Beautiful day in Central Texas today
Beautiful day in Central Texas today
When you drive by New Braunfels on the highway, you probably will see Taco Cabana, IHOP, and some other chain restaurants. You may very well be tempted to keep on driving if you are looking for something different, but I suggest you go ahead and exit and take a right towards downtown New Braunfels. Before last week, when I thought of New Braunfels, I mostly thought of Wurstfest and Schlitterbahn, but recently we met up with Ben’s brother and ate at The Faust. Eating there and hanging out with Ben’s brother and his good friend made me realize there’s more to New Braunfels.
The Faust Hotel was built in the 1920’s and opened on October 12, 1929 as the Traveling Hotel. Unfortunately, it opened two weeks before the stock market crashed. For a bit of time, it did well, and even was known as one of the best hotels in Texas. However, the blight of the Depression caught up, and it stayed open mostly because of Mr. Faust. Hence, in 1936, the hotel was renamed as The Faust Hotel.
As we turned into the hotel’s entrance last week, the sun was setting and casting a rich gold, red color across the old yellow brick of the building and the lion statues guarding the large wooden doors. Along with its history, that old European statue thing and sun-kissed golden/redness kinda made me love The Faust right away. The front doors of The Faust are the entrance to the hotel. To go to the restaurant and brewery, you drive through the side alley that is covered in a black tarp with white cursive letters spelling The Faust. It reminds me of a place where Frank Sinatra should be singing. I would have loved that, but inside, modern music is playing and feels a bit abrasive in the dim light and old fashioned décor. As Ben’s brother said, the place would be about perfect if they played music from a different era; it just has that feel.
For dinner, I had the German nachos. It took me a bit to get used to “nachos” being potato chips with beer cheese, bratwurst, sautéed onions and bell peppers, and sauerkraut. They were definitely a little too rich, but once I got used to them, I could not stop eating them. I had a huge serving and repeatedly pushed my place away to stop eating, but that didn’t happen. All the food was rich but good. It was what pub food should be. The German nachos and the Pierogies were my favorite. The Perogies are dumplings filled with potato, cheddar cheese and jalapenos. They are also rich, but the German beer washes ‘em down nicely.
Full on German food and beer, we decided to participate in the game of trivia the bar holds every Thursday night; the winner wins $100. Unfortunately, we were not the winners. However, it was a lot of fun and most of the people in the bar were participating. My impression is that quite a few locals attend every Thursday to play trivia, which is really cool. I love to see communities supporting their cool, non-chain venues. I hope to return soon in order to indulge in another plate of German nachos, play trivia, and stay the night in the hotel.
One of the last things we did this summer was meet up with a group of good friends to go to the Blanco County Rodeo in Johnson City. It took some planning to get everyone together. As in, we had tried to get together for dinner twice before, always fell apart, so we planned for this meet up two months in advance. Close friends of ours drove in from Houston and North Austin for the event, so, obviously, it meant a lot to finally get everyone together.
It was hot the day of the fair, hot as in Texas’ normal 100˚plus August weather. We met up at one of friend’s houses first. Her house sits on some of the rolling hills land that the Hill Country is known for, and people would probably pay to sit on her porch for a bit: cool drink in hand, watching the sunset or staring up at the stars. I asked her what we would do for dinner, and she said we’d want to get burgers at the fair because the burgers are so good “you’ll want to slap your mama.” The unique colloquialisms in Texas can sometimes give people a wrong impression about the person who says them. For instance, our friend loves her mama very much and certainly wouldn’t slap her over a burger. In fact, she’s a down to earth, strong-will, very funny person, who can have a whole room laughing within a minute or two of walking into a place, and all her stories are told with a strong Texas accent.
Before we left, our friend showed me the work she’d been doing on the guest house. The air conditioning seems to turn a bit slow in that house. It’s fine for sitting, but I can imagine in the August heat, it was a lot of work painting, clearing out the rooms that had been used as storage, and setting up the new furniture. I gotta say I was a bit jealous, out in the country with a house to make your own. But that is me with my simplistic visions. All the work our friend had put in made the idea look too easy. Truly, I would only need to think back to when I moved to Texas and how my parents bought a house, at my mother’s insistence, that was, putting it nicely, a bit dilapidated. We, mostly my mother, spent that whole first summer tearing up the linoleum tile, then scraping the tar it had been put down with, then sanding and polishing the floors until they were back to the beautiful hardwood they had once been. Oh yeah, and my mom didn’t “believe” in air-conditioning for the first twenty years we lived in Texas. It takes strong people to live in Texas and not only endure the summers but get
Before we left the house, our friend warned us that there had been some gossip in the town. It doesn’t matter what it was; it was just the fact that at our age, people were so concerned with what was going on in our friend’s life. I’d have a hard time with that in a small town, but she handled it all with grace.
At the fair, we got stopped at least a dozen times for our friend to talk and say hello to people. The rest of us mosied between the cowboy hats and jeans, some of us with tattooed arms and some of us dressed perfectly, cowboy boots and cute skirts, for a rodeo/fair. We ate simply made burgers in crinkly yellow paper that truly were so good I wanted to slap my mama (sorry, mom), we were served adult beverages by attractive cowboys, and we took photos of each other and the cows. That was a good Texas summer day: hot, dusty trails, rolling hills, hamburgers, and friends. #can’twaitfornexttime.
