Back in the 1980s we used go out east of Garfield on Wolf Lane to a place called Catfish Hill. They had the freshest fish you could possibly get. This is about 5 or 6 miles east of the Austin-Bergstrom International Airport. After you arrived, they’d walk out back, catch the fish out of a pond that was directly behind the restaurant, clean it, fry it up whole and serve it to you. The whole process didn’t seem to take any longer than going anywhere else for a meal. The old fellow that owned place was Clarence Washington. I think … Continue reading Catfish Hill…….It Didn’t Get Any Fresher Than That