Grills and Girlfriends - the perfect day out.
It's been a while since I had a free day in Indy and armed with camera and Partner (Girls Day out going coed today) we headed down to Broad Ripple. He'd flown into Indy last night, as once in a while he can get a cheaper airfare for a business trip from here compared to Mordor International Airport.
I was looking forward to it, not just because I get to catch up with friends but because a little bird (I think it was Rodan) told one of my friends about a new burger place that not only has really great burgers, but they have battered and deep fried bacon AND fresh fries cooked in duck fat.
And they have Poutine, which if you've been to Quebe, and had the wonderful russet-y fries covered with cheese curds and salty brown gravy, you know what I mean. But today, we were on the bacon quest.
They had outside seating but we went into the tap room, as it was uncrowded, cool and quiet, most of the folks outside. There is also a restaurant area, casual but elegant, with faux-leather walls, linen-shaded sconces, and high-backed wooden booths upholstered in actual white-and-tan cowhide. (hey, it IS a burger place). It's nice enough you could bring a date here (and order her Pork Love - pork tasso ham, Cajun sausage, bacon, provel cheese and remoulade.)
I noticed there were less ducks in the canal, perhaps word is spreading.
Country fried bacon (and yes that's a bowl of peppered gravy).
Yes, that's applewood smoked bacon dipped in a light batter and fried into crispy planks as big as chicken tenders. The batter was just the right amount of crisp, without being too thick, and they weren't greasy at all. Even better, they come with a dish of fresh hot, peppered gravy to dunk it in.The onion straws were really good, but they'd seen their match when a plate of those bad boys showed up at the table.
No, we don't eat like this all the time. I lost 48 pounds after a fall blew out my knee and have kept it off and plan to continue to do so. So I look at these meals as special events, those times with friends that don't come as often as we like but are all the more special for it. When you can share good food and laughter and conversation with those who know you so very well and love you anyway, it doesn't get a whole lot better.
Full to the gills, we said goodbye to the owner/manager (not sure) who had made sure we enjoyed our meal, and headed out to walk it off down the Monon Trail.
I had a specific route in mind and Tam looked at me with a grin, reading my mind. Rene's Bakery. Because, even though I had eaten most of a cow and a pig today, there are Rene's croissants and I don't live anywhere close enough to make a regular stop here.
and arrived at the vehicles in one piece.
You brought me some of the bacon didn't you?
You can dress it up all you want Mom, it's still nasty dry crap.