A blue neon “open” sign in the shape of Louisiana hangs in the window of Evangeline Café, representing what customers can find at the South Austin restaurant. Although the address says Brodie Lane, the Louisiana pride inside makes you wonder if you were secretly dropped off in the French Quarter.
Austin is a city that lacks very little. After about seven months of being an adopted Austinite and UT student, I’ve come to realize that I could stay here for the rest of my life and never grow tired of it. Austin has stolen my heart. But it isn’t my first love. Louisiana is.
