My first "farm market" was outside the side door at Harleys (fresh gulf shrimp too). I saw my first "Juan Deer" shirt with a donkey on it (hysterical) at Harleys. On a Wednesday after 'the cook died" John took me and my stepdaughter and two kids on a tour around the building which we loved. One time I observed a cowboy on a horse riding up for a beer and he rode off into the sunset on his cellphone! I remember a guy in corduroy patchwork shorts dancing like Pigpen with the clouds of dirt around him, and of course my own discovery that it is LUCKENBACH, TX, not looking back at Texas) happened at Harleys!