Category Archives: Texana

More Port Aransas

Posted on May 14, 2010 | Comments Off on More Port Aransas

PortABoogieBoardBoogie-boarding at Port A, where there is still no threat from the BP oil-spill.

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Posted in Scribbles, Texana

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Fried Okra

Posted on May 13, 2010 | Comments Off on Fried Okra

GoliadStreetSceneDowntown (well, on the square) Goliad where dinner is just $6.99

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1950’s nostalgia

Posted on May 13, 2010 | Comments Off on 1950’s nostalgia

Much as I like Mike Cox’s books, I can’t resist skewering his paean to the 1950s:

“…so many of us who were there tend to look back at the 1950s as an idyllic time. You know. Safe streets. No TAKS tests or whatever they’re called now. Homemade Halloween candy. Life in the suburbs, at least in Austin, Texas, USA was generally good.”

Yep. Back when women, the minorities, the gays and the disabled knew their place. And it wasn’t in your face. And the bums that now stand begging on every street corner were rousted and told to move along.

But even some of us white males felt stultified and repressed.

Via Texas BookShelf.

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More Fort Davis

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Posted on May 12, 2010 in Scribbles, Texana

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Ranch wagon

Posted on May 10, 2010 | Comments Off on Ranch wagon

FortDavisWagonSomebody’s ranch wagon from the iron-tire olden days, near Fort Davis, in West Texas.

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Short’nin’ Bread

Posted on May 10, 2010 | Comments Off on Short’nin’ Bread

Woke up early to get Mr. B. off to school with the chorus to the old plantation song “Short’nin’ Bread” running through my weary mind. Lyrics go like this:

“Put on the skillet,
Slip on the lid,
Mama’s gonna make
A little short’nin’ bread.
That ain’t all
She’s gonna do,
Mama’s gonna make
A little coffee, too.

“Mama’s little baby loves
Short’nin’, short’nin’,
Mama’s little baby loves
Short’nin’ bread,
Mama’s little baby loves
Short’nin’, short’nin’,
Mama’s little baby loves
Short’nin’ bread.”

Rest is here. It was the kind of thing you might hear on television now and then, back in the Dark Ages  before political correctness set in. Why yes, I’m sure you wanted to know, and now you do.

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Posted in Civil War, Mr. Boy, Rancho Roly Poly, Texana

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More Zephirine Drouhin

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Posted on May 9, 2010 in Antique Roses, Rancho Roly Poly, Texana

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