At the end of a trip to Dallas with family friends, I remarked to my mother and the other lady that “This wasn’t the trip that I thought we’d have, but it was fun enough, I guess.”
I got into some serious trouble for what, near as I can tell, was my first honest, critical review. I was 10 years old, tops. You’d think I’d have learned to steer clear of writing them, now wouldn’t you?
Nope.
Recently Julie over at the Yonder asked me to review a copy of Republic of Barbecue (UT Press). You can read the complete review here.
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Ha! That’s hilarious!
And yes, it is either tea or beer with BBQ. I think you explode or something if you drink something different with it…
I’ve ruminated over that li’l story for years. Nice to have found a place to park it (for now).
Lately, I’ve been into the Mexican Coke, but generally it’s sweet tea (actually half sweet/half unsweet).