Austin Rotisserie & Sandwicherie — Restaurant in Austin

Austin Rotisserie is a little tough to find, but worth it. It's located in Fareground Austin, which is the lower level of 111 Congress Ave. Go down the stairs at the corner of Congress and E. Caesar Chavez. I tried the Parisian baguette sandwich. The bread was exactly what you'd expect from a bakery in France. Crusty outside and chewy inside. Fantastic! The ham, cheese, and butter made for a tasty lunch. The owner was very friendly and we had a nice conversation about France and the Normandy region. I highly recommend Austin Rotisserie for dining. A small business worth supporting. Merci beaucoup!

July 27, 2022: I've been back numerous times since my review and I've never been disappointed. I just finished the 1/4 chicken meal. It was delicious. I ordered a 1/2 baguette which comes with butter as an extra. Fantastic if you love bread. My precious recommendation stands: highly recommend...

Terrible customer service! Our order today was short all of the beignets, some chips and sandwiches were not labeled as requested via the online order. TINY amount of chicken in 2 of the roti bowls - not good. The worst part, however, is the fact that you canNOT call them! Previously no one answered the phone after trying for an hour, so I had to literally leave the office and drive there to speak with someone. This time we texted our pick-up driver to be sure they remembered the beignets, he indicated workers there do not speak English, they said everything was there but of course it wasn’t. Costs us $50 to have someone go back and pick up missing items. Ownership is to blame, not the workers. They should charge $1 more per meal and actually PAY someone who can communicate and ensure reasonable quality food + no errors. We won’t be...

Austin Rotisserie is like if a charming little Parisian café got dropped into a downtown Austin strip mall, but miraculously kept all its French-ness—minus the snobbery. I ordered the ham and cheese baguette, and let me tell you, it was aggressively French. No sauce, no sides, no lettuce trying to impress you. Just ham. Cheese. Baguette. Like it was legally required to be that minimal.

But the twist? The service was actually great. The staff smiled—on purpose—and didn’t judge my lack of scarf or existential despair. They were kind, fast, and totally ruined my stereotype of aloof French waiters who sigh between every word.

Was it the best value? Not really. But hey, it didn’t come with a side of attitude or a lecture about how I’m holding my fork wrong. For a moment, I felt like I was in Paris—except nobody chain-smoked next to me. 4.0 out of...