular fish and tartar sauce fans.
Yes the fish is real. I’ve found real actual bones in them unless they were CIA plants.
What are you people doing on Thanksgiving?? There’s always Luby’s plus Hebert’s frozen stuff which is great.
We would cook at home but it invariably ends in abject failure. We have different likes in pieces of bird, time and temp so we’ve just given up.
This is my second T Day since retiring from retail so I don’t have to deal with those lining up at midnight to save a nickel.
I’m going to enjoy the day like many millions of others.
That’s awesome! We are slavishly devoted to our overlords so we are having six adults for a very simple dinner, probably a turkey breast, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole and maybe some package stuffing. Nothing nouveau and no germy little kids. My 85 year old pops is at risk.
To tell the truth, this week 2020 caught up with me and I just completely lost my will to cook or eat. I’ll bounce back. In the end I’m an annoying optimist.
Luby’s shareholders voted this week to “liquidate and dissolve” so that’s done apparently.
We’re refusing to bow to the powers that be so my entire family is getting together.
All four of us.
And we’ve all had negative tests in the last week.
So all four of us are having Honey-baked Ham and turkey breast. Usual homemade sides and desserts probably.
Hope everyone has a fine feast and if you can’t be with the ones you love, love the ones you’re with.
You mean all six of us. We’re descending on your place like a plague of locusts eating everything in sight and not bringing anything that anybody else can enjoy.
Go to Shiner. Masks, they don’t need no stinking masks.
The Wifeacita has Covid antibodies and I probably do to hanging around her during her sickness. I have not been near a doctor and refuse to go after three hospital stays last year and multiple follow up visits.
I lived in doctor’s offices last year.
Enough is enough.
Then there was the AT and T guy that fell through my ceiling jacking up my toe requiring multiple visits to the podiatrist.
I’m sitting there zonked out on about eight different medications and here comes this guy.
At least he wasn’t an hallucination, there was a lot of that going on.
I conjured up a big Exxon/McDonald’s on I-10 and felt like Uncle Arthur on “Bewitched.”
It’s not at “my place” but I’ll leave a trail of breadcrumbs so you can find us.
You’ll need to bring two more if we want to play dominoes tho’.
We’re looking at Grotto for Thanksgivng especially since 80 degrees is way beyond our temperature threshold for the big oven.
35 bucks seems like a deal and they got me at wild mushroom risotto.
You know those antibodies don’t work for long. Take care out there senior oysters.
The more this stuff goes on the more I’m convinced nobody knows anything.
They’re having a music event out in Shiner but we’re not going. There won’t be a mask in sight.
We always mask up.
I haven’t been to my favorite breakfast place in months, Frank’s Grill on Mangum. It’s small, cramped and has questionable air circulation.
Oh yes, the best grits around but sacrifices must be made in these “uncertain, troubling, trying times.”
I drove buy Sunday morning and the place was slammed. Since masks aren’t required while feeding I don’t feel safe there at all.
As opposed to…
We went to OUR HEB the day after Thanksgiving, according to the late, great Mr. May the manager the slowest day of the year. I’ve picked up some great deals on turkey and oysters in the past but not this year, the oysters at regular prices and only a miserable pack of frozen turkey wings in sight.
Kroger Wirt/Westview Sunday. Plenty of 400 pound turkeys available but no thanks.
Galveston Bay oysters at 2.50 for 8 oz. down from the crazy 11.99 that I won’t pay.
Ostiones fin de semana.