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Between the Thai Margarita and the Conflagration Nation, you'll end up with drinks, a show, and a lifelong friend behind the bar. I suggest sitting at the counter if you like science/fire/enthusiasm/alcohol (or any safe and fun combination therein.) The vanilla pipe tobacco-burning skillet bonfire and the herb-slapping ceremony are not to be missed, and if you play your cards right, you may end up with some off-the-menu taste bud titillation.
Good food? Well, gladly, yes. Free food? Graciously, thanks. But, pistachio chicken liver pate as a personal gift from Tim, server-prince-among-men? Good God, gloriously, yes. "Hillbilly Eggrolls," a la Little Miss BBQ's private reserve of the best meat on Earth, nestled inside a crispy crunch-cave, surrounded by a mote of inspired accoutrements? Hallelujah, GLADLY. Braised short ribs with roasted veg-action, pecans, and fig-raisin relish delicately walked the line of sweet and savory - the perfect finish, despite the urge to order literally everything off the menu.
A return visit? Gladly in order.
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