To me, the perfect burger is a char-grilled hickory burger -- the kind they served at a place called Goff's when I was growing up in Dallas. When we moved to Houston the first time, there was a place called Bellaire Burger near our house that made them just like Goff's, and when we moved back the second time, there was a place called Beck's Prime, right around the corner from our town house, that made a good one. Good name too, don't you think? But despited all of my hubby's dedicated research, he had yet to find a perfect burger for me in the Hill Country...or so I thought.
|Just what we needed -- another cart-load of plants!|
|But who could resist this succulent nirvana?|
It was lunchtime before we ever made it to Austin, so I started tossing out ideas for places where we could get something meatless. "I already have a place in mind, and I can tell you right now, it's not gonna be vegan!"
|I think they actually show movies on this screen some nights, for those who opt for carhop service!|