Thank You, to all who served!
Now let’s see them legislate representing the American people.
One of my favorite destinations in Parker County is just outside Weatherford on the old Ft. Worth Highway and 730: The Malt Shop. (The link has a map, business hours, the menu and a brief interesting history of business.)
Going there is like stepping back into the 1950s and 60s.
This roadside hamburger stand has been in business for over 50 years, and doesn’t seem to have changed much. The burgers are still served in waxed paper (I don’t know what it’s really called. It looks kind of like parchment paper and it’s what most sandwiches used to be served in). Customers walk up to the little window or drive-through to order. Small chip bags are clipped to a metal stand. Wooden picnic tables are under the extended canopy (if you don’t want to eat in your car).
The most obvious reminders that you haven’t time traveled back to 1962 or thereabouts, are the credit card symbols in the window, the music (which is often vintage rock and roll) is not from a juke box or local radio station and the prices. The prices are not outrageous, it’s just that… well, Cokes aren’t a dime anymore.
The sights at the Malt Shop are quite interesting, too.
Last year we saw a lemur peeking out of a car in the drive-through.
And very often, someone has driven up in a classic car or motorcycle.
All of these things are interesting and fun, but if I didn’t mention the peach ice cream, I’d be cheating you. It is the best peach ice cream I’ve had since I was 11 years old and used to buy it at one of the stores in Lexington Park, Maryland.
The Malt Shop makes their own, and I hope it’s with Parker County peaches. It sure tastes like it is. And it’s worth the drive over there just for a cone.
In fact, we do just that sometimes.
Here’s the replacement bridge on the old Ft. Worth Highway several blocks east of the courthouse. It was very troubling to me when they made plans to tear down the old one, but I’m pleased that they did such a good job with the new one. Not as stylish as the original, but definitely not bad.
This one was taken about sunset.
- WYNKEN, BLYNKEN and NOD
by Eugene Field
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe,–
Sailed on a river of crystal light
Into a sea of dew.
“Where are you going, and what do you wish?”
The old moon asked the three.
“We have come to fish for the herring-fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we,”
The old moon laughed and sang a song,
As they rocked in the wooden shoe;
And the wind that sped them all night long
Ruffled the waves of dew;
The little stars were the herring-fish
That lived in the beautiful sea.
“Now cast your nets wherever you wish,–
Never afraid are we!”
So cried the stars to the fishermen three,
All night long their nets they threw
To the stars in the twinkling foam,–
Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,
Bringing the fishermen home:
‘Twas all so pretty a sail, it seemed
As if it could not be;
And some folk thought ’twas a dream they’d dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea;
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one’s trundle-bed;
So shut your eyes while Mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock in the misty sea
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:–