Living in Texas, we have access to incredible, authentic Mexican food on just about every corner. Well, except that corner on Cedar Springs where the Bon Jovi tranny sings on weekends… But we’ll take a drag queen over a chalupa any day.
To me, broccoli has always been one of those foods that unless it’s drenched in ranch, swimming in cheese sauce, or seared with tons of soy sauce and steak, it can taste like biting into a mouthful of St. Augustine sod.
Our weekends are almost always filled with big floppy hats… and alcohol. So, this weekend is NO exception. In fact, it’s a more special reason to get wasted in said hats: the Kentucky Derby.