There ain’t much that can beat a good old fashioned road trip. I got the privilege this past week to load up in the Tahoe and head out to Alamogordo, NM, so Zach could play a little baseball for the White Sands Pupfish of the Pecos League. We had a blast jamming to the tunes, eating, playing xbox, eating, listening to a book on tape, and eating. We had no idea how blessed we would be. He had a game on Friday evening. We headed out on Saturday morning to find “the” place to eat in Alamogordo. Now, I must admit, I did notice the restaurant on the way to the hotel. I have a gastronomic positioning system that seems to notice the right places. The hotel staff assured us that the Hi-D-Ho was the place to be. The sign said it was the home of the tiger burger. I often tell people that I want to eat at anyplace that proclaims itself the home of anything. The service was spectacular, and the food was fantastic. Someone had advised me to get the green chile on the burger. It’s a New Mexico thing. Now, it’s a Danny thing. Burgers just don’t get any better, and the staff was high-fiving us and taking our picture for their facebook page. Grab a fresh-squeezed limeade and some ice cream or a milkshake as well. You just drove 23 hours. You might as well stay awhile. There’s a sign that says not to feed the birds. Someone should have told that pigeon not to get between me and that Green Chile Tiger burger.
I loved hanging out with Zach, the team went 1-1 while I was there, the thrift stores were great and the people were wonderful. Just in case you’re wondering, Hi-D-Ho made the trip worth it.