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Empresario in Goliad, TX

5/1/2019

Neyland Building from 1903

In 2017, Don and I stopped to eat lunch in the town of Goliad. We found this wonderful old building, on Courthouse Square. It had been built the year after a tornado killed 114 people in the small town.

Goliad Massacre

The town of about 1,000 is not really known for the deadly tornado of 1902. It's better known for the Goliad Massacre, which occurred in 1836, less than a mile from the Courthouse Square.

When Don and I stopped for lunch, we had just come from an overnight stay at nearby, Presidio La Bahia. The fort and chapel are part of a State Park, now. They have one guest room available, to those who aren't creeped out by the knowledge of the gruesome history. More than twice the number were killed in Goliad, than at the more famous battle of the Alamo.

An Appetite for History

It was hard to compete with the amazing fort experience, but the old Neyland building looked like a perfect place to chow down on lunch and more history. The long and narrow building had initially been a hardware store.

Local Brick

The tan colored brick had been made, just a few blocks away near the San Antonio River. We should have gone on a hunt after lunch. Evidently, remains of the old kilns still exist.

Bloody Arm

Don and I took one peek inside and felt right at home. On the rear wall, past the bar, was the same eerie flag we'd slept near the night before. The Goliad flag, with it's severed arm had flown above the fort during the Texas Revolution. It's creepy, but you do get used to it.

High Ceilings and Cozy Tables

The high, tin ceilings, checkered cloths and enlarged historic photos made the restaurant very cozy.

Photographs

After we ordered I took a peek at the walls, where no one was seated. I loved getting to see the old photos of the building when it first opened. For the past 30+ years, the building has served as home to Empresario Restaurant.

The Kolbs

John and Joy Kolb bought the business in 2013. It's a good sign when a restaurant doesn't need to change its name. It's also a good sign when owners confidently welcome you, with a photo and plaque.

It's even more welcoming, when you meet the owner himself. Mr. Kolb was eating lunch in the lounge area towards the back. When I wandered back that way, he introduced himself and wanted to know where we were from.

Don's Turn

Mr. Kolb was so friendly, I had to introduce him to Don. Poor guy hardly had time to eat, with all our gabbing. But he was a good sport and even put on his nifty hat for the photo.

Meatloaf!

Our server Sherry Lynn, was cheery and a little nervous. It was her first day, but she did a great job. Don's meatloaf and glazed carrots were very yummy! My Corn chowder and garden salad was also good, but we didn't bother with a photo... since I didn't match the decor as well as Don!

Revisit in 2018

This past December, Don and I were back in Goliad. There were no cars parked in front, so I got a wonderful photo of Empresario and its neighbor. Both buildings were designed by Danish architect, Jules Leffland. I read that it had been a general store, but I see the words coffins and caskets... I guess the local store needed to be prepared, for another Goliad tragedy.

A Few Changes

I noticed a few changes since our visit nearly 2 years before. There were Christmas lights and the tables no longer had the checkered cloths.

Good Food

The food was even better than I remembered. Don's massive burger and fries were delish...

But, Don's burger was nothing compared to my chicken fried steak, mashed taters and green beans! Was my gravy poured into the shape of Texas? The knife was big enough to sever my arm, if I wanted to match the flag!

Mission Espiritu Santo

Our second dining visit with Empresario was also connected to a Goliad State Park adventure. This time, we finished our yummy meal and headed a half mile to the park, but we didn't stay at the fort. This time we camped near another mission and heard the bells ring in the evening. After dark, we walked up to see the church, illuminated with Christmas lights. Beautiful!

Two Meal + Overnight Adventures, Goliad!

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Smitty's Market in Lockhart, Texas

4/28/2019

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Memories of Smitty's

It's been over a decade since my mom, sister and I stumbled across Smitty's Market.

We were on a road trip adventure, to celebrate Mom's 80th. We stopped in Lockhart, but not for its famous BBQ.

We made the detour, because of Mom's love for the hilariously, quirky movie, "Waiting for Guffman", which was filmed in Lockhart.

We spent time snapping photos of the lovely courthouse. (Seen often in the movie) Then we noticed Smitty's across the street, with its tempting sign in the window.

Birthday Girl

Mom was in heaven that day as we headed over from the square, to check out the old building and doors. At 80, she was still spunky and curious, but she was also struggling with Alzeimer's. Jennifer and I were so grateful we could give her the Texas road trip, that she craved.