The Hitch: A Mobile Eatery 312 East Hopkins, San Marcos, TX 78666, most days 11:00am-8:00pm
On a concrete slab, not far from the refreshingly cool San Marcos River, a community of food trucks has sprung up in San Marcos, Texas. On top of the concrete square, lavender picnic tables donned with umbrellas that provide some shade in the summer Texas heat are set up inside the circle of food trucks. Like other food truck set-ups, it’s nice because one is provided with multiple eatery options in one place. I usually spend fifteen minutes or so walking around reading the menus before making the crucial decision. There are a variety of food trucks to choose from at the site: St. Pita’s, The Big Khahuna (Hawaiian), Wat Zab Thai Food, Smoked Out Barbeque, and Redbud Roasters.
Over the summer Ben and I had the opportunity to try a few of these.
1.Mostly these are in random order except this first one. St. Pita’s is number one for me. I love it.
St. Pita’s is a Turkish restaurant with gyros and hummus plates. Last time, I had The Jerusalem Garden with hummus, romaine, tomato, red onion, feta, kalamata olive and basil. There was a little too much hummus for me, so next time I’m sticking with The Classic, which is similar to The Jerusalem but includes beef and lamb.
2. Wanderlust, serves gorment sandwhiches, Asian inspired noodles, and specialty drinks (non-alcholoic, there is no alcohol served at The Hitch). Photo below of a pork sandwich Ben had there. We both tried it and were colored impressed.
3. The Big Khahuna gets points for originality. Examples of some menu items: Fish taco special- 2 blackened tilapia served on corn tortillas, Maui Asian slaw topped with papaya salsa , kilawea sauce. The King Khahuna Burger (see photo below) a burger with beef and pork and avocado. Ben tried the King Khahuna and liked it but also mentioned that it was made with some sort of fish oil, which is okay but adds a bit of a different flavor than what we’re used to eating.
4. Wat Zap Thai Food- The meal I had here was really good, and I’ve heard a couple of people say this is there favorite. I had pork mixed with vegetables and the sauce it was made in was great.
5. Patty Wagon, apparently has great burgers. Of course, the day I went I decided to go with the low-fat option; it was okay. I tried the Turkey Burger. The woman before me in line said, “it was the best turkey Burger” she had ever had. I don’t have many turkey burgers to compare it too, but it wasn’t bad. They add some originality to their menu by including things like avocado mayonnaise, which I had with my turkey burger. Next time I go, I’m going to order a real burger.
Root Cellar Cafe and Gallery- Breakfast & Lunch 7am-4pm; Happy Hour 4-6pm; Dinner 5:30-10pm; Closed on Mondays
When we walked down into the Root Cellar Cafe on Saturday evening, the restaurant was a buzz with conversation and soft playing music. I say walk “down” into the Root Cellar because, as the name indicates, this restaurant was built in a cellar, but it does not have a musty dark feel one might associate with cellars. The floors are a light wood and the white walls are decorated with bright paintings from local artists. When I have visited early in the day, sunlight falls through the windows in large slants across the tables and floor, which only adds to the picturesque European Cafe type setting.
When the Root Cellar opened in 2005, my sister and I frequented it often because it was unlike other places in San Marcos. The Root Cellar and Cool Mint Cafe were two of the first restaurants in San Marcos to serve food that was not focused on high fat, instant gratification food. The fruits of their labor seem to have paid off. Saturday evening it was apparent that the place had grown in popularity since it first opened. There was about a fifteen minute wait for us to sit down, and I noticed they had added a back room on since I had last been there, which, like the main dining area, was full. The wait went by quickly as my father and I admired the paintings hung on the walls of the cafe.
We sat down at one of the wooden tables and began to look over the menu. It’s a little thing, but I love that the music was not so loud everyone had to shout to hear one another. We discussed the menu in normal pitch tones and then ordered drinks and an order of the cellar bruchetta with pesto, tomato, onion, and provolone cheese. They were good, but I would have appreciated more emphasis on the tomato and a little less cheese.
For the main course, I ordered the Peach and Asparagus salad from the seasonal menu. It was wonderful. The peaches were fresh and I loved the originality of the peaches with the asparagus. I also loved that most of the salad was kale and spinach, but perhaps the best part of the meal was the vinaigrette dressing. It really pulled the salad together.
My sister ordered the basil Swiss burger on Texas toast with lemon basil aioli, grilled onions, mushrooms, and Swiss cheese. She said it was very good, but you couldn’t taste the lemon basil very well. Also, I appreciate creativity with food very much, but I think there are some things that are better left alone: a burger in a bun is one of those. Texas toast for sandwiches is great.
Both my husband and my father had the citrus pork medallions. Pork is one of my husband’s favorite meals, but he often doesn’t order it at restaurants because it is often overcooked. Pork should be just a little pink in the center because it dries out quickly, but chefs often cook it all the way through. So it was a big plus that this pork was not dry at all. It was cooked perfectly. Both my father and husband said there was no real citrus taste in the pork, however.
Root Cellar is one of my favorite restaurants in San Marcos, if not my favorite. Root Cellar is one of the first restaurants to take food in San Marcos to a new level and the atmosphere is wonderful. However, I think the restaurant could go even further by ensuring that when it says “citrus,” there is some citrus flavor in it. And I think they need to trust the customer and not sometimes rely on large amounts of cheese as a safe way to ensure customers enjoy their food. The Root Cellar knows good food, as is demonstrated in many of its menu items;if they would just trust their instincts and customers a little bit more, I think this could be a restaurant that people specifically come to town to frequent.