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Sunday, February 12, 2012

The Oxbow Steakhouse

Two days ago, on our way to our secret location, we stopped for the evening in Emporia, Kansas. Having motored across the state looking at acres of cattle waiting to be cut up (the Flint Hills are spectacular), I had high expectations. After booking a room, we asked where good local fare could be had. We were sent to Montana Mike's Steakhouse. It was brutal. It was fake cowboy with fake cowboy decor and, unfortunately, fake food. The beer list was so limited I had a Coke. Note to waiters everywhere, Blue Moon is not craft beer. To hopefully save the meal I ordered a Scotch on the rocks. They filled the glass full of ice, poured a little liquor over it and charged me $7.50. :-(  We went back to the motel, had a glass of wine and went to bed.

Serendipity can be a wonderful thing. Pushing on down the road the next day, night found us nearing Austin, Texas. Checking into a motel we discovered there was a rodeo in Austin, a youth livestock show, the National Team Roping Competition and a large local wedding. The was no room at the inn. We were forced to double back up the road to the La Quinta in Belton. By the time we got checked in and settled down I was hungry and extremely cranky. Though recently burned, I asked for a recommendation for dining. We were send to a steakhouse within walking distant of the modern francise motor hotel. In fact it was in front of the La Quinta - between the La Quinta and I-35.

The Oxbow Steakhouse is historic. It has been here for a long time. They used to auction off cattle on the first floor and had a steakhouse in the back. The cattle pens are long gone, but the food lives on. Now it's home cooking, families, and still, real working cowboys. We had almost the same meal as we ordered the night before - a small steak with a couple of sides, etc, except one of the sides was deep fried okra. Everything, including a killer chocolate fudge desert, was made from scratch. The steak was so good I chewed to excess, Let it linger in my mouth as long a possible. God, the food was good. And they had real beer.

9 comments:

gabriel said...

now that is the trip report i was waiting for....if you do it hit or miss, you get the best of both...can't argue with that.

Mimbres Man said...

Shiner Bock!

Silk Hope said...

Have you become a foodie?

reverend dick said...

Man, I sure do hope you hit the Broken Spoke. And drink a cold Lone Star. Pearl (in the can), if you can find it...

Gunnar Berg said...

@Silk, Become? The nomenclature just finally caught up with me.

Gunnar Berg said...

@Mimbres,
Shiner is okay, way better than any mainstream beer, but not anything I would travel very far for. I am discovering that Texas may not be a craft beer state. Yet.

Gunnar Berg said...

@Rev, Sorry. Austin was pass-through. It would have required another day, which I just didn't have. My secret local is in Texas, but a full day's drive from Austin.

Mimbres Man said...

I agree with your assessment of Shiner. Its a beer for special occasions; like hanging out in the Texas desert, or when visiting my good science teacher/college buddy friend Brian and we sit under an oak tree at his place on the edge of the desert in NM and swap stories. Tecate usually supersedes it. Tecate is the default beer for my Flagstaff trips.

Gunnar Berg said...

It probably tastes like memories of yesterday. But unfortunately they aren't my yesterdays.