Opus 2018-070: Firsts: Alligator Bites

Finally.  I have been waiting years to sample alligator.  Texas has everything.

When the kids were still young and we were on a trip we went to an alligator farm in Florida.  We did the tour on the boats with the big propellers.   We threatened to throw the kids out of the boat.  A good time was had by all.  One of the things we were looking forward to, okay, I was looking forward to, was tasting alligator.  They were out.  Can you believe it?  We were at an alligator farm in the alligator state and they were out of alligator.  Why didn’t they just go out and catch another one?  Must have been run by Democrats.

So recently we were in a little hick town in Texas.  This was a stereotype of a dead end trap.  It was the kind of place where every building needed paint and signs were hanging from one corner.  It felt like you were at aUniversal Studios ghost town.  You expected a red-neck lynch mob to come around the corner any moment.  We asked a local where to get a meal and they said, “Blake’s”.  It was a very retro place or it would have been in Dallas.  Here it fit in perfectly but the special of the day was alligator bites.  The menu also had prime rib and frog’s legs.  They brought hot bread to the table as we waited. 

And I finally got my alligator.  Of course, it tasted like chicken.

You never know where you will find things.  It was almost like finding a rational conservative in New York City or a teacher that could think in a public school.

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