I spent the last week in Scotland, one of my favorite destinations. I played a little golf, but was mainly there to see my friends Lindsay and Mark get married. Of course, I ate and drank like the King of Fife while I was there and not just at the wedding. I stayed at the world's best golf pub, The Dunvegan Hotel, and enjoyed a filet one night and chili on another while I was there.
But my home is in Texas and that's more than a little because of Texas food. Thus the Whataburger — complete with cheese and jalapeños — for dinner in Hillsboro on the way home from the airport last night.
Today Texas food meant a Gut Pak from Vitek's. Not only is it unique to Texas, it's pretty unique to Waco.
I'm back to the workout routine this week after a week off, but no need to rush into ultra-healthy living. I've had pre-workout Gut Paks before and they're not too prohibitive. Perhaps I'll let everyone know via Twitter how it went.
I definitely appreciate the subtleties of British food. I never go hungry when I'm in England or Scotland. But Texas food has so much more pop.
If national cuisines were rock bands, the UK would be Coldplay while Texas would be ZZ Top.
One more bite: I'm also happy to be back to proper American football.
