Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Greasy Spoons

It's fair to say that the variety of dining options in East Texas is thin- unlike what you will become if you indulge in them frequently. Rather than bemoan the lack of laksa or complete absence of a good espresso, I have decided to embrace the culture and go in search of the best Greasy Spoon. So far I have found that in order to to be any good at all, a Greasy Spoon must have:- sweet, fat old men in overalls and baseball caps to flirt with. They must refer to any woman under 45 as 'honey' or 'sweet lady' and make constant references as to how much better she makes any male companion look
- a John Wayne poster somewhere
- at least one slightly grouchy, chain-smoking waitress with too-tight, camel-toe jeans who doesn't bother to remove the cigarette from her mouth as she asks "what can I git y'all"
- a minimum of 4 bottles of salty condiments on every table -pickles, tabasco, ketchup, barbque
So far, TJ's Cirlce Cafe in Kilgore gets my vote. 

Ok, so we all know I'm not really a cowgirl.
But yes, I have found myself living in Texas, on a ranch, married to a man who only wears Wranglers and rides his horse through cows in the pasture. Good enough.


