There are many things to like about Huts on 807 W.
6th St. If you're a fan of tradition, you can relish the historical
implications, all the way back to 1939 when the restaurant first began
as Sammie's Drive In. The building got its current name in 1969 when
Homer Hut Hutson bought the lease of what was then Picante's, and
changed it to Huts.
If you're a fan of kitsch, the walls of Huts are adorned with UT and
Dallas Cowboy sports memorabilia. You dine amidst the storied victories
and heroes of yesteryear.
And if you're a fan of burgers, hotdogs, sandwiches and Chicken Fried
Steak, well Bubba, you've come to the right place.
The menu at Huts is, and has always been, heavy on the good, old hamburger.
They've got 20 of them on the menu. The key to a good hamburger is
the bun, and they're nice and fresh at Huts. And the names of many
of the burgers are indicative of the restaurant's lineage: no burgers
named after In Sync or Brittney Spears here. No sir. You've got the
Allan Freed burger [now how many of your kids would know who the heck
Allan Freed was?] which features their homemade hickory sauce, the
Fats Domino burger [another blast from the past] which aside from
the usual abundance of lettuce and tomatoes features jalapenos and
New Orleans Spices. And my favorite, the All American Buddy Holly
burger with lettuce, tomatoes, mayo, onions, pickles, and of course,
American cheese. As good as these burgers are, and they're great,
they are so big that sometimes before they melt in your mouth, they
collapse in your hands. Eating a Huts burger can be a problem for
the fastidious.
Courtesy of Rob Balon.
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