Feeding Fred Style

Texas is not only a state, it is a state of mind. Being Texan is something I cherish and I am honored that my little man can say he is a Texan for years to come. The best thing about Texas, and Fort Worth, is the great mixture we have of cultures and people. We are far from boots and spurs, but at the same time, we all want to be cowboys and ride off into the sunset when the time comes.

Tonight we met the Sumpter's for dinner at Fred's Cafe, a true gem in a city of jewels. With beer as cold as it can be, and burgers that rival any for four counties - Fred's is more than a place to eat, is an experience. The guys working are some of the most genuine people you will meet. They are who they are and they enjoy it.

With an old high-chair that I am sure has seen better days and has obviously seen some great nights, little Jax seemed at home with Walt and Mark - the two gentlemen that took care of us for the evening. Mark sat and talk to Jaxson, and they talked like they were long lost friends.

After dinner, the five of us headed to ColdStone Creamery for some ice cream to finish off the night. With the Fort Worth skyline in the background a beautiful evening above our heads, the Bambino hunkered down between the ladies and enjoyed a little bit of everyone's cold treats.