Austin Extreme Eats!

Time for a “Foodie Post!”

Chuy’s weekly special of Fried Avocado, stuffed with chicken, cheese, and Hatch green chiles

By far one of the biggest treats about my month here in the Pecan Grove RV Park has been the variety of incredibly unique delicious food offerings, from the brew pub over the fence to the long row of inexpensive outdoor dining options along Barton Springs like Shady Grove and Green Mesquite Barbeque (“Smokin’ the good stuff since 1988,”) it was tough to choose between returning for more, or trying a new place every day.

Lovely outdoor dining area of Shady Grove Restaurant

Perhaps the most famous Austin restaurant (at least according to Trip Advisor) is “Uchi,” a Japanese sushi restaurant founded by award winning chef Tyson Cole.  It was without a doubt the best sushi I have ever seen OR tasted!   It ought to be, considering I went there during their “Sake Social” hour and still managed to spend $70! Never mind that  I sampled everything on the tasting menu.  haha!   

Also enjoyed too many “unfiltered sakes” consumed from little cedar box for added flavor.    Each dish was as delightful and stimulating to the eye as it was the palate.

I think my most “bizarre” dining experience had to be the famous Franklin Barbeque.   Not bizarre in a food sense, but in the fact that there is a two and a half hour wait to be seated, every single day.  For lunch!!    They sell out every day. It sounded so crazy that I had to see what all the fuss was about.

The best part by far was the brisket and the ribs.  Those two were worth standing in line for, but not the rest.  “Meh” potato salad, Mrs. Baird’s white bread, and run of the mill cole slaw.   So it’s all about the meat.   The sausage was good, but the casing was too tough for my liking.

But the ribs and brisket??  Yeah, probably the best I have ever had, and being a Native Texan followed by 10 years in Georgia, I have eaten a LOT of “que!”    I picked up the rib by the bone-end, and the meat stayed on the plate.  Literally fell off the bone.  And the brisket was so tender it was like the fois gras of filet!   Succulent, tender, and delicious!  They use some kind of peppery rub, and then fold the meat in a brown parchment.  It gets smoked inside the paper.  I think that must be what makes it so tender and juicy.

The lunchtime line for Franklin Barbeque, which started out as an Austin food truck.

They have it pretty well set up for such a long wait.  They don’t take your order, but they do come down the line giving you an estimated wait and ask you what meats you will be ordering so they can give the likelihood of running out.   They walk the line with cold beverages for sale — beers only $3.The line is so long there is even an entrepreneur across the street, “Chair Guy” who rents folding lawn chairs for five bucks.

Was it worth it?  Well, I would say yes, I am glad I did it.   And yes, I would probably do it again, but only with friends to help pass the time.   I was in line by  10:45am, they open at 11:00am, I was seated by 1:30pm, and they were out of meat by 1:50pm!

 

 

 

 

Even the movie theatres have great food!   I enjoyed a night lounging in a recliner at the Violet Crown, feasting on their Mediterranean platter, best substitute for buttered popcorn ever offered!   Didn’t even matter that the boring movie sucked, the food was worth it!

And last but certainly not least, the amazing food trucks everywhere you go!  You are never more than a block from delectable delights such as pineapple fried rice, Indian curry, or nothing but cupcakes…

“Coat and Thai” food truck offering great Thai food

…or the evil “Gourdough’s” who sells unlawful concoctions like the “Flying Pig,” bacon with maple syrup icing on a slab of fried dough.My absolute favorite of all the food trucks was “East Side King,” the food truck founded by Paul Qui, of Uchico sushi restaurant and Top Chef fame.    As far as food truck food goes, I can’t imagine anything more delicious.  My eyes were rolling back in my head and I was moaning at the picnic table.  Too much food, but I had to try it all!   I had the fried chicken thigh in sweet and spicy sauce, the deep fried roasted beets, and the Brussels sprouts salad, all covered with Thai basil, cilantro, and fresh mint.   My oh my, just ridiculously good!

There is a lot of shoving going on where the food truck vendors are concerned, as the city paves paradise and makes way for obnoxious egg-crate condos and gentrified hotels.  I sure do hope the trucks  win the war, as it is what “Keeps Austin Weird.”

At what point does the marketing kill the concept?

One Enchanted Evening

As much as I have been loving my time in Austin, I needed some time to escape the “Barton Springs Scene.” I enjoy the energy of being immersed in a “university town,” but it can start to feel a little like my graying hair is being blown back by all the “awesomeness” from the twenty-something population. So I wanted to get out of town for the weekend when the Zilker Park crowds reach critical mass.

