Ok, I just re-read some of my entries. Man, am I the world's worst speller/user of wrong words.
Anyway, last weekend when I was driving to Paris and cruising along 82, I passed through a familiar little town, Toco. For the first time, I looked at the population listed on the sign. 98???
A bit further down the road I realized I had forgotten to bring wine for the weekend. I knew that most small towns in Texas are dry. Paris isn't small, but you never know. I was about 2 minutes into Toco when I saw a little shop coming up on my left. I thought at least I can stop in there and get some coke or a snack for the weekend.
Just as I was pulling in I saw the signs all over the place listing "liquor, beer, wine". And I realized exactly what Toco, Tx was. The liquor town. As in the case in Texas, dry areas will often have a very, very small town incorporate itself in order to sell liquor.
This was Toco, Tx.
I ran inside and picked up two cheap screw top bottles of Austrailian shiraz and stood in line. The woman behind me was holding about 4 cases of beer. I guess my eyes got pretty big. She said "I live in Oklahoma and this is the closest liquor store".
And then I looked all around me. Everyone was loaded up with cases and cases of beer and liquor.
I'm thinking all 98 residents of Toco probably do pretty well for themselves.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
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lol -
well -my growing up in lubbock w/the only place to buy package booze being "the strip"
you NEVER bought less than a case.
hence my inability to ever buy just a six pack.
ha!
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