I've gone through the “Best of Austin
” [Nov. 9] issue twice now, and I've come away just wishing maybe you could put down the mustache curling wax and charcuterie paddle, and throw a bone to those of us who don't buy our jeans two sizes too small on purpose? For example, actual useful information for Joe F. Blow? You know, like “Best Burger"? “Best Pizza"? “Best Indian Buffet"? “Best Sushi"? That kinda thing? When my friends and I are arguing viciously about where to eat, do you think I'm inclined to nasally announce that, thanks to the Chronicle
, I know of this divine trailer that serves Senegalese peanut butter soup between 11 and 11:15am on Tuesdays and Thursdays? By all means, keep the hipsters happy with a gazillion categories about where to get the best $9 cup of Momotaro Artisan Tea or double-decker bicycle handle-tassles, but there are
people over the age of 24 who occasionally venture outside their own assholes in this town, and sometimes they just wanna know where to get a good steak.