Pig Roast at The Breslin

August 6th, 2010
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When I last mentioned The Breslin, I wasn’t so pleased. The scene of ‘sophisticated’ frat-boys doesn’t do anything for me and the fact that the ‘gatekeepers’ types stand between me and really magnificent food only made me that much more resentful.
I hadn’t been there since my early visits, though I’m regularly tempted. That is until I got the note that The Tower of Justice was gathering friends there for a pig roast as a part of his Bachelor Party weekend of gluttony. The TOJ has guided me, again and again through some of the best food on the west coast, so he is definitely one for picking the right meals and this one was spot on.
Snooty host station and a douchey clientele can only keep me from so much deliciousness before I breakdown and eat some pig. After the jump, see how the pig above turn into this:
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Also, check out the brain shot (last one if you’d prefer to skip). It was the first brain I’ve ever tasted. It was interesting in texture, sort of pasty. The rest of the meal was amazing – as would be expected. The shoulder offered the juiciest, most succulent portions of meat, but, really, it was all amazing. I’m pretty sure I’m not going to be able to hold up my avoidance of trendy jackasses and pissy hostesses for very long after that meal.


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