We also stopped in Hico, which is famous for being the place where someone who everything thought was Billy the Kid died.
In the little square by these signs were quite a few antique stores, some very nice, some just okay. This was the reason that one of the storeowners said that Hico was the next Fredericksburg. It also had one of the blandest Mexican places - Jersey Lillies, and with "Jersey" in the title, can you really expect that much from their interpretation of Mexican food? The salsa was strictly North Texan - no heat at all, very Pace-like/tomato-based. Margaritas? Definitely from a machine and mix, and it was questionable whether or not they actually contained tequila. The men's toilet was totally unable to be flushed - it was like the chain was off the stem, but I wasn't going to fix it...I could barely breathe!