Vinegar Hill House's Soft Shell Crab sandwich, my heart belonged to the Brindle Room cheeseburger. If their hope was to get some more people saying "Oh man! Can one of you assholes I call friends please come with me to eat at the Brindle Room so I don't have to eat another meal by myself at the bar?! (god, I need a good boyfriend who likes eating good food)," then I'd say mission accomplished. I was starving when I finally got to the stand and had to listen to the most moronic conversation in the history of Prospect Park (when I tweeted this out, I wasn't playing) for 45 minutes, but dudes, it was all forgiven when I took that first bite. I didn't even care that I got meat juice all over myself! It was just the most succulent, tasty burger ever. Look for me to make a visit in the very near future.
Katzie Guy-Hamilton's Dirt Cake and not because she has one of the best names ever. The decadent milk chocolate pudding was topped with candied gummy orange peels, Oreo pieces, and mini chocolate malt balls. It was creamy and so much fun to eat. Plus, I'm a sucker for the whole "Look! Oreos as dirt!" bit.
For more photos of my two days at Googa Mooga--there's a pig head, a roasted cow, Hall & Oates, and other assorted pictures--watch the slideshow: