Being an Austin native is a special kind of birthright.
You're still paying the same rent as everyone else, but you're allowed to complain about it with a certain sense of entitlement, and people expect you to know all the secret "Old Austin" spots -- you know, restaurants and bars that opened before, say, 2010. Sadly, this effortless cool is generally considered out of reach for those of us who grew up north of 183, a region still struggling to rise above . . .
