I really can't resist the pun sometimes.
Now that you've forgiven that lapse in judgement, I was surprised to see that International Eat An Animal For PETA Day is coming up soon – on March 15th, and there's an open call to join the planet in chowing down on cow. Or pig. Or chicken. Basically, if it has a face and you can hunt it down, pull it out of a body of water or buy it in shrink-wrapped foam trays at the grocery store, have at it.
So I'm scanning my memory for the best place to have a Vegas event. Barbecue restaurants are expected, but so very appropriate. Luckily, there's a new one close to my office called T.C.'s Rib Crib. They just opened a couple of weeks ago, run by a whole family from Louisiana. On my next trip, I'll have to confirm whether or not they moved because of Katrina.
In the meantime, there is meat to be consumed. With loads of sauce. And sweet potato fries on the side. Hot links, pulled pork, tri tip, slabs and slabs of ribs . . . and Snicker pie for dessert. Snicker ever-lovin' pie.
Oh, and the best part about T.C.'s? The receipt. Under your total is printed stellar words of wisdom: "T.C. says, the way to a man's heart is through his ribs."
Yes. T.C.'s is the front runner. Definitely.
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