Bacon.
900 West 10th St.
(512) 322-9777
30.3274973°N, 97.75177°W
WiFi: No.
Pepper grinder rating: 2.
Men’s room: 2.
Dwight’s comments:
This location has a somewhat storied history. For a long time, it was Basil’s, a well-regarded Italian restaurant. After that closed, it has gone through several iterations, including The Screaming Goat (the name was better than the food, which I thought was just okay).
Now we have Bacon, a shrine to things porcine. And I think this is probably the best use of the space yet.
To give you some idea of what things are like at Bacon: I’m used to being asked if I want bacon on my burger/sandwich/whatever. I am emphatically not used to being asked, as I was here, what kind of bacon I want. (When we were there, they had three choices: the house bacon, a hickory bacon, and a “Tabasco” bacon which we didn’t get to try.)
Honestly, the “hush piggies” didn’t quite work for me; they’re sort of like breaded and fried meatballs, but made with pulled pork instead of ground beef. I’m not unhappy that we tried them, but I don’t think I’d order them again if I went back; it may just be a personal thing, but I just didn’t really like them all that much. The bacon fries, on the other hand, were very good. Also delightful: the “Dublin Pulled Pork Sandy”, an open-faced pulled pork sandwich served on Texas toast.
I want to go back: I’d like to see what my mother thinks of the “Bacon Reuben”, and I want to try the breakfast tacos and chicken and waffles.