Senses Fail

The sausage on this one was sliced very thin, which helped to not overwhelm the stack of bacon.

There was a familiar overall flavor to this meal—it tasted just like the meatloaf my grandmother used to make when I was a child...

The first thing I notice in a pizza is the crust, and this one was bubbled and browned in all the right spots.

Right off the bat, the fact that I could get mozzarella sticks on a sandwich got me really excited...

I ordered a full rack of dry ribs with beans and corn. There was no reason to order a full rack, but for some reason I was compelled to do it anyway.

Two thick patties, gobs of oozing mozzarella cheese, a glistening pile of sautéed onions, and some mushrooms for good measure. This was a real fucking burger!