Ella Jane G.
Yelp
Well, my days at the Country Club are pretty much over. #1BF! and I have moved to Austin, gotten married and grown-up jobs and health insurance, and don't spend nearly as much (or enough) time lingering over beers and fried food in dimly lit bars.
We did happen to be back in the old neighborhood while attending TEDx at U of H, and I insisted we head over to the Country Club. Seriously, who would pass up cheladas and chicken fried steak for boxed lunches and awkward networking?
I was ecstatic to see nothing had changed. Literally. The bartendress was wearing the same bedazzled princess shirt as the last time I was in. The same three old guys in MIA and VFW trucker hats were camped out, cackling over their budweisers at Maury Povitch. There was still clamatto in the fridge.
And the food. Oh, that sandwich. Hot, crunchy, chicken fried steak with cold, crisp lettuce and tomatoes. Thick, high yeasty bun - perfect for taking the greasy beating a sandwich like this can dish out. Onion rings lightly battered and fried 'til tender, not overcooked and booger-ish.
I'm glad to know that the Country Club really is that fantastic, and that it's not just the glow of nostalgia. Now, to figure out an excuse to get over to the second ward again...