Well I finally made it to Denison, Texas.
Let’s just say that with the company I was keeping I didn’t have much choice in where I wanted to eat. Crackerbarrel and Applebee’s are big on their list of good restaurants and I actually ate at CB twice. I did not take pictures there because… well just because.
One day we had lunch at Pop’s Place on the Old Highway 75 in Denison. Guess it was because home was basically right across the street. From the outside I thought this place was promising.
Sitting down I knew that we’d made it to my idea of a fun place. Homey, menu on a chalkboard and Texas cuisine!
I ordered the chicken fried steak that was served over white bread. I loved it. I don’t know why it needed the bread, but I found it nice for sopping up the extra gravy.
I didn’t take pictures of the meals the other’s got because they all got salads!
I liked Pop’s but it wouldn’t be a “have to go there” type of place. It’s just a nice home town diner of Denison.
I was in Texas and I wanted Barbecue! The ribs our host cooked in her oven for me did not suffice. Not even barbecue!
So, they took us to Jones Family Bar-b-cue somewhere in Denison. It was night time and I couldn’t see the names on the streets. Those backroads are dark at night!
Neat place! They had country/farmy types of things hanging all over the place. Real stuff, not the type made for all of the cookie cutter restaurants. Some one used this stuff in real life! Took pictures but they didn’t come out.
The ordering was sort of cafeteria style. I chose a combo plate with ribs and brisket. Two sides came with that so I opted for corn on the cob and peach cobbler.
The ribs were amazingly good. They didn’t need any of the sauce that was served in a cup because the barbecue taste of hickory was right there. See the smoke ring? They were excellent.
Not so good for the brisket. Can you tell how dry it was in the picture? The best analogy I can give is that the brisket could have doubled for the soles on my shoes. I was very disappointed in my first meeting with real Texas Brisket. DRY!
The corn was typical, over soaked diner corn but the butter was real.
The peach cobbler was also a disappointment but I’m blaming that on being the last customers of the night. I had mostly crust and goo. The daytime customers must have had the peaches.
Next time I’ll just have the ribs!
I also wanted a good steak dinner before we left. We ate at a place in Sherman, Texas.
I didn’t take any pictures after reading the menu. I was impressed going in, but the place screamed out CHAIN to me. My final Texas meal was at The Texas Roadhouse. The menu stated that it began in Indiana! Maybe it was Illinois. I was so shocked that my memory isn’t working correctly.
I had a 12 ounce ribeye that was great but it wasn’t Texas! That’s that.
On our drive back to Los Angeles I saw it. I had to stop, never, ever being at this place before, even though it was on the wrong side of the highway!
There’s just been so much debate!
I didn’t mention it, but we ate at fast food places all the way to Texas because of timing and two cute Corgis in the back seat.
Nothing was stopping me from trying this place after hearing so much about it.
I was in Tucson.
Did you guess right?
I wasn’t expecting a limp waffle. I wasn’t expecting butter substitute. The waitress asked me if I wanted hot syrup. I’ve never had hot syrup so I said, “sure!” The waffle wasn’t good and the syrup was not hot but I really enjoyed the cup of coffee. Maybe it was the mug. I just love those heavy ceramic mugs. I asked the waitress if they sell them. I was going to ask her if I could steal it if they didn’t sell them. $5 got me my mug!
I also ordered the best over easy eggs I’ve ever had. They were perfectly done. Whites thoroughly cooked with the yolks remaining soft. If I could guarantee I’d get eggs done that exact same way every time I visited I’d go back just for the eggs! So why were the yolks orange?
I also tried some of the WH salsa which would have been great on an omelet.
Can’t say I haven’t been, now.
Denison, Texas is at the top of the state, 75 miles above Dallas and just below the Okalahoma state line.
Don’t know if you’ll ever get there, but dems the places I ate!
Edited because I really do know the difference between begun and began.
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