Threadgill’s Armadillo 

Timing is everything …

The Mrs and I decided to take a road trip from Catbeard Manor in West Houston to Threadgill’s Armadillo World Headquarters restaurant in Austin. http://www.threadgills.com/

Little did we know it was the final weekend of SXSW. http://schedule.sxsw.com/

Miraculously we just pulled into the parking lot, found the one remaining handicapped parking spot (the Mrs MS grants us tags), and immediately got a table.

 
The Mrs had a top shelf margarita “Herradura”. I had coffee (designated driver). She had fried catfish with “corn off the cob” and sweet potato fries. I had meat loaf with mashed potatoes and gravy (after having meatloaf at home for the past two nights*).

Life is good …

 
* the definition of a meat loaf fetish

7 thoughts on “Threadgill’s Armadillo 

    1. Meatloaf? What meatloaf? The last thing I remember seeing was an empty plate. OK – not strictly true – the last thing I remember seeing was a half-finished bowl of blackberry cobbler with half-finished ice cream. I … just … couldn’t … eat … any … more.

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