Not far from the town of Forsyth
Missouri is a twin city known by the name of Funkitville. And while Forsyth
sports some great eateries, her twin... well not so much! But being
the adventurous sort, I decided to drive over there to see what they
were offering for a Thanksgiving repast!
The Frote Mugster
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| WTF is that thing? |
My first stop brought me to the
venerable (or possibly venereal, as in the disease) Frote Mugster, a
long running and maybe now a bit run down bar and restaurant where
only those with excellent immune systems even dare to venture. I sat
myself down at the bar and ordered up their 'Birdy Special', as the locals
called it. The menu had informed me that I would be getting
some meat and a baked potato all swimming in a nice pesto sauce. How International! I snapped a picture, observed something moving in the sauce
and promptly left, still hungry.
Charles Steak It to Ya
Thinking I might have better luck elsewhere, I
walked down the road to what I been told would be a more upscale
restaurant called Charles Steak It to Ya. Upon entering, I noticed
right off that most of the tables appeared to be non-grimy – a big
plus. I got myself a booth in the back and ordered the 'Meaty Thanksgiving Special'. The menu promised I would get turkey, mashed potatoes,
sweet potatoes, stuffing, French green beans and pearl onions in a white sauce. I want
to tell you, just the thought got my gastric juices a running strong!
The reality, however, was something of
a visual jolt! For one thing the turkey meat felt a bit hard to my fork. (I think 'rigor mortise' had set in before it was cooked). The
potatoes were also very stiff and
those green beans emitted a rather unpleasant odor. I nibbled at my plate for just a second before feigning intense stomach cramps. Then, I was off to the next venue with my stomach now positively growling.
The Long'n'hornie
Of the three eateries, the Long'n'hornie
proved to be the real pick of the litter. Inside the restaurant, there were actual
people sitting down and eating with no one running for the bathroom. Wow,
I thought. I'd found a small piece of culinary heaven right there in Funkitville
Missouri!
The menu description for the Thanksgiving meal informed me that I'd be getting a
real 'leg up' food wise. I also noticed that all the 'normal'
ingredients appeared to be in place; there was meat, corn, mashed
regular and sweet potatoes, and even green beans that looked like
green beans! I ordered this and stuffed my napkin up under my chin in
drooling anticipation...
A few minutes later I was served and then
ate heartily. (I swear, the sight of me gnawing on that big old turkey
leg must have garnered a few stares, but I figured what the hell).
After all, it was Thanksgiving! Well, I finished up with a clean plate and then wandered
over to the checkout counter.
While I was waiting to pay, I asked one
of the servers as to what exactly that brown lump on my plate was. It had a very
nutty flavor that I hadn't experienced before. The server called over
to the kitchen,' Hey George! Your dog is crapping in the food again!' I
shrugged, paid my bill and left.
