After five long years and three massive strokes, I wasn’t sure I was ready for the feel-good atmosphere of Oklahoma City’s long-standing bar Cock O’ the Walk, 3705 N. Western Ave. No offense!
Even though I hosted various events like live trivia over the past 20 years, all of that work and strife suddenly stopped when my brain hemorrhaged and my vocal cords were permanently damaged, changing my mobility and sociability, sadly, making me somewhat of a hermit.
Luckily, that all changed last week when, after a trip to Guestroom Records, I spontaneously decided to walk next door for an early dinner. I had a Green Chile Cheeseburger and, man, that took me back to those days of vitality and virility. I was in pre-stroke heaven, hallelujah!