Mom had always loved road adventures, with all their surprises. She loved wandering, exploring and observing. As a kid I was often impatient when Mom got off on a questioning tangent with a guidebook or a chatty local. As an adult, I grew to love it!

Building History

We knew nothing about Smitty's, when we approached it that November day, in 2008. We did end up learning a little about the 2 buildings, once we stepped inside. The shorter building had been Kreuz Market, since 1924. Edgar "Smitty" Schmidt bought the market in '48. Later he expanded, when he bought the 1906 dry goods store next door.

Dark & Smokey

I still remember the thrill of opening those doors and seeing this mysterious hall, with its soot covered walls. (It was much darker, without my camera flash) Big fans hung from the ceiling, moving the warm, smokey air. We inhaled the wonderful flavors... and coughed... and laughed.

The Market

We peeked left, through the doorway to the old market. It wasn't open, but someone welcomed us in. I honestly don't remember who it was, but they probably couldn't say no to Mom, who was eagerly pointing out all that she saw.

We grinned at the old scales and coolers... the saws and stools.

Jennifer snapped lots of photos, while Mom marveled at the wavy surface of the butcher block table.

Down the Hall

After roaming around the market, we traveled down the dark hall. On a busier day, there might have been people sitting on the benches, eating barbecue on the skinny tables, attached to the wall.

From the Stairs

I couldn't resist climbing a few steps. From halfway up, I could see a number of pit areas in the back section of the old market. The arrow pointed us to the area where BBQ is now sold.

The Old Pits

As we moved towards a small line of customers, the smells grew more delicious, but my eyes began to sting. I looked back once more at the original room, where customers once ate their BBQ, right beside the fire pits.

Today

Today, customers order their meat in the next room. I was glad Mom was steady on her feet... not walking with a wooden cane, when we passed the open fire, to get to the counter. I would love to know how many visitors have had little mishaps with the open flames.

Over the Years

On that day with Mom, we ordered a sampler of meats and took it with us for an evening feast.

In the years following, Don and I have traveled 2.5 hours from Houston, with family and friends to share the fun of a Smitty's Experience. Each time, I am in awe of the skilled people, on the other side of the counter. Many like Pablo, we've seen year after year.

Fire Box... Cooking Chamber...?

Since there are usually lines at Smitty's, there is no time for questions. I think I finally have it figured out that the fire box thing on the ground, provides (through some kind of flue) the smoke and heat for the brick cooking chamber. It's amazing to watch the guys in their aprons, lifting the lid and messing with the meats. The slicing and chopping is clearly an art!

It's a Wrap

After ordering and paying with cash, the meat is wrapped in layers of butcher paper. For people dining in, the bundle is handed over like an open pocket.

Dining Room

After getting the meat, it's on to the dining room. There has always been an interesting crowd at the community tables.

Drinks and Extras

Soda, tea and beer is available at a nearby counter. There are a few options for sides, but that's not what Smitty's is known for.

Finding a Seat

You never know who you'll sit by. I always hope for a cowboy hat or two. Or at least a handsome young man who eats all but the bone! Scott loves BBQ!

Once seated, the butcher paper becomes a plate. There are plastic spoons for the sides, but I swear I remember seeing knives chained to the table in the past. Maybe I just dreamed that.

Recent Visit

On our most recent visit, I chatted with Jim. He is married to Nina Schmidt Sells, who took over the business from her father in 1999. Nina grew in the biz. Before her dad, Smitty bought Kruez Market, he worked there as a teen. In 1999, Nina's brother moved the used the Kruez name and opened in a new location. Nina kept the business and gave it her father's name.

With Pat and Susan

Don and I had the fun, of introducing our friends Pat and Susan to Smitty's recently. Don brought his own knife this time. He learned by watching locals on past trips... not that one was really needed! We had some Lockhart Beer and chowed down on ribs and brisket and sausage.

While we ate, I spotted Jim taking a break. It was late enough that Nina was relaxing a bit herself. I introduced myself and raved about our meal. I felt like a BBQ Groupie, meeting Smitty's actual daughter!

Off We Go

We finished and walked off a couple bites of brisket, with a stroll around the square. Then on the way to the parking lot, I got one last glimpse of the intriguing world of Smitty's BBQ. I heard buzzing first, then notice a man, standing in a sea of oak logs. He was working away, splitting the wood that fuels the pits. I felt like I was getting a little peek, backstage.

Mom would have loved that final treat!

