by Robert BostickThe wife had a conference in San Antonio and it was decided that we’d make it a family affair so we loaded up the KIA and headed South, thought it might be interesting to document some of the stops along the way.
Driving South on IH-35 the conversation turned to what eats to get once hitting Austin city limits, and there was no question it would be Conan’s Pizza. We have a long history with Conan’s; my wife remembers her childhood afternoons after a softball game with her family, and my late night conversations with friends over a pitcher of Shiner and brief employment there. Continue reading
