Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Happy Hour at Trio

(photo courtesy of the Four Seasons website)

I can't believe I haven't written about this yet.

A few weeks ago my husband and son went to Florida to visit grandparents, leaving me all alone.

Cue the party music, because I had myself a single lady blast. Or as much as I could as someone who is married and the size of a hippo.

One night I got together with 4 other mama friends at Trio at the Four Seasons Hotel (overlooking Lady Bird Lake) for their absolutely fabulous happy hour. Together we consumed:
  • at least a glass of wine each (which I firmly believe is ok for a pregnant lady occasionally and will give the stink eye to anyone who disagrees)
  • buffalo sliders
  • rosemary truffle french fries
  • shrimp puffs
  • artisanal Texas cheese
  • tuna tartare on a bed of avocado (the table's favorite)

All for the low price of $60 and change. Split 5 ways it came to something like $13 a person plus tip! And it was scrumptious. Their regular menu must be fabulous.

You'd think that with two bloggers there we'd have some photos to show, but I guess we slacked that evening, or were too busy cackling about mamahood.

So to tie this into something that's related to moving to Austin, I'll say this: You will be absolutely insane to visit Austin and not take advantage of Trio's happy hour.

3 comments:

aimee said...

yeah, no photos - bad bloggers - bad!

the food was great, the wine was fantastic, the price was amazing and the company - awesome!

can't wait to take you out when we get back - another mommas night out will be in order!

El Ducko said...

Years ago, there was a saying in response to the growing fine dining scene: "Real Texans don't eat quiche."

Well, things have changed, but probably not enough that you'll hear a real male Texan ever say "Ah'm gonna kill me somethin', cut a steak out of it, an' fry it. ...and, oh yeah, bring me some-a-them french fries. You know- - them cute ones with the little rosemary truffles on 'em." ...even if they ARE good tastin'.

But if'n they was named, say, rosemary chipotle mushroom-critter thangs, that 'ud be different.

Move To Austin said...

Yeah, to counter all that foo-foo talk, I'm doing a barbecue post. And I'm counting on El Ducko (otherwise known as my dear old dad) to write a guest blog spot on our favorite doughnuts. Mmm, chocolate filled Shipleys....