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Priddy Store

4/23/2019

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Welcome to Priddy

Don and I were on the 4th day of a road trip with friends, when we reached the town of Priddy. We had already enjoyed a lunch in Blessing, TX and we'd spent a night in Comfort, TX. It seemed fitting that we should visit another small town, with a name that makes you smile!

We were very hungry by the time we laid eyes on this fine sign. Who was this fine, parrot-carrying pirate?

We were too hungry to stop and research, but we learned later that the unincorporated town was named for Thomas Jefferson Priddy. He was not a pirate. He was a pioneer Baptist preacher. Priddy was also a Texas Ranger, so he might have carried a weapon. I doubt he had a parrot.

Another Sign

We had no problems spotting the Priddy Store, with it's curious sign. We could accomplish so much! We could get gas, diesel, groceries, hardware, wine, ice and deli food! The word beer seemed to be painted over.

5-Star Dining, in Northwestern Central Texas!

Our friends Susan and Pat had Googled dining options before we reached town. Susan got us all excited as she read aloud, a 5-star Yelp food review for Priddy Store. The words magical and biblical were used! The reviewer also stated, "I would trade a unicorn and a rainbow for their food!" When we saw the little brick building, we laughed. Our reviewer might have been drunk or just sarcastic.

Quick Debate

We've never traveled with Pat and Susan before, but Don and I were delighted with their Go-For-It attitudes! Don parked next to a truck and said he'd wait in the car, if we wanted to go in and check the place out. But our friends were game to just head on in. That's the way it should be done!

Fish, Worms, Deer

The signs in the window, made me grin. They did not make me lose my appetite.

Shop and Dine

A table of workmen looked up when we entered. A young woman in pink, invited us to sit anywhere. Don and Pat sat at a table near some shelves of motor oil and Band-aids... and Tampons. Susan took in some of the other shopping options.

Cigs and Wine

There were 3 wines for sale and lots of tobacco and cigarettes. There was also a large tip "cup" with the message, "If Love is the Root of All Evil, Then Cleanse Yourself."

Wine and Ice Cream

We could have shared a bottle of wine with our lunch, for $3.50. Actually that might not have been allowed, but I'm sure we could have eaten the ice cream from the freezer. The weekly specials were listed above.

Bathroom by the Pumps

I was the first to try out the single bathroom on the side of the building. I walked past the pumps, which do still serve gas. I was relieved to smell a freshly cleaned bathroom, when I entered. 5 stars for that!

Jerry

The young woman in pink was pretty quiet when she took our order. I asked, "What's good?" She paused as if she'd never been asked that question. "Everything."

She took our order and not long after, Jerry came over to our table to chat. She had finished working in the kitchen and had just sat down to eat a burger. She was delightful and chatty. She whipped around so I could take a photo of her shirt. She showed us the dot, showing Priddy on the map. There are about 230 people in Priddy.

Food and More Chat

Our orders began to arrive and everyone was talking at once. We were excited to learn that Jerry grew up in Hallettsville, which is 223 miles from Priddy. We told her that we had stopped there 2 days before, to buy kolaches.

Jerry talked ranch and cattle talk, with Pat and she answered Czech language questions from Don. Jerry wished she'd learned to speak Czech from her parents... instead of mimicking them behind their backs, with her sister.

The Food!

The food actually was impressive. The Thursday Special was a Jalapeno burger (with grilled peppers and onions) along with seasoned home fries and tea or fountain drink. Jerry insisted we enjoy a complimentary piece of oatmeal cake. It was fresh and moist, with lots of nuts and coconut!

Photo Time

Jerry offered to take a photo of our little group. It had been fun chatting with her, but we needed to let her go. Lunch ended at 2 and she was off duty. We heard a voice from the kitchen area. "I'm about ready for a cold one." Was that our pink girl? Maybe.

More Chatting

The door opened and a couple entered, with lots of greetings for Jerry. "I haven't seen you in a month of Sundays!" said the white haired woman, as she hugged Jerry. Jerry had taken her work apron off and she probably had a list of things to do that afternoon. But she acted like there was no other place she'd rather be.

Good-Bye Priddy!

We paid up and had a short chat with the couple at the table. They were still chatting with Jerry when we left. I took one last look at the old building... established 1936. I wish I knew more history. I had asked Jerry, but she pointed the feed store across the street. "The woman who works there can tell you everything!"

It was tempting to cross the street, but we'll save the feed store adventure for another day!

