I've been meaning to write about this for a few weeks now - once in a while in a touristy place you come across something that actually makes sense. That place is the San Antonio Riverwalk, and that something is the chicken-fried steak with jalapeño cream gravy from the Iron Cactus. It was a little tough, but it tasted just terrific. The corn with cilantro and the enormous quantities of mashed potatoes were equally good.
As good as this was, the tortilla soup that preceded it flat out knocked me over. It was spicy - not "spicy" like a Wendy's chicken sandwich - but actually hot, and we made it more spicy by dousing it with the hot sauce on the table. I almost fell over but I finished the bowl, gratefully, with my nose running. I'd go back.