<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263119960516018352</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 31 Aug 2024 14:21:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Deep Fried, Covered in Queso</title><description>One person&#39;s experience of eating out in Austin... and the occasional sojourn to far-flung places.</description><link>http://deepfriedqueso.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Foodie)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263119960516018352.post-3260575993409986504</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 17:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-27T20:16:37.396-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Beachside Paradise</title><atom:summary type="text">I never really feel cool enough to eat here (it&#39;s popular with the uber-untrendy crowd), but I&#39;ve lived on the East-siiide before, so I feel I have some street cred.  Probably not. El Chilito is not to be confused with El Chile, which is owned by the same people, but it feels light years away.  Every time I pull up to El Chilito, I imagine the cleaners across the street is really the ocean, and </atom:summary><link>http://deepfriedqueso.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-beachside-paradise.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Foodie)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263119960516018352.post-3290290507016532080</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 03:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-23T21:04:23.975-07:00</atom:updated><title>Uchi-Uchi-Ooh-La-La!</title><atom:summary type="text">Uchi, I hate you.  You have officially ruined every other sushi restaurant for me.  I can no longer enjoy the ubiquitous California roll, or the seaweed salad that I used to begin every sushi meal with.  It&#39;s just not the same.  My mouth is watering just thinking about the Maguro Sashimi and Goat Cheese. Yeah, you can have maguro sashimi at any Japanese restaurant in Austin, but where-oh-where </atom:summary><link>http://deepfriedqueso.blogspot.com/2008/03/uchi-uchi-ooh-la-la.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Foodie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263119960516018352.post-1744231352249658472</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2008 03:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-12T08:53:10.000-08:00</atom:updated><title>Fine Dining, Airstream Style</title><atom:summary type="text">Last Friday, a few co-workers and I decided to grab a bite to eat at Flip Happy Crepes. I know, crepes for lunch? Doesn’t sound very filling, besides, aren&#39;t they only sweet? Wrong! Don’t ask me why, but I’ve always associated crepes with IHOP, similar to diner food gone wrong.We got there right at noon on a gorgeous Friday afternoon, so as you would expect, there was a line. Oh, that’s right the</atom:summary><link>http://deepfriedqueso.blogspot.com/2008/02/fine-dining-airstream-style.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Foodie)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263119960516018352.post-5203104900631893571</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 23:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-11T21:11:10.791-08:00</atom:updated><title>On a recent trip down Guadalupe...</title><atom:summary type="text">My friend Kate and I recently visited Vino Vino on Guadalupe and 42nd Street.  It’s worth the trip just to read the menu, full of personal experiences and lotsa sarcasm.  On my visit, the by-the-glass menu had only Italian wines found on the owner’s recent visit through the country.  Kate and I were interested in eating elsewhere for dinner, so, we decided on the cheese plate.  Absolutely worth </atom:summary><link>http://deepfriedqueso.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-friend-kate-and-i-recently-visited.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Foodie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263119960516018352.post-4424597593983094429</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 20:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-10T15:54:57.720-08:00</atom:updated><title>In the Beginning</title><atom:summary type="text">OK, I know, deep-fried and covered in queso?  EW!  Sounds healthy, right?  Those familiar with Central Texas cuisine know that we have our own unique blend of food.  Whether it’s deep-fried and/or covered in queso (that’s melted cheese for all of you non-Texans out there), Texas is its own gastronomic adventure.This space is reserved for all of those places in between. 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