So I went along with my publisher, Per Bastet Publications, to sell books at the Kentuckiana Authors Book Blitz last Friday evening. It was scheduled (indoors, of course–I don’t do outdoors because heat prostration) …. I lost my place. –Oh, yeah: It was scheduled then because there was a big street festival.
Reader, it rained.
Nevertheless, we did sell books.
BUT THAT’S NOT WHAT I’M TELLING YOU ABOUT!
After we had set up our display (indoors, thank you, because RAIN) but before the sadly soggy festival (MUCH rain), we had supper across the street at The Red Yeti, one of those craft beer joints with mostly locally sourced ingredients and a madly pretentious-sounding menu. Like so:
Black Tiger Shrimp, Smoked Hot Links, Creole Romesco, Wiesenberger Mills Smoked Cheddar Grits, Grilled Lemon $19
I didn’t get that. Somebody else got that the last time we were there. She said it was excellent.
I got this:
1 Brisket Taco, 1 Pork Belly Taco, 1 Shrimp Taco, Grilled Corn Tortillas, Bacon Apple Slaw, Pickled Onions, Spicy Avocado Crème Fraiche, Micro Cilantro, Lime $14
And it looked like this:
Y’all, I have lived in Kentucky and southern Indiana my whole entire life, and I did not know that pork belly is pretty much pure fat. I had never seen nor eaten any before last Friday.
IMPORTANT FINANCIAL TIP: If you have money to invest, put it in pork belly futures, because Imma eat that stuff everyest chance I get. “Fried fat on a corn taco” sounds pretty nasty, I’ll admit, but when I bit into that, it was like I had found something my entire body had been craving all its life. I mean, I love my food, y’all know that, but I rarely wax rhapsodic. Maybe it’s like calling to like, but fat that delicious couldn’t possibly be bad for me. It would never clog my arteries; it would enter my bloodstream and my arteries would smile and say, “Pass, friend.”
And, yes, I had beer, too. Brewed by The Red Yeti: Red Foot Amber. Mild, light, full of flavor and hardly hoppy at all. Perfect.
I’m posting today at Fatal Foodies about a breakfast scramble Charlie made.
A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Write about an ostensibly nasty food/drink/experience that turns out to be divinely wonderful.