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|Volume 72, Issue 28,
Thursday, September 28, 2006
LIFE & ARTS
Good steaks, beer make up for Onion Creek decor
This semester's first round of testing should have come to a close by now, and before you start pulling your hair out over mid-terms, you should give yourself a well-deserved rest. For comfortable lounging that makes you want to take your shoes off, kick back and stay a while, we must turn our attention to Onion Creek.
Nestled nicely on 6th Street in the Heights, Onion Creek is reminiscent of an Austin patio café and bar. It's cradled by shrubs and trees, so even though it's right on a main drag, it still feels somewhat secluded.
The interior walls are covered by wood panels and exposed brick and are littered with an odd assortment of random bar paraphernalia and old photos. A framed photograph of Bluto from Animal House is hung next to a stuffed deer head. John Denver is hung next to Mike Meyers. A creepy velvet painting of a lion hangs next to pictures of someone who looks like my mom did in the 1970s.
The furniture is a mishmash of couches, chairs, coffee tables and lamps that look like something they swiped from your grandma's house. None of it matches, but it's easier on your backside than perching precariously on a barstool.
Easily the coolest table in the joint is an old-school Galaga/Ms. PacMan table game -- you know, the kind that don't require standing for hours on end when you're up to level 36.
Onion Creek is open early for breakfast, so you can run in and get a bagel and a latte before class. The bar menu consists of pizzas, burgers and salads -- typical bar fare, with a little more to choose from than strictly deep-fried heart-attack inducers. There are more than 40 beers to choose from, so beer connoisseurs can drink up.
Wednesday nights are immensely popular because Wednesday is steak night. We live in Texas, and Texans can't get enough cow in their diet. Thirteen bucks will get you a 16-ounce steak, a loaded baked potato and a crowd of people who will be there every Wednesday.
The steaks are grilled on the spacious patio, which
is outfitted with enough picnic-style bench tables to make sure that everyone
has a seat, even if you have to buddy up with some strangers. But fear
not, these folks are among the friendliest you'll meet. They're the type
who ride over on their bicycle, order a bucket of bottled beer and religiously
eat steak on Wednesday nights.