Snack Pack Bryan’s on 290

The scene was set. I had stumbled upon an adventure in search of something unequivocally satisfying. Some slay dragons and burn castles in their imaginations. In mine I eat and drink myself into gluttony and wake up the next day with the body of a goddess.

I found myself at Bryan’s on 290. It’s quaint exterior was no match to the 5 course adventure we were set to embark on. The atmosphere was jovial, clean and inviting. We were greeted with kindness and set up in a table near the door. We snuggled up in the chatty hum and began our conversation. As we talked I was struck with the realization that the group of 3 I was settled into was the perfect set of ambitious, talented and successful women. I mentally high-fived myself on my choice of friends. That was when the first course arrived…

As I ushered in the first bite I was surprised by the flavor that crested my tongue. Lets first admit that I am the strangest type of foodie… I want to like certain foods on a level as unreal as my favorite animal. In my dreams I would ride my unicorn straight to the ocean and feast a smorgasbord of raw shell-fish and sushi. Alas my strange pallet will not allow it.

I was sure I would not be a fan since I don’t love squash. Please go to Bryan’s if only just for this dish. I could have bathed in it. The smooth, creamy texture did not bother me in the slightest and all 3 of us spooned every bite we could from the bowl. The flavor was unreal. It may have been my favorite dish of the night.

The second course was beautifully plated. I almost didn’t want to eat the work of art carefully canvassed on my plate. I did though… This was my least favorite course. We have established that I am picky and don’t care for seafood. My friends gobbled my extra shrimp and were extremely pleased so I can only gather that it was amazing. The grits however had a major league taste and the hint of chorizo was astounding. What made this dish was the wine they paired. I would marry whoever made the pairing choices for this menu.

If I could write an Acrostic Poem for this course it would look like this…

L ovely aesthetic and picturesque performance.

A lluring aroma.

M ind boggling presentation.

B eatifully executed.

It tasted as beautiful as it looked.  The sides they decided on brought this dish together perfectly. A truly symphonic experience took place here.

True bacon lover here. Secondarily speaking My all time favorite pairing is beef and mashed potatoes. Add bacon and voila. The chef is my hero. Prodigious flavor throughout. Beef can be cumbersome especially with heavy sides but this dish was handsomely balanced and fully proportioned.

Dessert was as good as the rest of the meal although not more exciting. I don’t have a sweet tooth which is why the previous courses were my “jam”. I did enjoy it especially the whipped cream which had a twist and the port they paired it with.

I will end by telling you that I left feeling full but not gorged. The owner was fun and interesting. The entire staff hospitable and inviting. The highlight of this feast for me was the wine pairing. Each wine held hands with the dish as if married for centuries. Bryan’s on 290 is a gem nestled between the hills just west of Austin in Johnson City. Next time you find yourself on your way to Frederickburg it is worth the stop. Particularly on Tuesday when they have “Supper Club” and a fixed 5 course menu.

Thank you for reading and consider joining our Snack Pack for the next adventure.

Bryan’s on 290 Tuesday Night Supper Club

 

 

 

 

Author: Heather Leslie Tabor

Stylist and Owner of Pomme Salon and Spa in Dripping Springs Texas.

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