Y'all, I had to. I have received a fair number of questions since publishing my Texas post yesterday, and I can't stand the thought of there being misinformation about Texas out there. So, here we go...
Kolaches - pronounced "kuh-LAH-cheese". Pillowy, soft, salty/sweet dough filled with goodies. If you like a sweet breakfast, you order a fruit kolache. Apricot, apple, cherry, raspberry are all popular sweet fruit filling choices. Drizzle the top with sugar glaze or sprinkle with powdered sugar. Do not weigh yourself for a week. The sweet cream cheese ones are my favorite.
If you like a savory breakfast, then you order a kolache filled with ham or sausage or egg or bacon or cheese. They have come up with all kinds of interesting flavors, but my forever favorite is a simple, perfect sausage and cheese. My favorite places in Houston to get them are the Kolache Factory and Mornings Kolaches. (Shipley's will do in a pinch, but I really go to Shipley's for those glazed donuts.) Eat one. Drink coffee. Repeat until full. A well-made kolache is pretty hard to beat!
Those football games - Yes, high school football is really that big of deal in Texas. During football season, many people just pass the time all week to get to Friday night. We were the Sam Rayburn Texans (like the Houston NFL team), but our colors, mentioned in our alma mater's lyrics, were "white and columbia blue". We were living Friday Night Lights and didn't know it.
I was a member of the school's drill team (dance team), the Tex-Anns. We wore uniforms of blue sparkly fabric, white fringe, white gloves, white cowboy hats, and Revlon's "Love That Red" lipstick back in the day. Oh, and wigs. (Don't ask.) We sat next to the Mighty Texan Band(!) during the games. While I was a Tex-Ann, I felt like I really fit in better with the Band Geeks. While we Tex-Anns had to sit quietly and properly and elegantly and perform hand routines (Think *****JAZZZZZ HANDSSSS*****) in the stands during the game, the drumline was beating out cadences while the marching band was having a party in the bleachers. So.not.fair.
I tried out for cheerleader in jr. high, but I have never been the short-power-dynamo-bundle-of-energy-athelete that good cheerleaders need to be, and I was out in the first cut. I learned my lesson and opted instead to be a dancer. I found my "sport". This I could do!!!
We performed on the field every Friday night for the half-time show. My favorite was anytime that we danced to the theme of the TV show "Dallas" while wearing gun holsters and shooting off cap guns during the dance. (Texas!) We did the Tex-Ann March onto and off of the field. Really they should have called it the Tex-Ann Prance, because we looked like prancing ponies. We practiced that march for h.o.u.r.s...it is forever burned into my muscle memory to the point that I will probably be a 90-year old woman prancing the halls of a nursing home someday. Yes, I can still do it. No, I will not upload a video demonstration.
The Cotton-Eyed Joe - Oh, wow! This wins the award for the most questions! Okay, so, I looked it up and was surprised to find that there's really not very good information out there. I hunted YouTube and found a really great video of Asleep at the Wheel playing the song live and in concert. Those fiddles!!! So talented! This makes we want to get up and dance! This is pretty close to the way I heard it back in the day.
There are a lot of recorded versions out there, and they stink. Sorry, but they do. (This issue alone compelled me to write this post!) There is a Swedish dance group called Rednex that did a version in the 90's. For the love of all that is good and holy in Texas, just don't. Just DO NOT. I could cry.
With this weird new version, came some new dance steps. Slapping heels and other some such nonsense. Y'all, it is not that complicated. I had a terrible time trying to find a good, old-fashioned, simple video of a group dancing the Cotton-Eyed Joe, the way we did it. Then John reminded me that we didn't walk around with cell phones taking videos of everything under the sun in the 80's. We just enjoyed ourselves. So true!
This video shows a group dancing the way we did, but a couple of caveats...first, it's hard to actually see the dance steps because there is such a large group of people on the dance floor, and they aren't lined up in proper formation. (See? I told you I was good at dance! Haha!) But, hopefully, you can get the idea. Second, I told John I was disappointed because, rather than dancing, it looked like a lot of the people were half-dancing/half-stumbling around like they were drunk. And then we laughed out loud. 'Cause unless you are at the senior prom or at the Saturday skate session, if you are with a group of people dancing the Cotton-Eyed Joe, some of them probably are drunk. (Notice all the people dancing with beer bottles or mugs in their hands? Ha!)
Often after the Cotton-Eyed Joe, the band will play the Schottische (pronounced SHOT-ish, rhymes with Scottish), and in this video, at least, you will see a group of people in a state of utter confusion. Bless their hearts.
The cause for this confusion is either:
(a.) They don't know the dance.
(b.) They are exhausted and worn out from dancing the Cotton-Eyed Joe.
(c.) They are too inebriated to care.
Having given it a little more thought, I think the correct answer is (d.) All of the Above.
And this concludes today's Texas Public Service Announcement.