Which is pretty much just southern sweet tea, except that Texans would never stand for that, because they have to put the name of their state on everything.
Sweet tea? No no, that's Texas tea.
Country/Chicken-fried steak? No no, that's a Texas-sized chicken fried steak.
Chevy Silverado LT? No, not an LT, not in Texas. That's a Texas-edition Silverado.
I've yet to travel to another state where they sell waffle irons that make waffles in the shape of their state. (Before you say anything about Colorado, Kansas, or South Dakota, it IS true that half of the waffle irons on the market make rectangular waffles, they are not marketed as Colorado/Kansas/etc shaped waffle makers.)
I'll give you three guesses as to what I'm going to be super-happy about NOT being in Heaven, and the first two guesses don't count.
I'm sure there will be plenty of Texans, though. It'll just be the first time in their life they'll be somewhere and there won't be a Texas flag somewhere in the room or on their person.
(All in good fun. Mostly. Mostly not, since I'm trapped here, but at least they pay me well. ^_^ )