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Let’s be real—if you’re rating RBG anything less than 4 stars, I have questions. Existential ones.
This place is a gem wrapped in convenience-store packaging. The staff? Absolute legends. The coffee and made-to-order sandwiches? Solid enough to make you rethink your brunch plans. And the wine section? Surprisingly respectable—like that friend who shows up to a BBQ with a bottle that didn’t come from a gas station.
Yes, it’s a bit pricey. But you’re on Rainey Street, not in a strip mall in the ‘burbs. Convenience has a cover charge, my friends.
RBG has always treated me like a regular—even when I’m just popping in post-hangover in sunglasses and regret. Honestly, it’s one of my favorite little quirks of Austin.