Unfortunately, the blaring music fails to transport us away from the center of Austin, TX and ruins its potential to charm us.
As grad students who just finished finals last Fall, we thought that a little bit of absinthe wouldn't hurt. Well, it's really an acquired taste. Perhaps artists and writers back in the day couldn't afford better libations. Good thing we only ordered one glass of it, but I stupidly ordered the moules with absinthe broth anyways, completely abiding by my self-imposed law of ordering dishes unique to the restaurant.
Absinthe and Meloncello
Moules in absinthe broth and Frites with herbes de provence aioli