"The restaurant’s interior was nice but not overly fancy, creating a comfortable atmosphere. We were quickly greeted by an older lady who turned out to be an excellent waitress—I should have tipped her more. Kevin suggested we start with a pretzel, and I went with the all-day breakfast for $10. Kevin chose the Fried Ham Sammie, which I might consider on my next visit, along with a Bison Burger (a half-pound burger for $14). I'm not a big beer drinker, but since Kevin is, I let him pick a beer for me. He chose a Fleur de Wheat, which was surprisingly good. I only had one, but I could have easily enjoyed a couple more if I hadn’t been driving.
The pretzel was fantastic! It cost $7, which felt a bit pricey, but it came with Shiner Bock mustard and Blanco queso for dipping. The queso definitely won in that pairing.
After sharing a few stories with Kevin, our main dishes arrived. I ordered sunny-side-up eggs, but got one egg that was overcooked—the yolk wasn’t runny at all. The Texas toast was burned, but it wasn't too bad. The egg was served over grits with sausage, which was decent. However, I would have preferred more sausage and less grits. Overall, I was not very impressed with that dish; I've had better at places like Cast Iron Grill and Cracker Barrel. Kevin’s Fried Ham sandwich, on the other hand, looked impressive.
We sat at a table, and right behind Kevin were two fit, attractive middle-aged women. I mention this because I can't help but wonder if they overheard some of Kevin's stories—he has a knack for sharing the most intriguing tales I've ever heard in person. He told stories about brothels in Germany and Amsterdam, personal female servants he had in Malaysia, and even his experiences with psychedelic mushrooms and other mind-altering substances. If Kevin ever wrote a book, I would be first in line to read it; he could also make a great podcast host!
Overall, I had a really good time, primarily due to the company rather than the food. After all, it was just lunch—a meal I rarely have—and $26 is a bit pricey for my wallet. I could have a couple of dinners at Anna’s for that amount, and they even come with hugs!
This is an official review. God bless Dirt City, and God bless the Texas Tech baseball team for keeping me entertained and my father alive."
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