I found an old map of Austin while visiting my grandpa one summer afternoon. It was a map from the 90’s, and there are many more roads than there are on the map. I decided to cut it up and reflect on every corner of Northwest Austin – places I’ve been, that were special to me, and places I’ve worked.
Depending on who you talk to, North Austin is defined as North of 183, or West of Mopac. I’m labeling it as north of 290.
Great Hills
Far West/Old Chinatown
Intersection of Burnet, Lamar, and Koenig
Wells Branch
2222/Emma Long Park
Westlake
2222/Far West
Anderson Lane
North Lamar
Downtown
Zilker Park
You’ll find a recurring theme – Westlake sucks and that the best Asian food is found in the most unexpected corners of the city.
I lived in Austin for almost twenty-five years and called several places home, mostly in North Austin. I have fond memories of all the places I’ve lived. My childhood home was on 360 and Spicewood Springs, a house I’ll return to over and over again for holidays. The home represented stability and quiet. While I didn’t recognize it as a child, only later, it was in a breathtakingly beautiful landscape with hills, endless oak trees, and picturesque hiking trails. I certainly had a childhood of privilege in what seemed like a giant small town. Every corner of Austin is so different, yet the city itself is not a a large metropolitan area.
Reflecting back on the places I’ve lived all around this city, I can’t help but wonder how much it will all change in the next twenty years.
My second homes were dormitories and small apartments all around the University of Texas area. My favorite apartment of all was in Riverside. I met Casey while living there, and experienced my best year in college – student teaching and finally getting to take on the career I had been dreaming of my entire life. On one of our first dates, his car got towed. I made some of my best friends while living in Riverside.
When college ended, I had a few months of bliss before moving to Russia. I worked at an outdoor camp and Casey’s dad ran a small gym. It seemed like a moment lost in time. Everyday was pretty fun, waking up to homemade smoothies from a raw health expert, to weekends at swimming holes around Austin.
There was always some sort of adventure regarding Casey’s dad and a ragtag group of athletes, from barbecues, to cast-iron experiments.
When I returned from a year abroad in Russia, I lived with Casey again near the University of Texas campus. We spent two years in a tiny apartment, where we acquired a cat and decided to move together to California. The apartment was in a great central location. I went from being a tennis coach, to working retail, to working at a call center, to going back into teaching, and discovering my love for middle school, while living in that apartment. I even saved up for a new car. Ultimately, I was glad to upgrade to California.
I’ll always describe Austin as my hometown. There were so many sweet, blissful homes there. It’s weird visiting, because you forget that so many things happened in a certain space, and you’re not quite sure it those experiences were ever real. I feel that sense of listlessness when I visit Austin again, and pass the area of my old apartments and homes.
I found an old wallet filled with punchcards from Austin. There were about thirty in there. Didn’t I say I was a paper hoarder? If it’s printed, I want to keep it. I decided to record some of my favorite places in a tiny journal. Some of the punchcards were from places I love, whereas some had awful memories – like bad service. Here are some of the more memorable ones:
Maoz is a chain I was excited to see in Austin. It exists in New York but getting one in Austin was a gem. First off – their salad bar was absolute fire. It’s endless beets… let me know if you know a salad bar that good. Until then, I’ll lament the loss of Maoz. When Maoz had to shut down, I was definitely sad. Sure, it’s corporate, and some may argue it’s a sanitized version of Middle Eastern food, but what girl could forget her first falafel experience? One of my closest friends, who was a student from New York, had found a little refuge in Maoz.
Remember when fast-casual was nothing but an idea? Now we have Chipotle, build-your-own pizza places, and Verts (another fav of mine) – endless fast casual options. When How Do You Roll? Opened in Austin, we thought it was a revelation. Overtime, I think people quickly realized that sushi prepared in a sushi kitchen, with raw fish, was better than anything Maki had to serve. That’s ok though. Those were better times.
My partner rarely gets excited for restaurants because he is a diehard cook-at-home type of guy. However, a place he loved was Elevation Burger. Not only did they have lettuce wraps, they were the beginning of grass-fed beef in Austin. Unfortunately they had to go to make way for more expensive dining options for Austin, but it was an OG.
What is my hometown? I never know how to answer this question. Is it where I was born? Is it where I live now? Is it the “reason” I look the way I do? I usually change the answer depending on who is asking.
I’ve lived in Austin for over twenty years. I moved away only three years ago. When I left, it was definitely time to go. Austin’s infrastructure was never made to support the large population it has now. Because of it’s reputation as a “cool” place with low taxes, a lot of predatory short-term companies, start-ups, and (white) people have moved there.
However, I still cherish my friends who live all over. Many have been pushed up north to smaller suburbs like Cedar Park and Round Rock. Many are east in Manor now. Or south in Kyle.
My favorite thing about Austin is all the good food and drinks. With the exception of real Asian food, it is a fun place to visit with friends if you just want to hangout. My favorite nostalgia spot will always be Chuy’s.
In Austin, I grew up near many watering holes. Jumping into a creek with your friends is really typical here. That’s probably why I have no hesitation jumping into any body of water now. Since quarantine, I’ve heard all the local spot are packed and there’s trash everywhere. That’s a shame.