And He’s Calling My Name
The death knell sounded for me calling the state of Georgia ‘home’. Looking for Wal-Mart, it happened in beautiful downtown Yulee Florida, and it originated in Texas. I couldn’t believe it.
I’ve long had the conviction that I could never live in a state that didn’t have the good sense to have a Waffle House… a sly way of saying, any northern state. So far, that’s the only time food has been a factor in deciding where I lived. Then I saw the sign…
…perhaps not a sign from God, but a sign from Texas and that’s pretty close.
Whataburger is a chain that is predominantly in Texas, started in Corpus Christi in 1950. They have Jalapeño Burgers or you can have a regular burger with jalapeños on top. Instead of a bun, you can have grilled ‘Texas Toast’, like a Patty Melt with jalapeños. For breakfast, they feature Jalapeño Biscuits. They have wuss food as well, you don’t HAVE to have jalapeños on anything.
You place your order, go get you a coke from the fountain, find you a seat and place the numbered ‘tent’ on your table. A server will soon appear with your order and a condiment tray, featuring spicy ketchup.
I have already gone online to fill out the survey so that I can get a free Whataburger on my next trip back into Yulee. Can it get any better than this?
Yah, buddy… it sure can!
I eat instant oatmeal in the morning. Usually I have Maple and Brown Sugar flavor as it seems to be available most everywhere. Last fall at Kroger in Nashville, though, I came across Cinnamon Roll Instant Oatmeal. Mmmm-mmm-good. Haven’t been able to find it since.
But at my local Winn-Dixie where I am a card-carrying member, they feature what appears to be readily available Cinnamon Roll Instant Oatmeal. Can it get any better than this?
Yah, buddy… it sure can!
The Cinnamon Roll Instant Oatmeal is Winn-Dixie store brand, read… cheap!
More in the food line…
It’s Georgia that is known as the Peach State, but Florida might be referred to as the Peach Fuzz State, as far as Tupelo is concerned. He seems to be on the road to recovery. His fur is no longer falling out in clumps, and he is not scratching constantly. I think the Ringworm has abated.
He still looks rough but the fur has grown back over his eyes and there’s growth on the top of his head. (I’ll have to ask him his secret.) The poor little feller has bumps on his ears from where the mosquitoes are able to bite his unprotected skin, but he seems just as happy as a dead hound a’layin’ in the sun.
I think he knows he’s in Florida – Gator Country!!
A little Southern Rock from the late seventies – Molly Hatchet’s “Gator Country”… Chomp Chomp!
I’ve been to Alabama, people ain’t a whole lot to see
Skynyrd says it’s a real Sweet Home but it ain’t nothing to me
Charlie Daniels will tell you the good Lord lives in Tennessee, ha
But I’m going back to Gator Country where the wine and the women are free
There’s a gator in the bushes, he’s calling my name
And a saying come on boy, you better make it back home again
There’s many roads I’ve traveled but they all kind of look the same
There’s a gator in the bushes, Lord, he calling my name!