rocky mountain oysters
April 8, 2009, 1:13 am
had ‘em today, deep-fried. they reminded me of clam strips, but more testicle-like.
fort collins also introduced me to my first honky tonk bar. or at least i think it’s a honky tonk bar, but i can’t really know for sure since i’ve never actually been to one. it was like scorekeepers in ann arbor, except with country music and cowboy hats and giant belt buckles and line dancing. and not just bad wedding shuffles to 70′s-era stevie wonder, but lots of different complicated line dances. and separate ones for different songs. and the menfolk dance too. it was nothing short of a revelation. besides for the white/asian thing and likely conservatism, these are totally my people.
that graphic is fairly disturbing.
the next time you’re in new york city, go to the patriot bar downtown on chambers. true honky tonk, right in the middle of the city. i love it there. every hour, the bartenders (all young women in short frilly skirts) get up on the bar and dance to dolly parton.