Currently listening to: “All My Rowdy Friends Are Coming Over Tonight” by Hank Williams Jr.
Well football fans, we’re finally free. The Fall has fell, and now we can find all our friends frantically fixing their fantasy football roster, focused on future fights between a few factions of the football federation. I’m trying to say that it’s time to rejoice! There is actually something to watch on television now! This is already my favorite time of year, due to the Fall seasonal beers, scary Halloween movies, the extensive use of my crock pot, and hoodie weather. Combine that with the reason to sit on my couch all day and get hammered while I watch grown men in tights fight over a small leather ball, while I wear my Lynrd Skyrd sleeveless shirt, and feed my pet Bald Eagle the Funion crumbs from my handle bar mustache. I think I’ve summed up America in one sentence.
Football means a lot to many people, and it symbolizes a very special time of year. Football in Texas, is the feeling I just described, multiplied by 127. In the Lone Star State, Friday Night High School Football is everything, but when Saturday rolls around, it’s time for the big kids to play. And the biggest kid in all of Texas is in Austin. The University of Texas is known nation wide for their iconic Longhorn logo, and they also have been known to kick a lot of hyde. My last visit in Austin was short, but I made sure to get a killer burger while I was there. I visited a tiny local burger shack called Hut’s, off W. 6th Street. Check it out!
Hut’s first started out as a burger joint in the late 30’s. After a few venue changes, Hut’s opened the doors to their current location, in 1969. It wasn’t until the year of the great Austin flood in1981, when the current owners took over and made the menu and atmosphere as classically awesome as it is today. The outside of the building still portrays the blast from the past sangwich mecca, that automatically makes you feel at welcome. The inside is covered with various memorabilia, like old tin signs, license plates, and one creepy old man that kept telling you that he was an alto sax player in the 90’s, and insists on showing off his totally sweet capital S tattoo that covered a half inch by half inch spot on his left shoulder. The very kind bartender asked what I would like to drink, and my friend and I decided to drink local with a big IPA called Chupahopra from Twisted X Brewing Company in Dripping Springs. It was delicious and nutritious at the same time. After we finally brushed off creepy sax man, we looked at the extensive menu. Upon minutes, it was settled. I ordered with complete confidence and could not wait for it to get inside my face hole. Ladies and gentlemen, this the Beachboy’s Favorite.
The Beachboy Favorite is made of 100% Longhorn beef, grilled pineapple, Swiss cheese, green bell pepper, mayonnaise, and lettuce. Now let’s just start off by saying that I paid a little extra for the Longhorn meat, well… because I’m in the home of the Longhorns and it just felt right, okay? The patty was a bit more lean, and less greasy tasting, but still had a good flavor. The pineapple and mayo added a sweet creamy taste, while the bell pepper added a slight crunch a bit of earthiness. The Swiss cheeese melted nicely and almost left a dry, nuttiness that complimented the fresh bun, and cleanliness of the lettuce. Overall, a solid burger, but I felt like it the onion rings and fries really stole the spot light. These onions must have been grown specially for Yao Ming because the peppercorn battered onion rings were the size of hubcaps. Light and crispy, with a wonderful flavor, these onion rings were definitely a slam dunk, but the fries were hand cut and fried to perfection, which leaves you to the biggest decision of your life. As long as there is a side of ranch and/or hot sauce, you won’t here a peep out of me. You could almost say I’d be peepless.
Hut’s was an awesome experience, and I definitely would love to come back for the smorgasbord of burgers on the menu. From my experience, I would love to give this burger, sides, and atmosphere a four of five burgz.
When you’re in Austin, 6th street is a must. Not only to get suckered into taking 9 dollar test tube shots by girls in bikinis, hearing live music from your favorite band, or getting persuaded to get a tattoo of a purple horse with a cowboy hat on, but to find quality food that people have spent years perfecting. Austin’s food scene is vast and wild. You just have to know where to look, or crawl, depending on how long you’ve been on Dirty 6. Keep your eyes open, keep your stomachs empty, and keep Austin weird.
Stay tuned! Next up, Amsterdam, Netherlands!
807 W. 6th Street
Austin, TX 78703
Monday - Sunday: 11:00 AM - 10:00 PM