I’m an hour or so south of Dallas and looking at a long road ahead with no Texas barbecue so I pull into the Texas Best Smokehouse parking lot to see if there’s even a shred of hope.
The look of the place is pure Cracker Barrel with all manners of redneck paraphernalia littering the aisles, retro “country living” arcana tacked up all over the walls and a general feeling of despair emanating from the workers.
I expect to see a knock kneed hound dog staggering vainly about looking for a place to collapse and die, but I’m on my bike and out of the parking lot as fast as possible.
One of the best sights of the Spring so far was Texas Best Smokehouse in the rear view mirror and a blessedly empty belly guiding me onward to better places up ahead.
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