eat you burger and stand tall!. don't you just love these old tin roofed, barnwood sided, wood floored, animal heads on the wall, johnny cash juke box playing, feel necked if you donl't have your boots on, country burger and bar places?! well i do. and if you do too, you better enjoy it now.! it's a rather inconspicuousplaceon the edge of growing suburbia, probably soon to be swallowed by rampant development of the closeby !-35 corridor.
through the entrance and past the bar, we sat down near the juke box after a "sit anywhere you like" supposition was made from the mostly empty tabled dining room. the waitress appeared promptly and i got the first and most important order of business out of the way. . . shiner bock, please! the request was almost anticipated as if you were expected toplacethat very order for a long neck as the usual and "of course" customary thing to do.
as i pondered the menu, i began to wonder about the breeding stock of the human kind out this way. a couple of the waitresses had to be nie on to 6 feet tall. from what i could tell, the cook also loomed large in the kitchen window. something to do with the food consumption here and cooking oil in aplacecalled "fry height"! h-m-m-m-m?
heard the fried mushrooms were good and placed an order with no concern for the heighth thing as i already stand tall at 6' 1". served 'em steamin' hot with a good cream gravy and cool ranch dressing. the battered beauties were as good as mama's makes, and that's damn good. homemade onion rings and fresh cut french fries made it to our table as well. the ffs were a little overdone, but the rings disappeared in a rapid succession of catsup spurts.
big ole sloppy burgers, 1/2 lb. of medium done beef with cheese and bacon all served on a hawiian bun. hawaiian bun! what in tarnation and new york city made them do that! it was actually pretty good as i did not taste any of the sweetness it was purported to have, or at least it was balanced out with the pickles and mustard on my burger.
thisplacedefintely serves a burger that's good and plenty. throw in the atmosphere of a favorite ole run-down country joint, and you've got a restaurant that keeps 'em coming back. it's either that, or these goods folks and returning customers are hopin' to increase their fry heighth a couple more inches.