Grits and Gators

The day started early, too early for me. The day started with an introduction to the town mascot, Ole’ Hardhide, a gator who hangs out in his cage right in the middle of Ponchatoula. You can sure bet that it’s the first city I’ve been to with a living mascot, especially an alligator.

Once again it all begins the amazing food marathon of Louisiana. The crew, Vernon, Brandy, Vince, Missy, Michelle and Tyler met up at Paul’s Cafe. Paul’s has some great breakfast. How about two eggs, two sausage patties, some toast and half a plate of grits. That’s right, grits! For years I have always heard of grits without really knowing what it is, what it looks like, or anything else. The verdict… not bad. Am I crazy about grits, no not at all. But I wouldn’t turn them down. They don’t have a lot of flavor, but with some butter, salt, and pepper they go pretty well with eggs and sausage. Well mom and dad, what do you think? Your son the picky eater is trying all kinds of new foods.

Not long after my breakfast was finally digested it was on to lunch again, back to Old MacDonald’s BBQ. I recommend the stuffed potato with shredded barbecue beef and cheese. Wow, delicious! In matter of fact maybe I’ll head back there for another. Ha ha how about not. It was washed down once again by another serving Eddie’s Custard. Then walked off by another trip to Walmart (Brandy’s mothership, yes, Brandy is from another planet).

At least I’m not starving right? I’ll be hiring a dietician and buying a gym pass after this trip. The extent of my workout was a few games of pool at Southeastern Louisiana University. Tyler was on a mission to rescue me so I could spend some time with my peers. Well, I’ve learned that I’ll never be a professional pool player, but I’ll always love it. So thank Tyler.