Where is everyone #5

Gentle and quiet always worked best for me. I carried a hot shot, but rarely had a need for it, and used it even less.
When I first started and was looking and asking for advice, an old feed yard hand told me,

"These animals can feel a fly land on them. Think about that before you get aggressive and push em."

Those words have stuck with me since that day.

 

I must have been a bull hauler in a past life. I love big hood, loud trucks and don't mind the smell of farmyard livestock.

Human waste is another story, bleh. How could anyone not tell their child to clean up before going out?

 

First thing I'm going to do when I find some sunlight. I'm dusting her up right now for tomorrow.

 

There was a Mexican family owned and run restaurant where I grew up that had real authentic Mexican food along with all of the "American" or "Gringo" favorites (go to Mexico, away from the tourist traps and try to find a taco, burrito, enchilada etc, they'll laugh at you). Anyway the food was all made from scratch including the cheeses. Then mom passed away, dad retired and the grand kids started running it. Food was still good but it had lost that, well I don't know how to describe it, but it was not there anymore. The grandkids had gone the way of canned, frozen, bla bla bla. Was still good food but not the same restaurant people would drive 100 miles round trip to eat at. So they're business began dying then they decide to market thier pico and salsa in the local grocery chain. It was more expensive than the big names and tasted no better. In the end they closed the doors.

It's sad that this happens but the grandparents who started the restaurant immigrated from Mexico with their children and held traditional cooking close to their hearts. The grandkids, all born in the USA wanted quick and easy instead of authentic and home made. Sad but growing up in an area that's mostly immigrants I've seen that over and over, the generations born here in the US have no desire to carry on the traditional ways so in the end they loose that "something special" that makes them stand out and become just another one of us.

 

The things I'd do to get a ride like that...

 

I remember a little hole in the wall Mexican restaurant in Holcomb Kansas, it was good.

 

I'd suppose it's like anything else... you get used to it...

I, personally, have little desire to ever run livestock and often will find myself taking the long-way round the truck stop to use the restroom if there is a loaded bull hauler in my way.

Ive been led to believe I have a strong stomach. But I ain't no farm boy either... that smell can wake me up from a dead sleep.

Sorry to disappoint y'all Least Wore knows I'll never be undercutting his rates you can keep them bulls my friend

 

Well, I'm not a chef, I know they use that as the white crumbled stuff on good Mexican food. I just know when I've had that really good white sauce and asked I've been told it's Queso Fresco sauce so that may mean they use actual Queso Fresco in making the sauce or as @johndeere4020 said, a sauce made using American cheese, butter, milk and spices. As long as it's not some canned, salty crap I don't care what name they use, I'll eat it LOL

 

We used to deliver that very brand, my wife loves that cheese so I bought some but it won’t melt smooth on its own. That why I asked the cooks and they told me what to do.

 

That was another one. I grew up in Garden City, our grower lot was just west of Holcomb, we ate lunch there every day.