Food coma

Scott had to get up early and devote his entire morning to an SAT practice exam, so I'd promised him we'd go anywhere he wanted for lunch. I'd even offered to take him to The Pit, which I've covered previously and which he's never gotten to try.

When he got in the car, he knew that was where we had to go. Off we went.

The Pit is the kind of place that contributes to the fine physique I have today. Its food is delicious but not even in the vicinity of healthy.

We didn't let that stop us.

We began by sharing the appetizer Barbecue Fries, which, as I mentioned last time, combine greasy fries with chopped pork barbecue and a melted pimiento cheese top. This dish turns the corner from wrong to amazingly good faster than Zombieland. Don't believe me? Check out this photo.





Not content to stop with a dish that contained enough calories to feed the Luxembourg National Guard, we moved on to our main courses.







I had the smaller plate--a Barbecue Cheesesteak sandwich with a side of mac and cheese--while Scott opted for the slow-cooked Beef Brisket with two sides: mac and cheese, and mashed potatoes with gravy.





We maintained enough self-control not to finish absolutely everything, so there is a box of goodness in the fridge. Now, though, we're suffering from meat comas and must go fall over.

I sure hope that nanotech researchers perfect those nanomachine artery cleaners and heart repairers soon. I have a bad feeling I'm going to need them.