After my favorite bar, The Rodeo Bar, closed, I was hard pressed to find a place where I could get a bucket of cold Lone Star beers in this city. Then along came The Waylon. It’s got my Lone Stars, along with a bartender who knew to give me the bottle caps without my having to ask! (They have fun word puzzles on them.) Add a cute backyard, some delicious deviled eggs, a jukebox full of great old country and make it around the corner from my apartment — score!!
