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Originally Posted by Chula Vista
Texas hoe down line dancing or the real sh*t? 
Seriously, details man! What was chow?
Haven't been on a date in over 35 years and would like to live vicariously through your exploits. |
We ate at this great little BBQ place - sort of a hole in the wall type deal that one of my buddies recommended. They're huge military supporters, and basically the whole freakin' place was packed with Soldiers & Airmen. It was so freakin' good, actually came close to Texan BBQ - of course you know that
nobody does BBQ like Texas. Surprisingly enough their sauce wasn't vinegar based, but rather honey based. It had enough heat, though, to compensate for the sweetness of the honey. So you kinda got a sweet but fiery combination.
It was a country joint, had some line dancin', some square dancin', and some haystack dancin', but y'all city slickers wouldn't know nothing about no haystack dancin' haha. That is TRULY a deep country thing. And man that fiddler on that stage was keepin' it hot. That man started playin' and by the end of the night I thought that fool was gonna break that bow. He'd certainly broken enough of the bow hairs and his E string.