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Floresville, Texas Revisited

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 The main reason for yesterday's trip was that our kitchen table needed some new legs that are easier to clean around than the cylindrical metal base the mesquite top rests on now.  And Faifer and Company outside of Floresville on 181 would probably have just the wood we needed. 

Once through Seguin, we abandoned 123 for 467 and worked our way down through Guadalupe and Wilson counties on the backroads.  It was a beautiful day and the patches of wildflowers along the highways, especially the brilliantly-colored Gaillardias lit up the landscape.  

We reached Floresville in good time for an early lunch and as we did we spotted an H-E-B and close by a Whataburger.  Not knowing if the supermarket had sandwiches and salads, we opted for the burger chain.  We hadn't been in one since they closed the seating for Covid-19 but here in Texas everything's open now.  While R went to get his drink, I got into a conversation with too other patrons talking about age.  The older male said he was 69, I blurted out 81 and that obligated the younger male to say he hoped to look as good as us in the future.  And we were off and running till my husband slid in across from me, cut off my view and the two men decided to join at one table.  Our order arrived: one meal deal and one junior Whataburger.  Neither were like old time Whataburgers.  They were Notaburgers!  I inspected mine carefully because I had forgotten to say "No onions" and I had to remove them.  All that was left was a thin round brown thing that looked like a crepe and a couple of pickle slices, not even any shredded lettuce and no tomato.  R fared better with the vegetables and his burger was bigger but no thicker than mine.  No more Notaburgers for us.  We will simply eat fewer burgers with no fries, but order the best burgers we have ever eaten at Jay & Diane's Horseshoe Grill in Canyon, Texas.  And we'll eat them, as usual, on a picnic table under huge trees near the horseshoe of the Guadalupe River on 306.  They are really worth it at $7 each.  Do not go on weekends when the tubers are out in force unless you like to see the bathing beauties and portly persons strut their stuff.

Before we left, we got confirmation of where exactly Fa/ifer's was located from the two gentlemen.  Then over to H-E-B to see if we could find a few items our store has been out of and to see if they had a little cafe with coffee.  It doesn't take much to make me happy.  I discovered they had their brand of Lemon Herbal Tea!  I grabbed up 3 boxes and it made my day.  No coffee however, but the young woman said the Circle K across the way had dial up machines for the cup of your choice and a table and chairs to sit at.  We were on our way.  We took our time and as we were finishing up when the door ding-donged for the millionth time and a guy looked in and hollered right at me, "Did you find it?"  I didn't recognize him at first with his dark glasses and mask.  The young guy from Whataburger.  I had to tell him that we got diverted and were fixin' to go there right then.  He ducked back out and with a wave he was gone.  Everyone we ran into there was very cordial.  And that made for a great day.  We also found beautiful mesquite wood for the table legs and right up the road a little farther, we took 775 and headed for home.



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