If you don't blog it, the calories don't count.

(L) The Jackalope, w/ waffle fry poutine. (R) Come take it. © Ryan Schierling

We went to Frank for my birthday some time ago, and it was delicious but we really had nowhere to talk about it. Now that we have a place to talk about it, everyone's already talked about it. So there's really nothing left to talk about. Which begs the full-on plugged-in food-blogging existential question:

If I ate it but didn't type about it or shoot photos of it, did I really eat it at all?

In case you were wondering, Mr. Kierkegaard, the specials menu is still ridiculous.