Babe's Chicken Dinner House

I asked Hans what he wanted to do while we were in Texas and, of the three things he mentioned, two of them involved food.  It didn't take Hans long to get acclimated to the wonderful restaurants we have down in Texas.   A trip to Texas simply wouldn't be complete without a trip to Babe's.  This is the place where John had his first taste of mashed potatoes when he was 9 months old.

 They have stuff like this covering the walls.

The good stuff.  Not the good-for-you stuff but the good tasting stuff.

 John enjoyed his food.

 Anders really enjoyed his food.  The people at the table next to us had a great time watching Anders shovel it all in.

Gus just enjoyed sleeping on Grandpa.  He missed the whole chicken experience.

 John just had to wear his cowboys boots and John Deere shirt to Babes.

This little cowboy was tired after all that food...or maybe he just wanted Grandma to carry him.