So I picked up Bill McKibben's book 'Deep Economy' the other day. McKibben, a former staff writer for The New Yorker, is essentially a writer on social commentary. 'Deep Economy' is an appeal of sorts to transition the economies of the world into more sustainable, localized entities that can exist in spite of peak oil and all that garbage. Without trying to sound like too much of a hippie liberal guido communist, the cause is something I really believe in. But, to bring us to the point of this post, I believe in that very cause most fervently of all when it presents itself in the form of a good-ass piece of bacon.
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Anyways, the Ghost of Jay Cutler and I went to BBB a few days ago to nurse away a light hangover, and we were quite pleased with what we found. Ghost (I don't really call him that, we're not in a damn fighter jet squadron) got the Big Bad Breakfast Platter, from which I shamelessly stole some bacon and hash browns. The bacon is probably the best I've ever had, and has a really nice spicy tobasco flavor to it. I ordered the brandy-spiked French toast for myself, and it was pretty excellent, very light and fluffy compared to most French toast. The coffee was Cafe du Monde chicory, and it, too was stellar.
Post scriptum: I have been kicking around ideas with a couple other RSC guys for posts to pass the time between now and football season. If you want restaurant reviews, local music write-ups, videos of LSU fans injuring themselves, or whatever, let us know. If you don't, we'll just do whatever the fuck we want. Until next time...