But weekends in Texas State Parks at this time of the year are downright impossible to reserve, so I had to take a day off to experience one of the main nature areas, Enchanted Rock State Natural Area, or “E-Rock” for short.

A popular spot for rock climbers brings excessive crowds on weekends, to the point that the park will close the gates altogether once it reaches full capacity, so a Sunday/Monday was the perfect combination. Since Enchanted Rock is actually a “State Natural Area,” it differs from a State Park in that the first priority is to protect the natural state, thereby keeping the facilities somewhat primitive to the point of curtailing activity if necessary to protect the environment.

No RVs are allowed in the park. They have only primitive and walk-in sites with water “nearby.” So I left the Winnie behind in Pecan Grove, and loaded up the tent and hardwood charcoal for some much needed immersion in nature.

My tent in the “walk-in” site at the base of the rock.

Looking like a big pink basketball bulging 425 feet out of the Texas Hill Country, Enchanted Rock is one of the largest monoliths in the USA, second only to Stone Mountain in my former home of Atlanta. Climbing the monolith is every visitor’s quest, so I headed there first. The climb was much easier than it looked, with the only “crowd” being the tour bus full of Japanese tourists who always seem to flock together.

So would I stereotype Asian tourists as always flocking together? naaahhh…

The view of the Hill Country from the top was quite expansive, and made for great scenery no matter which direction you faced. The surface of the pink granite monolith was dotted with vernal pools, or patches of vegetation on bare rock that develop in depressions formed by weathering over thousands of years.

I also hiked the “four mile loop trail,” which had to be more like six miles. My pedometer registered 15,500 steps, which is no way four miles.

It was a scenic but very tedious path, mostly level, lined with fine sandy gravel that stuck in the cracks of my boot heels, somehow managing to fling itself up and over into my boots, working it’s way down one tiny pebble at a time into my socks. It also made a loud crunching sound beneath my soles which gave me a headache after an hour! At least it was good for waking up the snakes, as I watched two of them dive head-first into a hole on the path in front of me. It’s never a comfort when they see me before I see them!

But the most enchanted part of “E-Rock” definitely has to be the stars in the night sky, all 180 degrees of them with just a sliver of a thumbnail moon. Guess I’ve got to hand it to ‘em…“The stars at night…. ARE big and bright…. Deep in the Heart of Texas.”

I am not a “primitive camper” even in the primitive camping area. ;-)

Hippie Hollow — More “hollow than hip” these days

During my time at UT, I had a group of sun worshiping buddies that would purposefully arrange their spring classes to fall on Tuesdays and Thursdays, just so they could spend MWF baking at the lake.

It was all about the tan back then, and it is a wonder none of us died from skin cancer. Slathering Hawaiian Tropic “SPF Zero” or worse yet, baby oil mixed with iodine was standard procedure to achieve a dark golden bronze that would make even John Boehner envious. It was a ritual to pack the ice chest with tequila, pineapple juice, and ice, as my five buddies and I would take turns driving the car pool to Lake Travis. Continue reading

Groovin’ in the Grove

Let me just say that I love every kooky, quirky aspect of this little RV park, and there are plenty of ‘em to like.  I am afraid having this be my first “full time” destination is going to rank right up there with getting my SCUBA certification in Cozumel…it will forever be the standard by which other RV parks are measured. Continue reading

Wagon (Mo) Ho!

Next stop, Austin!   The journey of a thousand miles begins with a first destination!

It only took me five and a half hours to go 200 miles.  I took my time…..driving slooowwww…Just kept reminding myself, “I paid my taxes just like everyone else on the road!”   I rolled into the Pecan Grove RV park literally fifteen minutes before the office closed. Continue reading

My First Mod!

For those friends reading who might not be familiar with the RVer’s lingo, “mod” is for “modification.”   Mods typically involve some sort of innovation or improvement born out of an idea for greater comfort level or conveniencce.  Or in some cases, it can also be for bragging rights born out of shameless ego from morphing the RV manufacturer’s original design into that of your own.   In my case, it was born out of necessity. Continue reading

Push me, I’m falling…

I love my little motor home as much or more than I could have imagined. But it has been grounded in the driveway for a while for many reasons. Winter. Dentists. And my need to ease into the shift of working environments. Having a very “engaging” job has forced me to go a lot slower than I would have otherwise liked. Continue reading