Saying one place has the best barbecue is like admitting you have a favorite child. We all have one, but we feel bad throwing shade on the others. If only someone else could come along and help the others do…
Gone are the days of having to drink your neighbor’s homemade beer and trying to match his excitement without choking. It tasted like restaurant swill that had been filtered through underwear first, then newspaper. (Sorry Steve.) But no more. No,…
In George Strait’s anthem “Ocean Front Property,” he claims to have property on the shoreline of Arizona. As some of you know, Arizona has no coastline. Turns out it was a metaphor for lying. In addition to spelling oceanfront wrong…
