It’s official: I’m going to the motherfucking McAuslan brunch at Au Pied de Cochon.
This is probably going to be the devastating culinary highlight of the 2009. My arteries are fearless, but I may have a heart attack. I may not come out alive.
Feast your eyes (or be repulsed… it really could go either way…) – 2008 McAuslan Brunch @ Au Pied de Cochon.
Edit: If you’re curious about the restaurant, read this review.
February 25, 2009 at 1:55 am
Holy crap — well, it was nice kinda not really knowin’ ya. LOL
on a side note $50/pp isn’t bad for your last meal… oh, and unlimited beer ;-)
February 25, 2009 at 2:05 am
Death by gastronomy. It definitely sounds poetic enough to justify shelling out $50 :D
March 2, 2009 at 4:06 am
Hope you are still alive. Hope when you come out of your food coma, you tell us all about it.