baymule
Garden Master
My DH and I had to go to Evadale, Tx today to take care of some business for his work. It was a couple of hours to get over there and after we took care of his business, we were hungry. On the crossroads of Hwy 96 and Hwy 105 was a portable building, painted a faded barn red, labeled Chuck's. A sign painted on corrugated tin had a cute pink pig in overalls proclaiming "The GOOD Smell In Evadale" There is a paper mill there and if you have never caught a whiff of a paper mill town, the whole town reeks like a SBD (Silent But Deadly), a Church Creeper, that has you looking at each other as you drive through town, thinking the other one just blew out a gas well.
Bar-B-Cue. Small Texas town. 'Nuff said.
We went in and perused the menu, the walls and general dcor. The place was covered in cute attitude signs like, It's Too Hard to Kidnap Fat People. And, I Love You All The Way To Louisiana, Where's A Will There's 500 Kinfolks. Old record albums were on the walls and at least one old kid's saddle. There was 8 tables set up in the tiny space and a window where you ordered. DH ordered a chopped beef sandwich. I saw Redneck Nachos on the hand lettered menu hanging on the wall and asked what they were. Yup, I ordered them.
I can die now because I have tasted Heaven.
Here is the recipe for ya'll.
Start with crispy, browned, home made potato chips that were good enough by themselves that I could have made my self sick eating them. Put a generous double handful in one of those classy white Styrofoam doggie bag things you take leftovers home in, tore in half at the hinge so they have 2 of them, but you only get the one half. Not the small hamburger size, the big size. Oh, and I got a plastic fork. Classy. My kind of place.
Ok where was I? Yeah, the home made potato chips. On top of the potato chips, scatter a heaping big spoon full of chopped beef, the long handled kind of spoon. Pour some spicy, tangy Bar-B-Que sauce over the chopped beef. Then add chopped red onions and lots of sliced jalapenos. Take a bottle of Ranch Dressing and squeeze zig-zags over the top. Oh wow. Just WOW.
I just had to share this with ya'll.
Bar-B-Cue. Small Texas town. 'Nuff said.
We went in and perused the menu, the walls and general dcor. The place was covered in cute attitude signs like, It's Too Hard to Kidnap Fat People. And, I Love You All The Way To Louisiana, Where's A Will There's 500 Kinfolks. Old record albums were on the walls and at least one old kid's saddle. There was 8 tables set up in the tiny space and a window where you ordered. DH ordered a chopped beef sandwich. I saw Redneck Nachos on the hand lettered menu hanging on the wall and asked what they were. Yup, I ordered them.
I can die now because I have tasted Heaven.
Here is the recipe for ya'll.
Start with crispy, browned, home made potato chips that were good enough by themselves that I could have made my self sick eating them. Put a generous double handful in one of those classy white Styrofoam doggie bag things you take leftovers home in, tore in half at the hinge so they have 2 of them, but you only get the one half. Not the small hamburger size, the big size. Oh, and I got a plastic fork. Classy. My kind of place.
Ok where was I? Yeah, the home made potato chips. On top of the potato chips, scatter a heaping big spoon full of chopped beef, the long handled kind of spoon. Pour some spicy, tangy Bar-B-Que sauce over the chopped beef. Then add chopped red onions and lots of sliced jalapenos. Take a bottle of Ranch Dressing and squeeze zig-zags over the top. Oh wow. Just WOW.
I just had to share this with ya'll.