This place was a few blocks from my old man’s office on McCullough in San Antonio. Great burgers and decor! From the early 60’s? The cast of VIVA MAX ate and drank here a lot.
Christmas lights up all year.. and a shelf all around the room near the ceiling that had an electric train running.
My wife’s job is moving to Kansas, 25 miles away. So we are moving to be only 2 miles from her work, rather than 25. We tried to find a place in Missouri without many steps and on the first floor since we have her mum with and she uses a walker. Hello Overland Park/Leawood!
I will at least be able to walk to the grocery store. In this area, there are two Whole Paychecks within 3 miles of each other. The closest one caters to rich hippies (more schnozz jewelery and lurid tattoos); they other is a haven for soccer moms who seem to be mainly tall Skandahoovian women. There is also a Dean & DeLuca, which is even more insanely expensive than Whole Paycheck. Hen House, a local chain, is more reasonable, and even has a whole kosher butcher shop and a wider selection of fresh sea food than the others I have mentioned.
There are also S. Asian greengrocers and halal butcher shops in the area. Olathe or KCKS is where I shall go to get my ingredients for comida mejicana.
“Who would believe they would freak out in Kansas, Suzy Creamcheese…” Frank Zappa.
I had the bratwurst plate last night.. great German-style brats and the best home made sauerkraut that I have had in years. It had little juniper berries in it.
I had a wonderful Spaten Oktoberfest with this.
Wow.. this was great. They made their own beans and the cole slaw was not some bland and overly sweet grocery store salad bar mush. I was most impressed. This was for the grand opening at Local Pig, a an artisanal butcher shop that produces charcuterie in the East Bottoms. This is about two blocks from Knucklehead’s, a music venue where have I occasionally sat in on accordion at the blues jams, just north, across the railroad tracks.
There was quite a crowd, even when I got there a bit after noon. It was chilly and windy, in the 40s, but pleasant. There seemed to be a rather well-behaved crowd.
The plates were quite nice. The buns/rolls were amazingly good. Not some sort of Bunny Bread/burger bun dreck.
Here’s a photo of my plate.
If I had known, I could have gotten some ribs. But I didn’t. Here’s a plate of rib remains. Sigh. Whimper.
Lest we forget, the guest of honor… a noble beast..
And here’s the guest of honor with the woman who was nobly serving the Boulevard Ales on tap. Good work, folks!
Not forgetting, EL TORITO #3 (I think it’s number 3) just opened its new supermercado on the north side of Independence Avenue, across from ACE Hardware. It’s a really nice place to shop for comida and has a great carniceria.
And something on waiters from Houston..
Antoine Baptiste! Bunk Morland! You tha’ man!
You gabacho honkies with broken innards, new used kayaks, and PTSD ought to follow his lead..
why I bet there are some food deserts in Richmond. Maybe the congresscritters and councilman Chuckie “Cheese” Samuels will pitch in. Fat chance.