What used to be South Congress Cafe is now an outpost of Trudy’s, rising up post-pandemic like the birth of Venus—on a half shell. Tex-Mex-style seafood punctuates the menu, one example being guacamole topped with shrimp and lobster. Black drum veracruzana—although heavy on onions and skimpy on olives—was fresh and meaty (we did wish for more of the sweet, tangy sauce it came with). A brunch-time eggs Benedict was a star, featuring meaty curls of lobster tail and a hollandaise redolent of chipotle. Kitschy paintings of dolphins and a cheeky logo keep the vibe low-key (a nice contrast to the insufferable hipness of South Congress), and some longtime Trudy’s favorites make an appearance on the menu, like various renditions of the beloved Mexican martini.