12/21/2025
WARNING LONG POST BUT WORTH A READ!
The Curly Tail is closing at the end of the year.
Let’s get real.
Costs exploded like a Texas Tw***ie in the microwave. And competition in this town? Oh, honey… they don’t stay in their lane. They stomp on toes, steal ideas, and act shocked when someone notices. Running a restaurant is already hard, but running it while trying to stay in your lane and be different when nobody else does it brutal. Plus our landlord negotiations fell apart like a poorly wrapped Texas Tw***ie.
But yes, the restaurant with the menu 'funnier than your uncle at Thanksgiving' is calling it quits.
Yes we know, the menu was ridiculous. Possibly inappropriate. Definitely unforgettable. Just the way life should be!
Fat Kid Salad—the only salad that ever understood you
Every time you ordered Ribbed for Her Pleasure with a straight face. Not to mention when we had to explain to Kodi why everyone giggled a little when they ordered it.
Sweet Baby Cheesus—worshipped in ways that is probably illegal in three states
When my dad said he had a hard time calling in and saying 'I need a Smoking Hot Chick' lol
Apple Butter Jeans—Boots with the fur optional but encouraged.
Schweddy Balls - the sandwich that made grown adults snort-laugh when ordering it.
That laughter, that trust, that willingness to fully commit to ridiculousness—y'all are our people!
IMPORTANT TAIL BUSINESS
• USE YOUR GIFT CARDS. Don't let them live forever in your wallet next to expired coupons and mystery receipts.
• Yes, we’re open until the end of the year. After that, those gift cards will just be fancy pieces of plastic with emotional value.
To our customers: you made every chaotic lunch worth it. You laughed, you ate, you came back, and you reminded us that food isn’t just fuel—it’s joy.
To our staff: you are gods and goddesses of chaos control, keeping this place alive while making it feel like magic. Legends does not even begin to cover it.
We’re sad, proud, exhausted, and deeply relieved to never have to explain the menu again. We’re also thrilled that we got to do it all our way: loud, ridiculous, unapologetic, and full of love. Let me be clear, this restaurant was not a fail, reality just showed up with a calculator. We may try again in a different location, but it will be a few months.
Come eat one more time. Cry if you want. Laugh until someone questions your life choices.
But remember this: this was The Curly Tail—a little savage, a little messy, and 100% unforgettable.
With love, grease, and infinite sass,
John & Casey & The Curly Crew