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Koffee Kup Family Restaurant

4/21/2019

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Hico, Texas

On Good Friday morning, we had breakfast in Hico. Don and I were traveling with our friends, Pat and Susan. Like us, they knew little about the small town of about 1,300, in North Central Texas. We had however, heard that the Koffee Kup was a great place to go for breakfast.

Cowboy at the Table

Don and I have eaten in a few restaurants, with cowboy signs or names. This one had a mighty fine silhouette image of a cowboy, above the door. That man with his hat and spurs, seemed to be pondering life. Or was he just savoring that last sip, while he stared at the coffee pot?

I wondered if we would see any cowboy hats inside.

Seating

We entered at about 8:45 and I spotted no cowboys. We pondered only briefly, about where to sit.

There was a nice big table near the door with the Koffee Kup logo branded into wood.

We headed back and aimed for one of the booths.

Booths and Displays

There was a booth open, by the salt & pepper shaker displays.

We chose a slightly larger booth, so I had to sneak over for a peek at the fine collection.

Filling Up

We took a seat and before long, we had coffee at our table. Our server was quick and efficient. I believe her name was Mary Ellen and she didn't have much time for chit chat, since the place was filling up fast. Before long I saw my first cowboy hat.

Eggs, Bacon and Biscuits

My scrambled eggs came fried. I really didn't care, but Mary Ellen seemed concerned as she studied her pad. I had the feeling she had never made a mistake before. I assured her I was happy with fried. The bacon was crispy the way I like it. The biscuits were far too crumbly to make a breakfast sandwich... or I might have. I like the idea of gravy... but all I usually need, is one taste.

Gigantic Oatmeal

Pat went for bacon like me, but Susan ordered oatmeal with her eggs. It was Good Friday after all. We all laughed when we saw the size of her bowl. Don's breakfast burrito was amazingly good. We probably should have ordered pie, even at breakfast. That's what they're known for.

More Hats, More Locals

Before long I spotted a few more cowboy hats. I'm not sure why this amused me. Hico is surrounded by ranch land, so I shouldn't have been surprised. I noticed a lot of diners, stopping to greet other diners. This seemed to be the place to eat and socialize.

Movie Star?

On my way to the restroom, I paused to look at the wall with framed photos and news clippings. There was a portrait of a man, directly above the still vacant, "branded" table.

Mary Ellen was standing near the kitchen area and she noticed me looking.

"You probably think that he's a movie star." She said, gesturing towards the black and white photo.

Owned by the Allen Family

Mary Ellen had been so busy earlier, but suddenly she was happily carrying on about Lynn Allen, the old owner who had died a few years ago. She pointed to names, engraved in the wood. There were about 16.

"Those are the names of the men who used to gather at this table, every day." She pointed out the name Jack Allen. I believe he was Lynn's dad, who started the Koffee Kup in 1970. "They're all gone now." She added sadly.

Even Sadder

We left happy and I shared my tiny bit of info in the car with the others. Later I searched the internet for more info. I was curious about the history of this busy place in a small town. The info I found, made me sad and angry.

I was sad that my happy little dining experience was suddenly tainted by my curious Googling. I was angry, because I learned that not all that long ago, the restaurant's name was different. The once, Koffee Kup Kafe had a shorter nickname... KKK. From what I read, I don't believe it is just rumor, that clan meetings were held in this very building.

I could have chosen not to add this restaurant to the blog. Or I could have left this part out. But I've shared what I discovered, because that's what my dining adventures are about. Usually my surprises and discoveries are amusing or curious. Sometimes I learn some history, that I eventually forget. This disturbing discovery, won't be forgotten.

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Rathskeller Restaurant - Fredericksburg

4/21/2019

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Lunch in the Texas Hill Country

There are tons of dining options in Fredericksburg. The Hill Country town, once settled by Germans, now caters to tourists. They've done a good job of preserving their culture and history and beautiful buildings, like this one.

Lunch in the Old Memorial Keidel Hospital

This sturdy, limestone building has always intrigued me. When recently traveling with friends, they suggested stopping for lunch, in the old hospital.

Lovely April Day

Pat and Susan had eaten before at The Rathskeller. I was excited about the idea of a basement dining adventure... especially since our friends had been told, the basement had once been a morgue. Intriguing!

But the spring weather was heavenly and we had to pause to take in the courtyard, before heading down the exterior steps.

Down We Go

The sign at the bottom of the stairs flipped to CLOSED, shortly after we arrived

Coming through the door, we could see the thick, limestone walls. Who knows what the basement was used for in 1883, when the building was first completed. It opened then, as a general merchandise and hardware store.

