He was referring of course to Bacon, http://www.baconaustin.com/the restaurant in Austin. It’s just off South Lamar on 10th Street. Historic Castle Hill looms to the west, its old Austin charm unruffled. To the east is the new look of Austin: a 30-story condo tower jutting skyward in the downtown area. The restaurant itself is an old Austin throwback. A framed house out of the 1940s, this structure has been remodeled with beautiful wooden floors, big picture windows and lots of cozy tables and wooden chairs in the dining area. Flat screens broadcast from the walls.
I had the waffle and Cherie had the French toast. (The most interesting man in the world was sitting nearby and chatted with us briefly.) And was it ever delicious. My waffle had bits of hickory smoked bacon cooked into it. Angled slices of fresh banana stretched their way across the waffle, adding to the presentation and the flavor. Cherie’s French toast, crisscrossed with two strips of crisp bacon, looked even better. Freshly brewed mocha java steamed from our cups nearby.
Jesse Fincher, the manager and someone we consider our unofficial fourth son, runs the place with charm. Breakfast, lunch and dinner are all served here. Vegetarian meals too. Salads. Beer and wine. Trivia contests are scheduled. South by Southwest music gigs will blow the place up come March 2012.
As we left, I noticed the framed poster on the wall advertising the Elvis Big Biscuit. Where else could the most interesting man in the world possibly have bacon?