"Stop the car. We need to get a burger."

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Dad managed to bring mom's truck to a complete halt off a backroad in Cushing, Tx, as a small trailer burger stop came into view. 

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We pulled up to the split-rail fence decorated with more Cowboys hats and rope than most have in their closets, and we heard dad say, "Oh yeah, this is going to be good." 

What Alexander's lacked in physical size, it quickly made up for with taste and hospitality.  

The one man cooking inside was happy to give my father advice on their specialty burger line, and after much deliberation, Dad decided on  "The Original Aligator Pear Burger". 

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The burger had no alligator and no pear, but it was appropriately branded with the letter "A", as a sure sign of the quality we were about to experience. 

Inside what Dad considered to be "the best burger of his life" was fresh lettuce and tomato, a flavorful meat, pepper-jack cheese, perfectly ripe avocado, soaked in a homemade spicy ranch dressing. 

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I like a burger that’s really slathered in a good sauce (homemade spicy ranch). It blends all the flavors the second it gets in your mouth! It’s kind of cool when you’ve been living for over 50 years, and you think ‘dang, this may be the best burger I’ve ever had!’
— Daddy Bazaldua

It seems like lately, the only time I really get to hang out with my dad is when he is moving me to a new city.  

He wanted to stop and I said "no", initially. But I immediately felt guilty for letting that slip across my tongue.. And how can you say no to that face?! 

Hope you loved your burger, Dad!  

Yes,  

Erika