The Feast of Independence

Don't imagine Hick sitting on the side porch next to GassyG Jr, grilling burgers and pork steaks for Thevictorians! Nope! Picture Hick driving Val and The Pony to the casino for the first time in six weeks. The Pony was off work Sunday as usual, and also had Monday as a paid holiday. I certainly didn't want to be on the road on Monday. So we spent our Independence Day at the casino, enjoying their special holiday treats.

The Pony had the American Funnel Cake. 

 

SOMEBODY in that kitchen needs to take a closer look at the flag! They've got the blueberries in the right place, and the whipped cream "star," but the strawberry drizzle stripes are running the wrong way! The Pony loved this funnel cake, because it was CRUNCHY! A little too crunchy for me. I expect my funnel cake to have a crsipy outer snap, but then be soft in the middle. I told The Pony this reminded me of crab legs. I have never eaten a crab leg, but I imagine one of those pliers to crack it open might have worked well on this funnel cake. Hick liked it. He gobbled up the blueberries with a plastic spoon. I just had a couple bites, with the strawberry drizzle that The Pony avoided, because I preferred my savory meal.

The Pony also had the classic burger, with provolone cheese. He has lost 15 pounds since he started pounding the pavement for the USPS, and felt entitled to a filling meal. 

 

The Pony decorated his burger with condiments. I think it turned out prettier than an American Funnel Cake!

I had my new usual, the catfish nuggets and tater tots. There's my tartar sauce in the background. The server forgot it, and I had to ask. Nobody wants dry fish nuggets. However, as The Pony pointed out, my fish nuggets were far from dry. They were moist and flaky inside. Good thing tartar sauce is not the new BBQ sauce! I don't think I would have reacted well to being denied my tartar sauce, like my sister the ex-ex-mayor's wife was denied her BBQ sauce for a burger.

 

The Pony kind of ruined it for me. I said he could have the seasoned part off the top of my tartar sauce. He dipped some fries in it, while informing me: "You know that this is the same seasoning they put on your tater tots, don't you?" WHAT? I most certainly did NOT know that! I had thought they were simply delicious and crispy, but knowing that there's spice on them made them taste different...

Are you ready for this? To see Hick's pulled pork nachos? I'll let them speak for themselves.

 

Okay. Those nachos are not very eloquent, so I must speak for them. That was A LOT of nachos! Part of it is the perspective of the picture, but it really was a big dish of them. Hick ate everything. Everything but the bottom chips. The dry ones with no topping. AND he ate about half of The Pony's funnel cake. PLUS one of my catfish nuggets that I traded him to try a chip. You'd think he would have offered, but I had to ask. Then he gave me a SINGLE chip, with some cheese, and a few fibers of pork that were on there accidentally, even though he says he picked out a good one for me. No. A good one would have been off the top there, not fished from around the edge. Not that I'm complaining... I just expected a little more in return for a juicy catfish nugget.

Anyhoo... Hick let me have his leftover chips to take home. More on that story tomorrow.