Fried chicken (thigh), whipped potatoes, and creamed corn from Babe’s Chicken Dinner House.
Babe’s might be one of my all-time favorite places to eat. The fried chicken is probably among the best I’ve ever had, but really, it’s the family-style sides that force me to gorge myself until I can barely stand another bite.  We had to relegate this restaurant to being only for when visitors came from out-of-town, let we eat there too often and get fat(ter).  We broke the rule last night since this was our last hurrah before leaving Texas.