Las(t) Manitas

I am in Austin for SXSW.

That means I ate at Las Manitas this morning, home to the best Mexican breakfast in Austin (and therefore everywhere else). Killer cinnamon coffee. Vegetarian tacos with the holy trinity of black beans, white cheese and guacamole. Service is as efficient as it is frenetic.

It will be the last time I eat there because a godforsaken Marriott is slated to take its place.

I'm told Las Manitas will continue in a new location nearby. I hope they get to keep the formica counter and and the lumpy leather booths.