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Houston Knights is an American crime drama set in Houston, Texas. The show ran on CBS from 1987 to 1988 and had 31 episodes. The core of the show was the partnership between two very different cops from two different cultures. Chicago cop Joey LaFiamma is transferred to the Houston Police Department after he kills a mobster from a powerful Mafia family and a contract is put out on him. In Houston he is partnered with Levon Lundy, the grandson of a Texas Ranger. Although as different as night and day, and after a rocky beginning the two cops form a successful partnership and become friends. During the series, it is revealed that both LaFiamma and Lundy have their own personal demons. LaFiamma comes from a Mob family himself and his Chicago police partner had been killed when he went ahead while LaFiamma had waited for backup to arrive. Lundy´s wife had been killed by a car bomb that was intended to kill him.
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Houston Knights Fanfiction
The Contest
By Violet to Blue
Summary: Joe wants to prove that Italian cooking can contribute to the tradition of Texan barbecue.
Humor
Chapter 1
"I really don´t understand how you can eat that stuff every day," Joseph Antony LaFiamma mused. His partner Levon Elmer Lundy was as usual burrowing into his plate of ribs with the extra hot barbecue sauce that was, according to Joe, just good for causing acute ulcer. He himself was picking at the plate of salad their friend Chicken, owner of the barbecue restaurant they hung out regularly, had put together for him, though there was no such item on the menu.
Joe sighed. He missed the good Italian cooking of his mother, grandmother and his aunts. He was a good cook himself but with the current caseload he hadn´t found enough time to do his own cooking in a while now.
From a culinary point of view he felt like starving down here in Texas. The local cuisine did not seem to have advanced from the stages of the wagon trains and campfires where whole cows were broiled over open flames until rendered black and inedible. Then the charcoal like remains of whatever animal had fallen prey to the hungry Texans was covered with some hot slop to further cover the shortcomings of any culinary effort.
Levon downright ignored his partner´s lamentation. The Italian´s mood seemed to have worsened ever since the sunny spring weather had led to an acute increase of cookout invitations among the colleagues of the bullpen. It was clear that Joe felt misplaced among the majority of detectives who cherished the usual selection of barbecued meat and hot sauce. To him it all tasted alike and with every invitation his reluctance to participate grew.
Furthermore Joe´s opposition to the customary Texan food had resulted in a good deal of teasing by his coworkers which he was finding harder to take every day. There seemed to be just one solution: to either keep away from those cookouts altogether or to contribute some really striking alternative to the one sided menu.
So the newspaper clipping from the Houston Advertiser Joe found on his desk at the station one Monday morning did not really come as a surprise. It rather seemed to fall into the line of mockery he had been subjected to over the last few weeks.
Recipe Contest – Submit recipe of your own homemade barbecue sauce and win 300 $ as first price, 200 $ and 100 $ for second and third price.
Whoever had put the clipping on Joe´s desk was surely referring to Joe´s indignant comments on Texan culinary habits.
Joe looked around. No one was paying any attention to him. It was hard to guess who had put the clipping there. None of the colleagues would pass up an opportunity to tease Joe. Lundy had come in with him and he was fetching them some coffee, so he was most likely not the one who had put the clipping there. Before anyone noticed Joe slipped the paper into his pocket.
Joe was determined to rise to the challenge. This was his chance to show those Texans his culinary skills.
Problem was that the closing date for the competition was only three days from now.
