Funny story… Marco and I just arrived in Decatur, Texas, for a weekend of racing for him and hanging out and meeting up with friends for me. We got into town right on time for dinner and followed Tripadvisor’s # 1 suggestion for restaurants in town and got in line at Sweetie Pie’s Ribeyes. There were a couple of older locals in front of us and after the waitress told us it would be a wait of about 10-15 minutes, we must have seemed kind of hesitant, because the lady in front of us turned around and said it would be totally worth it. She and her husband live about 30 minutes away and come for dinner frequently. We sat outside on some benches waiting for our table and kept talking to the couple. And let me tell you, it doesn’t get more Texas and country than those two: super friendly, full of local advice, a Texas accent I wouldn’t even have understood when I first got here, cowboy hat with long gray hair sticking out, small cross pinned to the hat, holes in both shoes, … They told us about a food festival in another small town, Munster, that’s supposedly really good with great cheese and sausages… “but you know, dear, I don’t spend much time there. The town is full of them Germans… and… they really drink a lot of beer,” she told me while shaking her head. She was so nice, I didn’t tell her I was one of them 🙂
The food at Sweetie Pie’s was delicious! Definitely the best chicken fried steak I ever had – and as I actually have been to a chicken fried steak festival before. I almost consider myself a connoisseur now 🙂 The baked potato was covered in paper and had been fried in pine resin. Very different kind of taste. I liked it! Somewhat smokey. The baked potato was served with a HUGE chunk of soft butter. And when I say huge, I mean, big enough to where when it arrived at the table, Marco and I were wondering what it could be… Some kind of topping maybe? It was at least a third cup full I’d say. And when the two potatoes arrived the waitress looked at the butter and us… “there’s not enough butter on the table! Let me bring you some more.” We thought she was joking, but alas, no, apparently every baked potato is served with a one third cup of butter on the side. I don’t really eat a lot of butter usually, but it tasted amazing and we shared about half of that third cup. Yummy! I made fast friends with our waitress (supernice local woman who took great care of us), but I don’t think she was too taken with Marco. Maybe because he asked for lemon with his fried catfish. Silly! They didn’t come on the plate, so obviously it wasn’t standard… I don’t know why he didn’t just ask for some more butter instead. It was delicious 😉 And to top it all off, we shared a piece of fried apricot pie. So good! The frosting was worth it in and by itself.
Now, here’s some food porn for you. Enjoy! And drop in when you’re in the area (North of Dallas). Texas food, friendly locals, a fun experience for sure. Oh, and the waitresses sing at random points while walking through the restaurant 🙂
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