Friday Night Circle: No Country for Old Burgers

They made camp and Bradley rustled wood out along a stone aroyo and they ate and sat by the fire.  There was a shed there.

After some time Joe said, “best dadgum beans this side of Tucson” and grunted and patted his belly.

“Why don’t you say what’s on your mind,” he said.

“Ain’t nothing on my mind,” said Bradley.

They sat staring into the fire. Coyotes were yapping out along the ridge to the north of the camp.  They ate.  They sat.

Bradley stood and pulled at his bright blue canvas trunks.  He picked his teeth and stood and for a long time stared into the distance.  Then he said “reckon I’ll go for a swim” and wandered down into the setting sun.

(after Cormac McCarthy)

So you guessed it, or maybe you didn’t: the theme this week is “South Western”.  We’re talking fajitas, beans, empanadas, guacamole, salsa.  You know the drill.  This ain’t no country for tired old burgers.

See you after 5 up by the aroyo, er, shed.

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