But I'm sorry for the literary lag here. Special updates of note to whet your appetite (for desctruction):
Five Guys still has the best burger. Goodburger (home of the goodburger) has the right idea, but next time I'll refrain from getting "The Works." Ketchup, mustard, and mayo on the same sandwich is like the suicide fountain soda (all the sodas available). It only sounds like a good idea.
I took my wife to Saul for her birthday. Holy shit was it good. The tagliatelle first course had everything I would never think to ask for in a pasta dish: bacon, poached egg, and a silky broth that tasted like a meat smoothie (that's a good thing). Follow that up with sweetbreads atop an Indian-inspired pile of potatoes and pickled cauliflower, a pale ale pairing, and you've got the best meal on Smith Street (sorry, The Grocery).
I've spent the last two weeks eating more than 3,000 calories per day. It's very hard to sustain that much sustenance.
There was a pig roast at 3rd Ward on July 20th. I didn't go.
That's all for a week or so. Buen Provecho.