On my one trip to Austin, Texas, I stuffed an unholy quantity of food and drink inside my body. But what stuck with me (psychically)—even more so than Franklin Barbecue , La Barbecue , Micklethwaith , Qui , Uchi , the half dozen migas tacos , and the blur of food trailers—was an avocado-green coffee stand on South Congress… Read more... from Lifehacker https://ift.tt/2lECee2