We didn't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
When I was a teenager working on my uncle's farm in southwest Iowa, we listened to a lot of country music. My cousin and I preferred rock, but most of the radio stations that came in clearly were of the country variety. So I was exposed to Merle Haggard at an early age.
The song Okie from Miskogee starts off:
We don't take our trips on LSD
We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street
We like livin' right, and bein' free."
After a long day of driving, sitting down with a fresh-tasting beer and watching some local musicians perform was exactly what we needed. The bartender was into his job and offered to let us taste/sample whatever we wanted before making our choice. Well, the chocolate peppermint stout wasn't to my taste, but I'm sure that somebody likes that flavor combination. The sours were really interesting and pushed some envelopes, including a Hibiscus Sour.
On the next day, we made the final leg of our journey home. That concludes the Texas trip in the spring of 2021. More adventures are on the way--some in places just as unlikely as Muskogee, Oklahoma. The Scamp is ready to go, and I'm ready for some hiking.