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Fearless Critic restaurant review
Austin
Food
Feel
Price
6.5
8.0
$30
American
Casual restaurant

Hours
Sun–Thu 11:00am–10:30pm
Fri–Sat 11:00am–midnight

Features Kid-friendly, outdoor dining, veg-friendly, Wi-Fi
Bar Beer, wine, liquor
Credit cards Visa, MC, AmEx
Reservations Not accepted

Website

Hyde Park
4206 Duval St.
Austin, TX
(512) 458-3168

South Lamar
4521 Westgate Blvd.
Austin, TX
(512) 899-2700
Hyde Park Bar & Grill
Another of these Bloody Marys and we won’t even mind the outdated, clunky food

Is there any cow in Austin more sacred than Hyde Park Bar and Grill? Amiably positioned beneath an iconic fork that bears homage to its famous french fries, it’s been a neighborhood favorite for decades—by virtue, mainly, of being the only thing around. This is certainly a non-threatening place to take brunching in-laws or children, but unless you’re one of those self-styled “non-picky” eaters, move along.

Otherwise, meet the “Horseshoe Sandwich,” an open-faced burger on Texas toast, topped with a mountain of fries and then drowned in an absolutely addictive cheddar-cheese sauce. Those famous fries are, unsurprisingly, divisive: thickly battered and liberally seasoned, but mealy inside and too dependent on a spicy mayonnaise-based sauce. Macaroni and cheese has all the complex, golden hallmarks of a homemade version, and meatloaf, chicken-fried steak, and such are just okay.

If the comfort food is merely adequate, the rest of the menu reads like a reel of 1982 lowlights: “Penne Florentine” with spinach, red onion, mushrooms, basil, and red bell pepper; grilled salmon with lemon pesto butter and rice pilaf; vegetable stir-fry with hoisin sauce and an egg roll. You’ll have to get drunk to enjoy that stuff. Luckily, to that end, brunch features a great Bloody Mary that, at least at one time, included homemade beef stock. If this level of talent and creativity extended to the humdrum, critter-heavy wine list—or the rest of the menu—we might even come for dinner.