Taggart’s Grill has the usual.
Burgers. Fries. Slaw.
Every now and then, Taggart fries up whatever he’s run over with his truck.
Sometimes, it’s possum. Other times, it’s snake.
He’s hit a deer once. That was real good.
When it flooded, Taggart ran over a school of fish that was swimming from one side of the road to the other.
I think he got a net and snagged up the fish, though.
Running over fish doesn’t leave much to fry up.
Taggart accidentally backed over his dog the other day.
I had a burger, slaw, and fries.
Just in case.
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I’m not ordering fried mystery meat any time soon. Dammit, there goes dinner at the Chinese place Friday.