Nestled at the heart of the Corner, and open daily from 11 A.M. to 2 A.M., The Virginian has long been a cherished staple of the UVA community, holding the title of Charlottesville’s oldest restaurant. In a neighborhood where trends come and go, the 101-year-old dining venue remains steadfast in its old-time rustic charm, with a cozy, intimate aisle lined by polished wood booths that are both authentic and welcoming. The ambiance is steeped in Southern hospitality, from the Carrie Underwood tunes to vintage photographs and nostalgic ketchup bottles adorning the walls.
During the day, you’ll find an older crowd populating the booths, adding a touch of timelessness and evoking a sense of nostalgia for a life yet to be lived. There’s a warm maturity to the place, prompting you to wonder: Will I be returning here in 30 years with my own family when my children attend UVA? It’s rare to find a restaurant that not only draws on the past but also stirs a fondness for the future. The Virginian is perfect for those seeking to create lasting memories with loved ones in a setting that feels like home.
Upon entering, I was promptly seated near the front of the restaurant, a prime spot for observing the buzz of activity on the Corner. For my drink, I ordered a “Streak the Lawn,” an affectionately named cocktail inspired by the late-night UVA tradition. This vibrant concoction of Malibu Rum, a splash of Sprite and seltzer, and a blend of pineapple juice and coconut Red Bull arrived in a tall glass, with its sea glass-green hue as inviting as it was refreshing. The tropical notes of coconut were prominent, balanced by the subtle acidity of pineapple, while the effervescence from the seltzer and Sprite added a refreshing lift without overpowering the drink’s natural sweetness.
For my entrée, I ordered the steak, paired with French onion soup and classic fries. Although listed at market price, the steak’s texture left something to be desired—it resembled more of a beef patty than a premium cut, with a slightly charred flavor that overshadowed the meat’s natural character. The fries, unfortunately, arrived lukewarm and lacked a punch in seasoning, detracting from their appeal. However, the French onion soup was a redeeming star: served at an ideal temperature, with perfectly caramelized onions and hearty croutons soaked just enough to maintain structure. While the cheese atop could have been more melted, the soup itself was rich, tangy, and comforting, its flavors so satisfying I ordered three more bowls, each as enjoyable as the first.
To finish, I treated myself to a root beer float. Served with a generous scoop of smooth vanilla bean ice cream in a foamy, carbonated root beer, it was a delightful throwback to childhood indulgence. The creamy root beer infused the ice cream, creating a luscious, velvety mixture that was both satisfying and playful.
Overall, The Virginian might not aim for Michelin stars, but it doesn’t need to. It serves up food that warms the heart and provides a familiar, relaxed backdrop perfect for gathering with friends and family. The Virginian remains a beloved institution on the Corner, a place where traditions linger and memories are made.
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