Virginia's Cafe

The food was cooked to order you filled out your own ticket off a hand written menu. I remenber seeing people sit for thrity min's and get mad and leave. That was Austin, that made Austin what it is today.

By the time I was taken to Virginia's, her doctor would only let her open a few hours, three days a week. I was running around with a guy who had worked at The Dillo, and he said to me, "you have never eaten at Virginia's?" He told me that it would take a long time, but it would be worth it. I thought she was a sweet woman. I never saw her get cross with anyone. Perhaps I made the right impression. She seemed pleased when I told her the food was as good as my grandmothers. After that day all we had to say was "GRAMAW FOOD" and the car would magicly head south.

It was the best plate lunch in town, but you would have to wait. Her veggies where traditional southern. We would drive down from North Austin (Hyde Park) to eat there and we always allowed at least two hours. She prepared every order as it came in. She would throw you out if you complained about how long it took.

Yep, ate there frequently. You did not mess with her. We was there oneday and you always tried to grab a counter seat and just order the lunch to make it easier on her. Some cat in a wheel chair at one of the few tables started bitchin about gettin his banana puddin. Well the fur startied flying. She marched back around the counter to kitchen, stormed back out and threw the dish across the table on him. We died laughing and fallin off stool. Bless that woman.