Bone Daddy's
(512) 346-3025
11617 Research Blvd.

-



:
-
   

(April 2, 2004)

Austin is a town full of word class BBQ restaurants. Why at just about every juncture, one can find the best ribs, brisket, sausage, pork loins, you name it. And that, unfortunately, brings us to the subject of Bone Daddy's House of Smoke at 11617 Research.

Bonedaddy's target market is apparently the excess-of-testosterone crowd, young men between 18 and 25. To attract these young men, Bone Daddy's hires young women and dresses them in skimpy, low cut tops and tight shorts. Oh yeah, and some management genius probably figured out that to be perceived as legitimate, they should give these girls some kind of food to serve to the hungry boys. I guess they chose ribs.

Now you're probably saying, hold on a second Rob. This concept's not unique. This is what Hooter's has been doing for years. True, except for one major difference. Hooter's food is actually quite edible. The wings are good. I cannot say the same for the fare at Bone Daddy's. The ribs I had were tough and chewy. The brisket was cold and chewy. The peppered turkey breast might have been OK but our sexy waitress dropped the platter on our table. She appeared to be more concerned with posing than with cleaning up the debris. And for the record, she posed reasonably well.

And the beer-can chicken tasted like someone opened up a can of beer, left it out for about a week, and then poured it over the chicken.

And continuing on the waitress theme, one of our party asked for a Colorado Bulldog. (That's a drink.) I'm not kidding on this one: the waitress shrugged her shoulders and said she's never been to Colorado. And she'd never heard of drink named after Colorado.

So there we were, the peppered turkey still sitting on our tabletop. We called for the manager who seemed, at best, bemused by our plight. He told us our waitress was in training. He also seemed to be in training. He was disinclined to offer any compensation.

The only saving grace to the meal was the Skinny Boy onion rings. These weren't bad although the "dippin" sauce was a trifle piquant.

So, message to all Baby Boomer and even Generation X men. The next time you drive past Bone Daddy's and see the lot crowded, don't take this as a sign of excellence. Young guys are all crazy anyway. This is a documented fact. Put scantily clothed girls in front of them and they will like almost anything these girls bring them. Including lousy BBQ.

Stay clear of this one folks. Hooter's is 5 Stars compared to Bone Daddy's.

Top of page

 

 

©2001 DiningOutWithRobBalon.com
Advertise on DiningOutWithRobBalon.com

Site designed by