I totally left y’all hanging over a week without a Texas History class!
(That crud I came down with on the way home and acclimating my kids to a new online school that we switched to just plain pushed blogging to the wayside.)
SO LET’S GET BACK ON TRACK, SHALL WE?
Today I thought I’d show you not one, but TWO Texas restaurants I adore in my little hometown of Nacogdoches.
The first one?
FUN FACT TIME!!
Did you know that the very first Cotton Patch was opened in Nacogdoches Texas?
I know this for a fact because my very first regular babysitting position was for the family that opened it. (Incidentally those children I babysat are all grown and out of college now. EEK!)
And another fun fact… my Aunt that makes the yummy sugar cookies and has the world renown dressing? Did you notice that sign I showed you in her kitchen was from the days when her dressing was on the menu at Cotton Patch?
You know, this one…
Mm, hm. We have a longstanding history with Cotton Patch. And whenever I go home I ALWAYS have to eat at Cotton Patch so I can order their chicken fried steak.
(No really, the gravy is good.)
Also see that little side item up there in that picture? Oh me, oh my! Their broccoli rice casserole is AH-mazing.
So while I was in town, we had a girls night out and hit up this favorite place of ours.
Oo! Oo! (Another fun fact!) Do you see that painting behind their heads?
The same friend of my Uncle who painted this Nacogdoches mural I showed you before…
Also painted the mural in the Nacogdoches Cotton Patch.
We’ve had many a family reunion, party, celebration at Cotton Patch. Not to mention countless “let’s go eat at Cotton Patch” moments over the years. Oh! And there was this one time I nearly passed out while I was at Cotton Patch because I had just given blood. Good times, good times.
It’s truly one of our favorite places to eat in Nac.
Another place I enjoy going to when I’m home is an awesome joint called The Barbecue House.
Love that bull. Brings back childhood memories.
The entire restaurant has that rustic Texas feel. From the outside…
to the inside.
And let me just go ahead and show you what it is I like to eat here.
Good Lord Almighty! Their stuffed potatoes are pure BBQ bliss.
And I won’t tell you that I get mine with sausage link added.
Nope. I’m not telling you that at all.
I’m also not telling you that while I was sitting there eating my pure BBQ bliss that I heard some beautiful words echo through the restaurant… “blackberry cobbler.”
I’m also not going to tell you that when I heard those words I floated over to the ordering line like Jerry floating towards a piece of cheese that Tom left in a trap for him.
I’m also not going to tell you that I said to the guy behind the counter, “Did I just hear the beautiful words of ‘blackberry cobbler’ float through this restaurant?”
And I’m ALSO not telling you that the nice owner of The BBQ House saw my lack-of-blackberry-cobbler plight of living in the North and gave me some of his delicious cobbler on the house.
Which I promptly took home and ate while it was still warm.
But I’m not telling you that.
So forget I told you, mkay?
Yup. That’s two of my local favs. Tomorrow another Texas History lesson! So get your notebooks and pencils ready!
Disclosure: My babysitting boss from years gone by gave me and my family a gift card to visit Cotton Patch while I was home. And other than the free blackberry cobbler at The BBQ House, no other compensation was received from either of these fine East Texas establishments.
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