Every once in a while you find a place that's like no where else you've been before. A place that is full of family values, but still rough enough that you don't get bored. A few weeks ago, while my sweet family was out of town, I had the opportunity of officiating at a wedding for some friends of ours. They were doing their ceremony at a little ranch just outside of Longview that I had never heard of before and even had a little trouble finding. It was then that I discovered the Sacred Spur Ranch. I say discovered as if I were Colombus discovering some strange new world ..... when in reality it was sort of like stepping back in time. Nestled in the middle of no where in the heart of east Texas is a restaurant/horse ranch that time forgot.... or rather that looked time in the face, spat in its eye and said "git along little doggie!" The owner, Bob Miller, gave me a tour of the facilities and he let me know that there was a live band that performed Friday and Saturday, that there was a dance floor, and that their steaks were the best around. Seeing the opportunity to get a big juicy Texas steak, under the ruse of taking my wife out dancing, was a very attractive proposition. I made sure to talk the place up to her, mentioning the dancing and band of coarse! And the first weekend she was back, that's where we went. This place is what East Texas is all about. If I wore a cowboy hat regularly it would be off to this wonderful establishment for reminding us how country is supposed to be. The band was awesome! The musicians were from small time acts such as Brooks and Dun and the lead singer was spectacular. We danced, we partied to the music, we had great food that was cooked on a home made grill! I have had the pleasure of living in different parts of the world, and eating allot of different kinds of food, and being in different environments. I've eaten piranha in the Amazons, Lechona in Ibague Colombia. I have even eaten what someone in Utah called BBQ (I was very embarrassed for them). But I have never been as impressed as what I was in going to this very rustic little ranch that had so much of what I love about East Texas. Tiff and I got to dance, I got my 18 oz Stake (I'm sure it was good for me) and we all had a great time. So I say you can go eat your tofu stake in New York - Ill take my food cooked on a homemade grill by a guy who still loves what he's doing. Ill take my music live and GOOD and I'll take my country East Texan style. And I'll take Texas over any of the other 49 states any day! Thank you Tiff for a wonderful date!
