A boy in college took me to the Moulton Stockyard Steakhouse (there really is a stockyard in the back) on a first date.
I thought: wow, he gets me and knows I love experiences and I’m so grateful we’re not at Red Lobster or Olive Garden (he drove a dually, had a bass boat, and wore a cowboy hat and boots so he was staying on brand here).
Moulton Stockyard, Steakhouse Sign
Fiberglass animal friends on the 3rd floor
Moulton AL, 2010.
