Bone Daddies has a new(ish) restaurant in Grapevine and last night I ate there in an attempt to make Mark laugh. Actually, he'd heard the food was good... which it always is. However, I forgot that they most probably use MSG and Modified Food Starch in their sauces. Yikes, do I feel awful.
I recommend this place to any male or lesbian who likes eye candy, any woman who likes to laugh at her man, and anyone who likes BBQ... it's got to be some of the best I've had. The ribs are perfect every time. Tender, moist and not quite falling off the bone, but melting in your mouth for sure. The sauce is ideal. The silverskin is always removed. Avoid the fries unless you're the world's biggest fan of seasoning salt. I recommend the scalloped potatoes and cinnamon apples. Never tried the beans, but Mark liked them. We got out of there for $35 including tip - on the food and the margarita. And the conversations at the tables around us were priceless. Priceless. I got tips on where to stay in China and Japan if I were to be traveling that way... and, of course, what Airlines to avoid.
I got tips on where to buy Harley gear - not the shop where Mark works on weekends.
I got tips on how to get the waitresses to sit right down at the booth with you.
And I think I know who's keeping the tanning salons in business.
That said, I wish I weren't sick. I can hardly lift my arms to shoulder level. It's going to be a long day.
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