It all started several years ago when we got married and found that perfect Texas hill country ranch. Those three square meals a day sure were good. It wasn’t long before we noticed our britches were fitting tighter. Even our ol’ranch dog was gaining weight and having a heck of a time jumping into the back of the pickup. One day when we were out feeding horses, we noticed our donkey Jackson, was as big as some of the horses! That’s when we looked at each other and decided that we lived on the Fat Ass Ranch.
Sweet – A mostly sweet wine menu.