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I'm gonna need some after this AMAZING dinner.
When in Larryville, I always demand Smoke. Josh was up for something different tonight. "American, or whatever," he said, all hangry as I attempted to parallel park in a spot no bigger than my Kia. Okay, boss. Whatever you want.
We were seated immediately in the bar, at a kind of small table for two adults to enjoy large plates of food, but they make it work with a long beam that fuses the three tables in the section together.
Our server, Alex was great. He made suggestions when we asked, and was attentive. I asked him about the home soda of the day and it was Lemon Thyme. WOWZA. If it wasn't an overcast day in April, and it was one of Pittsburghs stupid 90° 300% humidity July days, it would have been perfect.
Josh ordered the Farmed Out (yes, if you follow me, that's his second burger with an egg and bacon inside of a week) and he couldn't stop saying how good it was.
I had the Blast Pig, only because I saw like three million picture of it here on yelp! Holy Moley. Candied bacon, candied jalapeño, candied onion. Now, to some, that might be too much candied food. It was perfect up against the garlic aioli. Melt in your mouth AMAZING.
Go here. Run here. Get here now.
Happy Eating!
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