In what I hope is a weekly installment (trust me, I’m well aware that this will quickly devolve into a once-every-three-and-a-half-month obligation that gets forgotten almost immediately) I present “The Best Thing I Put In My Mouth Last Week.”
Picture it, Sunday morning brunch at The Porch. New Orleans tunes coming from the band, sun dappling through the Midtown trees, a plate in front of me of ridiculously savory proportions. The duck McMuffin is basically eggs benedict but with duck confit and greens in place of the socialist bacon. Amazing. Creole hollandaise topping the whole thing and a random piece of bacon thrown in for good measure (hey, this is The Porch after all). Side of potatoes, perfectly toothy and just ready to sop up the leftover sauce and yolks. And since it was brunch I felt perfectly fine washing the whole thing down with a pint of Monkey Knife Fight.
So, if brunch is on your agenda this weekend, check out The Porch, and skip the Disney-esque lines at Tower Cafe.
The Sac Rag 