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I Want Strangers To Feed Me Again

Houston 175, James Coney Island on Walker Avenue, Houston

It’s a darn good thing I know how to cook, since I’ve had to cook 98% of our meals over these past nine weeks. My first thoughts in the morning are, “Take Bayer aspirin, give dog his pill, make coffee, thaw meat.” Meal prep is, as Willie Nelson sang, always on my mind. Manana in Texas means bars, yes, BARS, will open. Restaurants have already been plugging away at 25%, at least those that have not yet folded. A handful of iconic Austin restaurants operating for over 30 years each, have died a COVID death. Tomorrow, restaurants can allow 50% occupancy. And no, they will not shove blow-up sex dolls in booths to establish social distancing like a certain establishment in South Carolina did…

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Austin is known for keeping it weird, but that’s hella weird. Crazy weird. And yet, when I think of the flaky dim bulb brains of many hostesses I’ve known, it’s probably helpful, so they wouldn’t seat those tables. Nice touch with the bowls and forks.

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So Much Meat Pulls The Surface

I hear Shiraz pairs nicely with Peru system.

Not a fan? What about old adopted mother’s veggies? So fresh!

And don’t forget to customize the heat level to your desired God Fire.

Still too spicy? Ask for a pat of adult butter to even out the heat.

If you’re vegan, you’ll have to skip the butter. No dairy for you. But remember:

Pretty wife eat cheese. Pretty wife eats meat. Pretty wife eats flesh salad.

Lost in Asian translation? Retreat and think of cakes.

Not a fan of cakes? Try a small square of caramel.

Do you eat? Coron to you! Bon App├ętit!