From this unassuming oblong restaurant on Guadalupe Street, with its hand-scrawled sign proclaiming prix fixe in Andrew Jackson territory, one wouldn’t expect the often-local, always-delicious culinary experience.

Simpler table settings are a welcome recent addition to the elaborate settings of yore, but all the good stuff has remained the same. Don’t be fooled by lesser restaurants’ failures: Dinner for Two’s prix fixes are inventive and worth a lot more than the price tag in quality, not just quantity. A local cut of meat (go for the Chama fillet) and wild mushrooms can never be beat, nor can the glazed roasted figs, which fall somewhere between appetizer, dessert and hot-buttered heaven.

Word to the wise: If the cold cherry ginger comes up as the soup d’jour, expect an experience more along the lines of a smoothy, but an adventure nonetheless. Many of the items are grown nearby—that is, if they’re not straight out of the owner’s backyard—and the folks are always flexible on swapping out desserts (so you can bookend your meal with the figs).