“Let’s just pretend I move here in September” I said this past weekend, because I haven’t spent much time in Austin since “moving back”. I am grateful, however, for the really awesome friends I have here and the exciting things falling in to place to set me up for a wonderful fall in Austin. But…
Is it any wonder why all I want to do when I come home to Austin is hang out at my parents’ house? Raw milk lattes all day followed by great wine, food, and laughs all night. So grateful for this place I can call home, with parents I love.
Hula Hut is an Austin institution, sitting pretty on the shores of Lake Austin next to Mansfield Dam, a place central but tucked into a neighborhood, accessible by boat, car, and for the adventurous, foot. It has succeeded while restaurant after restaurant next door failed. Is it because Hula Hut already has the market on…