Still Serving

It was nearly 3:00 when we arrived, but they were still serving lunch. We were invited to sit anywhere. The table near the old window looked cozy and the giant utensils sort of amused me.

Bigger Space

There was a private room with a meeting table, if we'd brought along more friends. The sweet beast on the stone wall, would have kept an eye on us.

But we took another cozy corner table, with Grandma and Grandpa looking over us, from their frame. I sat near the Mercedes grill.

More Curious Decor

I was pretty delighted peeking around. The nearby window view amused me, with its cocktail cart and flamingo display. The restroom had some interesting art. I don't speak German, but the antique piece was interesting.

Chatting With Mary

While we studied menus, our server Mary, bustled about. She was fun and chatty and answered lots of questions. She said she'd been working at the Rathskeller off and on, for at least 18 years. "Since the owner's son was toddling around." she said.

Mary however, didn't answer my questions about the basement once being a morgue. She really did not want to confirm that at all. She said it had been the laundry room.

Photo on the Menu

The menu had some less eerie history inside and a great photo on the cover. In 1919, Dr. Victor Keidel bought the building and expanded, with the wing that looks over the courtyard. It opened as The Keidel Memorial Hosptial in 1938. Dr. Keidel's son in law, Dr. H. Perry also practiced and eventually bought the property. The building is still in the Perry family today.

Cheers

Susan and I enjoyed some beer (German for me!) as we waited for our food. We continued to wonder about the morgue. I asked Mary if they had any ghosts sightings in the basement. She steered clear of that subject, just like she had the morgue. Then she reminded me that we were in a small town and there were residents who had family members who were born or died at the hospital. It was suddenly clear to me, why this kind of gossip was off limits.

Yum!

I ordered the Daily Special, even though I clearly knew it was more than I could eat. Well, there was no Country Fried Pork Cutlet left on my plate when I finished. The beans, gravy and potatoes were packed with flavor! Crispy cutlet and fat mushrooms in the gravy! Yum!

The Rest

The Almond Crusted Fried Dover and Turkey Ruebens were well received, also. But I think mine was best!

Fun Stop

We enjoyed some good food and fun conversation. It was a fun dining adventure, even if we had no eerie encounters! This may be the first "meal in a hospital" for the Dining Blog!

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Gonzalez Restaurant in Ballinger, TX

4/12/2019

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Love the Signs!

Sometimes you just have to pick a restaurant because of their cool signage... even if the signs confuse you a bit!

It was a bright summer day when Don and I spotted this unlit neon sign, with smiling face, tiny mustache and chef's hat. Was this an Italian restaurant? Wait, what about the blue sign? (Texas Grill) Cowboy steaks maybe? The words on the stone wall? (Gonzales Restaurant) Yum... enchiladas? I was up for any and all!

Corner of Texas Highways 83 and 67

The restaurant was just sitting there, right on the corner of 2 highways when we pulled into town on the last day of a long road trip.

We had not heard about the place. No help from Yelp. No guidance from articles. No word of mouth. These finds are always extra fun... and extra daring.

The OPEN sign was lit, but it was almost 1:30. We parked and crossed our fingers as we headed over. Small town restaurants make their own rules.

On the Corner Since 1901

I read later that the building has been sitting here for more than a century. As we headed to the entrance I studied the stone work above. I wondered how many different kinds of businesses have enjoyed this corner spot, over the years. Then I took a good look at the painted windows. It looked like we would be having a festive Mexican lunch!

Welcoming Staff

Don and I usually try to avoid being the last diners, at any restaurant. There's nothing more uncomfortable than eating your meal while brooms sweep nearby and chairs go up on tables. When we stepped inside, we saw no lingering diners. That was not a good sign.

The Buffet

The idea of a buffet at the end of a shift, was also unappealing. But the women at the door welcomed us, with such enthusiasm. And the Mexican decor was fun and we could eat quickly and get on the road! We stayed and found a few decent foods at the Fajita and Salad Bar Buffet. Best of all, we ended up having a fun time chatting with the staff.

Happy Chatter

There was a lot of playful banter between the folks running the place... I believe 2 sisters and a brother? They happily included us in their weather talk when they found our we were from Houston. "Oh it was 114 here yesterday! I remember when I was a kid the weather never bothered me. I could be out picking cotton or collecting sheep's wool and I never felt it. Now I can't even work in the garden!"

