While Austin may not be teeming with sleek, retro-chrome airstreamlined dives like our sister cities up north, we know "diner" from Adam. A diner is loud. A diner is greasy. A diner has good food. From deafening gangsta rap to droning trance to petrifying punk, from the overstuffed black bean beauties to the flapjacks that'd make Aunt Sassy sappy, the ambience and the food at Star Seeds Cafe screams 100% diner. Of course, if you don't want tinnitus with your breakfast taco, the staff will always be glad to assist you in getting the hell out.
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