You know that moment when the clock strikes midnight and your stomach starts making executive decisions without asking for your input?
That’s when Texas Inn Richmond, tucked at 2901 Park Ave, steps in like the neighborhood hero with neon swagger and sizzling confidence.
One Friday after a concert, I wandered in on a whim and walked out a fully converted believer, chili perfuming my hoodie, smile glued to my face, questioning every late-night snack choice I’d ever made before this one…