Eerie Hall & Stories

I took a trip to the restroom and came back grinning. The journey had amused me. The hall had been long and dark. I didn't get a picture of the decorated walls, or the darkened "dining room" where a TV glowed in the corner. I pictured festive family gatherings and celebrations.

When I returned to the table, the ladies began telling us stories about the old building. "It's haunted, you know."

Cowboy Ghost

They shared some articles about the old building that had been a saloon until prohibition. After some years as a department store, the building reopened as a restaurant in 1954. Supposedly Norton, the Cowboy Ghost has been haunting the place for a very long time.

No Signs of Norton

Norton is not the chef on the sign. We never found out anything more about the smiling chef. Supposedly Norton is the name of the ghost, who was once a notorious character in Ballinger, until he was gunned down by Texas Rangers, in this very building. Yikes!

One of the women laughed about Norton. "A lot of girls claim he pinches or touches them. Nobody in my family has ever been touched!" She grinned. "Maybe he's just prejudiced!"

So we had a curious little dining adventure, as our last meal on a a 2-week road trip. Maybe we need to revisit for an evening meal... and be the last diners again!

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Lake View Drive-In Marlin, TX

8/30/2018

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Lunch Stop on the Road

We didn't have tons of lunch options at 11:30 in small-town, Marlin. But Don and I were more than game to try the non-chain restaurant with the words Drive-In on their sign. In fact there were 3 different signs, when we pulled in the lot.

There was no confusion about where we were.

Drive In?

As we approached the lot, I tried to determine if the place was still a drive-in. There was a lot of covered parking, at least.

Love Those Windows!

As we walked under the covering, I saw no signs of curb service, but I could see the original vintage walk-up window. And I could see a red SUV, pulled up to a drive-thru window. We walked past yet another sign, as we headed inside. "Welcome Ya'll"

Since 1946

We joined a line right away and began studying the wall. I was excited to see the words above the menu. "Serving Marlin With Pride Est. 1946" I love a small town diner, that's older than me!

The Kitchen

The line moved quickly, so we were suddenly standing at the doorway to the kitchen. The lower half of the door was closed, while a young woman took our order.

I took a good moment to peek in at the cozy kitchen, with ice cream freezer and the windows that tilted outward. There were a lot of people in that small kitchen, but they all seemed to maneuver around each other, in good spirits.

Two Rooms

We took our little wooden order-piece with #4 and headed through the first room, past a table of orange vests.

In the Back Room

As we waited for our food, I took a good look at all the western and country decor in the room. I liked the little horse hook, holding the worn hat. I noticed that no one in the room had their food and I worried for a moment that we might be in for a big wait.

Food!

Suddenly, it seemed like every employee that I'd seen in the kitchen, had entered the room at once, carrying trays of steaming food! It was humorous and a little amazing. I felt like I should offer a toast... or a prayer!

Yum!

Of course I didn't. Instead I opened up my Patty Melt, with grilled onions and pickles and dug in. It tasted so much better than it looked! Maybe that's why all the locals seemed to be eating theirs, while in the wrapper. I used a lot of napkins.

Don had the daily special. Chicken fried chicken with green beans, mashed potatoes and roll. The chicken was surprisingly moist and the gravy was extra delicious.

Off We Go

We finished up and headed out to hit the road. Before I climbed in the car I stopped. "Wait! Where's the lake view?" I had to wander back a bit to get a peek at some water. Maybe in 1946, there were no trees.

The view was not the highlight of our meal and the drive-in, was more of a drive-thru. But the food and service was pretty good!

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Allen's Fried Chicken

8/17/2018

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Road Trip Dining in Sweetwater, TX

When traveling by car, Don and I are almost always game for a food adventure. Even when the sign looks a little neglected!

Big Sign Little House

If we'd just driven into town and spotted the sign, we would have driven on by. It didn't look like a restaurant that could possibly serve a mount-watering lunch.

But for once, the TripAdvisor reviews empowered me. There wasn't a bad comment and we were warned about the deceiving appearance.

The sign clearly meant... "We're too busy cooking up a storm to fret over signs!"

Busy at 11

Seeing lots of cars so early, was a good sign.

Picking the Door

We had a pick of doors. I liked the old screen door, but that was for carryouts. We headed for the glass door, with prices clearly announced. $11.50 for Adults. That included drink and tax.

Six Family Tables

We opened the door and stepped into the dining room. The place had just opened up, but three of the six tables already had diners. A busy server greeted and pointed us towards a table with two men. I wondered to myself. Where are we supposed to sit? The table was covered in dishes.

