Now, Hill Country is....for lack of a better word, Splendidious (it's an obsolete word, but "splendid" was not gonna do it). You walk into this place and immediately forget that New York is outside. It's a Texas-style honky-tonk den of amazing. The critic for New York Magazine only gave it one star. I disagree like WHOA. I never say "like whoa" but here, I do. If you like market-style BBQ, Big Red soda, moist brisket, and all the sides you could ever imagine, I recommend saving up about $35 and treating yourself to a fantastic dinner.
After HC, we headed uptown to the Pig n' Whistle on 3rd. We took some ridiculous pictures, downed a beer each, and had a fantastic time. The crowd was a little noisy and I was, actually, in danger of having a huge speaker dropped on my head as we sat in our booth, but all around a good place.



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