One of the first times I was in La Grange was on
a Sunday in the 1980s as we drove back for somewhere
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| Colorado River |
in south Texas, probably the beach. We
were hungry and wanted a place for lunch. At the time restaurants were few thus
the choices were limited. We finally found a place with ‘home style’ cooking
that had a vacant table and was willing to serve travelers. As we began our
meal, a middle-aged lady in a ‘going to church’ dress entered the room to
applause from the patrons. She sidled up to the organ and began the live music
that was to accompany lunch. The compositions had a religious flavor and were
performed with great zeal if not substantial accuracy. Once back in the car, we
tuned the radio to a local station to be greeted by the live performance from
the restaurant, accompanied by the tinkle and crash of tables being cleared of
dishes. This truly was small town Texas culture at its finest.
