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Book a table before 6:30 if you want to eat this year! |
Baco Mercat was good. But it was also a lesson to me; a lesson I'd already learned in film. I used to think that if a movie was good enough to be nominated for an Oscar, it must be life-changing. But after years of cramming in the nominees' films during awards season, I realized that was false. Sometimes films are nominated because they happened to be the non-comedies that sucked the least. They were all good, just like Baco Mercat was good. But the earth did not rumble beneath me after my first bite, and I'd have to concede that expectations can ruin a perfectly good meal.
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Hammered metal plateware classes up the joint |
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Julie and Dayna, hotties who make me wish my hair were yellow |
I wish
Ricardo Zarate could get the credit that Centeno receives. Their menus are so similar, but the
Picca Peru chef's food just tastes better. That's what should matter the most. Baco is worth the trip, but it's more of a People's Choice Award than Oscar-worthy.
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having fun with friends even if I am a brunette |
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southern fried chicken and a biscuit - what could be better? |
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oxtail sandwich |