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How the West Was Won by The Good Life Cafe

If you don't like to read, you will want to skip this post. That said, the special at The Good Life Cafe is our Western Black Bean Soup that ain't for tenderfoots. Pair it up with a 1/2 sandwich or small salad for $5.95. Want our King Smokehouse Burger instead, no problem - that and a bowl of black bean soup is only $'s like getting the soup for free. Actually it is getting the soup for free but you'll need one heck of an appetite to tackle this meal. Trust me when I say you'll be grinnin’ like a baked possum after a meal this hearty. Heck, while your at it, you may as well add a beer or two to whet your whistle. Anyhow, cone on down and get yourself some vittles at The Good Life'll be pleased as a pup with 2 tails.

OK - on to the story:

Once upon a time in the west part of the city there was a man mean enough to hunt bears with a hickory switch. Folks called him El Oso ‘cause he was big as a bear and enough to eat off the same plate with a snake. He had teeth so crooked he could eat corn on the cob through a picket fence and his face was puckered like wet sheepskin before a hot fire.

Whenever El Oso came into town, people ran for cover anywhere he wasn't. Usually, El Oso had one thing on his mind - whiskey. He would head over to the saloon where he was as welcome as a rattlesnake at a square dance. That didn't stop him though because on top being mean he was crazy enough to eat the devil with horns on, or at least that is how the tales were told.

Well, as the story goes, on this particular day the saloon was filled with roughians, outlaws and scalawags up to no good and terrorizing the town. Most of them were so crooked, they could swallow nails and spit out corkscrews. When El Oso walked into the saloon, everyone got so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

As El Oso approached the bar, a gunslinger named The Badger - on account that he got his trigger finger bit off by a Badger - said, "You don't look so mean to me you smelly, yellow-bellied, possum." Badger's voice sounded like someone forgot to grease the wagon and his mustache smelled like a mildewed saddle blanket after it had been ridden on a soreback hoss three hundred miles in August.

El Oso stopped dead in his tracks and slowly turned around. Being a man of few words, he was grittin’ his teeth like he could bite the sites off a six-gun.

Everyone new a gun fight was going to break out so the dove to the floor as not to get shot. The only ones still standing were El Oso and The Badger.

El Oso had been in the desert so long, he knew all the lizards by their first names and wasn't going to let anyone stand between him and his whiskey. To The Badger he said, "When I’m done with you, there won’t be enough left of you to snore."

To which The Badger replied, "I am going to shoot that ten dollar Stetson off your five-cent head."

Nobody remembers what happened next cause the entire gunfight lasted as long as a pint of whiskey in a five-handed poker game. All they remembered was The Badger falling to the floor of the saloon that was so bad, a rattlesnake’d be ashamed to meet his mother, dead as a can of corned beef.

Seeing how fast El Oso had sent The Badger to meet his maker, the rest of the men scattered to the wind like a sparrow in a dust storm. None of them could hit a bull’s rump with a handful of banjos as far as shootin' was concerned and they certainly didn't want to end up like The Badger who was deader than a run over coon.

The word went around town quickly and everyone came out to thank El Oso for chasing the bad guys away. As it turns out, he wasn't so mean he’d steal a fly from a blind spider as everyone thought. In fact, he was a very kind, gentle and sorely misunderstood. The next day the mayor gave him the key to the city and all looked on astonished as El Oso got a tear in his eye.

El Oso decided that he had had enough of wondering from one town to another and sleeping on the ground so he opened up a little restaurant called The Good Life Cafe and that is where the King Smokehouse Burger originated and how the west was won!

The Good Life Cafe - Home of The Big Ass Burrito and Bang Bang Shrimp Tacos.

We deliver - simply call: 098 280 6184 and we will take care of the rest.

New hours - We have put dinner on hold again. We still have some things to work out. Here are our new hours as of February 6th, 2020 (reopening Mondays and Tuesdays, we needed a break) Mon. - Sun. 9 AM - 3 PM.

February 6th, 2020, Ordonez Lasso y Ave. Los Cedros 5-58

Dave:  098 280 6184