Where’s the outrage? Doc Searls points to an article in today’s LA Times about the possibility of (don’t read this, Laura) the Las Manitas Avenue Cafe in Austin having to close to make way for a giant hotel project (with three — not one, not two, but three — Marriott hotels). I’ve spent a total of five days in Austin and I believe I’ve eaten at the restaurant six times — I had breakfast there three days in a row in March — and would have kept the record going if I hadn’t returned home. I once described Las Manitas to some people in Nashville this way: Imagine if the Pancake Pantry was also a great Tex-Mex restaurant. By the way, the reference to Laura regards a recollection of a lunch we had there a couple of years ago that she blogged on Fixin’ Supper (before her blog moved to its current address, Fixinsupper.com). This year, Summer Huggins and I had lunch there a few tables away from Ann Richards. One thing for sure: thanks to Summer and her husband, Cole, my visits to Austin are always jammed packed with great dining memories.
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