Last meal in Austin and it’s a breakfast. The Monster doesn’t like breakfast all that much so he needs to find a place that will serve up some lunch items early in the morn. Enter Annie’s Cafe and Bar.
The space itself is pedestrian/mishmosh/craphouse. Concrete floors but farmhouse doors. Slick bar but pastoral paintings of fruit. Brick walls but country flourishes. This is design by schizophrenia and it doesn’t work but it’s also not so egregiously bad either.