Smarty Pants

While the service was great, the food was only so-so.  As a tourist I thought it was a fun place for a drink on the patio, especially in the beautiful weather, but wouldn't necessarily recommend it for a nice dinner.

I had a super yummy taco salad thing with a side of veg chili. Fresh, tasty, and the margaritas were spot on. Sat outside on the patio, and enjoyed the fire. Will be back soon.

Smarty Pants was where were we wrapped up a day at the track and evening of barhopping around Georgetown.  As such, the particulars are a little hazy.  But what I do recall was quite pleasant:

The bartender was sassy but friendly, bantering with anyone who entered her domain.  The motorcycle motif sets the tone for the place, but doesn't seem to set a bar of any kind.  It was dark, but not uncomfortably so, and while it was somewhat busy the volume was just right to hold a conversation without feeling like you had to speak over anyone.  Our friend's ongoing exposition on why Paul McCartney is a rotten person continued just fine.  We may have discussed Air Supply at some point.

Anyway, it was a fine way to cap an evening out with the boys, and I'm sure we'll wind up there again when another night out finds us back in Georgetown.