I’ve always had mixed feelings about Texas.
On the one hand, it’s the actual home of Kinky Friedman, front man of the legendary Texas Jew Boys and writer of superbly funny detective stories, featuring a puppet’s head, a lesbian dance class, cigars and a perfectly grumpy cat…
… but, on the other paw, it’s the spiritual birth place of George Bush.
So, what to make of Texas?
Or, perhaps more to the point, what to desperately avoid eating in Texas?
As the following story makes clear...
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