July 9, 2009

Returning to the Scene of the Affair

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Last year I went to Lincoln and had a slutty affair with a steak. I still think about it sometimes. I went back for Happy Hour a couple of weeks ago, to see if the feelings were still there.

The Lamb Poutine was subtle and rich, the gravy a thin dressing that soaked into the crispy fries and the cheese curds randomly melted throughout the heap of meat and potatoes.

Baked Eggs. In cream. With olives and breadcrumbs. With fresh bread sopping up the cream and the yolks, the olives punctuating the mild flavors with a little sharp, salty flavor.

Yes, I might still have a crush on Lincoln.

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