Making Room

But the young woman quickly moved a couple serving dishes. Suddenly two clean plates were revealed beneath the bowls of veggies. Luckily the two men looked up from their plates and the ice was broken. They put us right at ease.

Studying the Empty Tables

I wanted to be invisible and observe the diners at the other tables. There were quite a few older folks and I'm guessing quite a few who had come alone. Two tables conversed and the other table was quiet, while food was gobbled.

Our Table Buddies

Our 2 guys laughed and nodded when I asked to take a photo. Then they continued to eat, letting my photo look totally candid.

It was fun hearing the stories of one, who had grown up not far from Sweetwater. He had been in the FFA Club in high school and came to town for judging. That's when he remembered eating at Allen's. He laughed about the time his friend almost got them kicked out, because the friend picked up the serving bowl of peach cobbler and started eating the whole thing. I asked if Allen's had changed much. "Not at all." He answered with a laugh.

14 Dishes

I was so curious to figure out how everything worked. Most of us just aren't used to the world of family dining... with strangers. I watched as new guests arrived to an empty table. A cart appeared from the open kitchen and fresh food was unloaded.

I counted 15 different dishes on our table! There were things I wouldn't ordinarily go for, but I ended up trying a little of everything.

Fried chicken, sweet potatoes, mashed potato salad, sliced buttered potatoes, pea salad, green beans, corn, collard greens, squash, red beans, okra, cole slaw, peach cobbler and rolls... and tea!

The fried chicken was pretty amazing... crispy crust, moist and flavorful meat! The hardest part was trying to pass dishes around our crowded table. It forced us to talk to one another, if we wanted to get to something that wasn't within reach.

The Big Table

The biggest table suddenly vacated, just as a young guy came in looking a bit lost. He was sent to our table and I was pretty excited that suddenly we were the in the know diners, who got to show him the ropes. He had been working in the area and someone recommended the place. What a brave young guy, to choose family dining over fast food!

Old Photos

Since the diners had left the big table, I took a moment to study the nearby photos on the wall. I read some news articles about Mrs. Allen and how she opened her home in 1952. She cooked in the kitchen and served in the front room, using the very table for 12, that had just been vacated.

Billy

As I studied a wall photo, a server named Tabitha paused to chat. I asked if the photo was of Mrs. Allen. "Yes. Her grandson and granddaughter are right back there." She pointed to the open kitchen. "Billy runs the place and his sister is cooking the chicken."

Tabitha insisted on calling Billy from the kitchen, to come meet me. He was pretty delightful, teasing Tabitha a bit and posing for a photo. Tabitha said she'd worked at Allen's for 19 years. "I'm not family, but they make me feel like family." When Billy was out of hearing distance, she teased about him, then got serious. "Really, he's the nicest boss ever. I don't know what I'd do, if I had to work somewhere else."

The Table

I was feeling pretty lucky that there was a lull that allowed us to chat. I guess locals know to get to Allen's, right when it opens.

Billy was able to share a little about the history and his family. He showed me the old table under the cloth. "It was the only table, 67 years ago." He said he wouldn't think of parting with it.

One More Pic

Before leaving, we got one more photo. I got my turn to pose with Billy, while the kitchen buzzed behind us. The next wave was probably about to hit.

Don and I took off with full stomachs and big grins. The whole family dining experience had been better than we'd imagined. There was a time, when we would have cringed at the idea of joining locals

for lunch at a community table. I'm glad Don is game for these wonderful road trip stops. We couldn't have been happier with our dining adventure!

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Hondo's on Main

5/24/2018

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Fredericksburg, Texas

Birthday Lunch

It's time for another throwback write-up. It's been over a year since the day we went to Hondo's. I turned 60 on that Sunday and we spent the day wandering, in historic Fredericksburg.

Hondo's wasn't a big destination restaurant. I pretty much picked it because I was intrigued by the old building. I liked the idea of the place being a whole lot older than me... like about 55 years older.

Self Help Restaurant/Bar

It was a beautiful day, when we arrived. A band was gearing up out on the patio and we had a feeling the place would be getting packed soon. We stepped inside the bar area to figure out how this place worked. Luckily, some other diners filled us in. "Order at the inside bar. Find yourself a seat. Pick up your food at the kitchen window."

Who is Hondo?

On past visits to Fredericksburg, I had always been curious about the old building. Stepping inside for the first time, it was nice to see the interior had just as much charm as the exterior. There were thick stucco walls, wooden beams, a stone fireplace and lots of photos of Hondo. I obviously needed to learn about who this Hondo person was.

