State And Allen: At The Intersection Of Good Food And Assbaggery
|Photos by Andrea Grimes and Man O' The Hour|
|Bloody Marys are small but mighty at State and Allen Lounge.|
With heads ablaze and stomachs afire for something greasy and satisfying, the Man O' The Hour and I set out from Deep Ellum with our figurative eyes on unobtrusive Uptown neighborhood joint, the State and Allen Lounge. Little did we know that standing between us and brunch were several hundred anti-choice protesters marching through downtown, because everyone knows that nothing addresses the problem of unintended pregnancy like people holding signs. Eventually we powered through the Maple-Routh Connection and found ourselves at our destination, seated on State and Allen's toasty patio next to two women and a baby named Sloane.
How do I know the baby's name was Sloane? Well, first, I could have guessed, because Uptown people are the kinds of people who would name their kids after Crate and Barrel place settings. But I didn't have to, because I spent the first half of my meal listening to Sloane's mom and her friend talk, in detail, about the many and varying kinds of drool coming out of Sloane's mouth.
What I am saying is that Bloody Marys were in order, and quickly. State and Allen, and our goateed server, did not disappoint, either in cocktail quality or in price.
Understanding that its usual clientele likely spent the previous evening shelling out $10 for drinks or much, much more for bottle service, State and Allen charges a measly $3 for its Bloody Marys, which are squat but no less tasty for their petite size. Made with Zing Zang mixer--always a winner, always--our drinks were spicy, as requested, and promptly delivered with businesslike friendliness by Goatee Server, who looked like he'd be more at home down at Reno's Chop Shop than anywhere else. We were happy to have two apiece, and if the staff hadn't inexplicably raised the plastic patio covers to let in wafts of cold air, we probably would have had three.
|State and Allen's ham and cheese omelette.|
|A toasty Toad In A Hole.|
Thanks to the cheap Bloodys, we got out of there for under $15 apiece, and were none too sad to leave when we did, because Baby Sloane and company had been replaced by a man who spent a half-hour talking to his girlfriend about the new low-carb diet he's trying out with his roommate. The State and Allen Lounge's cheap, tasty food is worth the trip, but Brunch Drunk Love recommends getting as remote a seat from your fellow diners as possible.