The author stuffs face at Las Manitas in 2004. Little did I know that I was being tailed by late former Texas governor Ann Richards. I swear, the way that woman dogged me …
If you ever visited someone in Austin, and this person wasn’t a moron, the first place she took you was Las Manitas, the Tex-Mex diner within armadillo-swingin’ distance of the capitol building. Everyone who either is or wants to be interesting eats there, from state legislators to spinster aunts to those sweaty white badge-wearin’ SXSW geeks.
So naturally, because the iconic restaurant is in every possible respect the physical and spiritual embodiment of the Austin zeitgeist, a generic corporate behemoth is going to tear it down in order to build a mega-Marriott triple hotel complex. We’ve already got a butt-ugly stinking Marriott, but the jerkbag white dudes in charge of destroying everything I love don’t care. Dig what this one had to say:
“Why should you hold up a several-hundred-million-dollar investment because of a small little restaurant?” J. Willard Marriott asked Thursday while visiting Austin. “The restaurant can relocate and should relocate.”
My fellow Texans — and anybody else who disdains to stand idly by while all that is good and pure in the world is crushed under the callous Italian loafer of capitalist pigbag honkydom — help save Las Manitas.
There may be better food in the world, but there is no better restaurant. Ann Richards was Texas, but Las Manitas is Austin.
[via Burnt Orange Report]