Hondo by the Stage

The cute little stage with twinkle lights and stacks of beer boxes, was surrounded with more Hondo images. I felt a little bad that I've lived in Texas nearly 20 years and didn't know about Hondo Crouch. I quickly learned that Hondo was the writer and humorist, who became the self-proclaimed mayor of Luckenbach, Texas.

Luckenbach in 2015

Here is Luckenbach in 2015, when Don and I stopped by on July 4th weekend. We knew about the Texas Hill Country "town" made famous by Waylon Jennings in 1977. But we didn't know about Hondo Crouch, who bought the town for $30,000 in 1970.

Hondo's Daugther

Hondo died in 1976, before the song. But his daughter and her husband decided to bring a little of Hondo's spirit to life, when they opened the Fredericksburg bar/restaurant and music venue.

Don and I managed to find an open table outside and settled in to enjoy the music and people watching. It wasn't exactly like the dance hall at Luckenbach, with its daily live music. But it was relaxed and entertaining.

People Watching

There was lots of good people watching. I was sorry I hadn't worn my cowboy hat. I guess that's because I don't have one. But I could have worn boots.

Cool Drinks

Don and I toasted to the day, with margarita and beer and waited for our order.

Burgers and Soup

Our food didn't take long. I recall Don's burger was extra yummy, topped with crispy onion strings, bacon and cheese.

I'm afraid I have totally failed to remember what kind of soup and salad I had. I think I had some kind of Cobb Salad or something. I do remember liking the soup, even though the photo doesn't look so good.

Rating the Restroom

Worst of all I can't remember what was amusing about the restroom and why I took the photo. Was it just that there was a hole in the shape of a star on the door? Or was there something unusual about the Ladies Room? (I often find old restrooms can be part of the dining adventure) I can't remember for the life of me what the significance was.

Thats the problem with a throw-back write-up... when you don't take notes. I'll just have to go back and enjoy again!

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Power Plant Texas Grill

5/22/2018

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Seguin, Texas

It's not every day that you get a chance to dine in what was once a power plant. A while back, Don and I made a lunch stop, to have a dam-view, restaurant experience!

Engine Room

I loved the idea of eating inside the impressive brick structure. This building operated as a gristmill in the early 1900's and was converted into a hydroelectric plant in 1940.

Diesel Engine

We could have eaten some burgers, right beside the Busch-Sulzer Diesel Engine!

Or...

We could have nibbled on fries, while studying hefty pieces of machinery.

Engineering

Evidently it took some creative engineering to get this place reopened after years of sitting vacant. There was leveling and bridge building... kitchen and deck construction and all sorts of things I don't understand.

I also know nothing about all cool machinery inside the engine room. I do know it fascinated my engineer husband, who wandered and studied, while I saw about getting a table.

Food with a View!

It was hard to give up the idea of dining within those brick walls, where we could have imagined the noise and activity 100 years ago. But the weather was too lovely on a spring day.

Eye on the Dam

Even without the history, this view was pretty ideal. It was fun imagining the scene through the years. It may have been a beaver dam that inspired the first original mill dam, way over 100 years ago. By the late 1800's, Henry Troell was the owner and the mill evolved into a power plant with the installation of electro-hydraulic generators.

"S" Shaped Fall

I guess the bend of the Guadalupe River had something to do with this "S" shaped curve. It was so pleasing to the eye. The trees were just beginning to get green and the warm spring temps made the breeze feel just right.

We ordered and hoped our food didn't come too fast.

The Special

I couldn't turn down the meatloaf, since it was featured as their in house daily special. The dark gravy was tasty on the mashed potatoes and meatloaf. The roll took me back to my hot lunches in grade school. And that is a good thing. Don got the Power Burger and it was quite decent.

The Turbine Room

Our waiter encouraged us to cross the bridge and take a peek at the Turbine Room. I'm guessing the space is used for private gatherings or overflow. What a dramatic view, looking straight down on the water!

The Turbine Wheel

In 1886, Henry Troell was given permission by Seguin Waterworks Company to install a 54-inch turbine wheel at his power dam. This is the wheel that allowed water to be pumped to the Seguin area. Troell must have been a pretty big man on Seguin's campus, back in the day. No one took power for granted back then.

Next Time

We need to get back to Seguin and do a little Power Dining in the evening. I'm not sure where the sun sets or what kind of crowd fills the place at night. But it might be worth a visit!

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