Hungry?

It seems like I know someone (or two) who would like the sound of this reviewed restaraunt:

I’m a bacon-loving girl from way back when. At least once a week I cook some up for breakfast.

But even I got tired of seeing bacon, bacon, bacon in — and on — nearly every appetizer or entrée at Avenues, the Brookside restaurant that has become the darling of the neighborhood.

I ate at the restaurant three times — twice for dinner, once for lunch. Save a dish or two (the lobster and crab cakes, for example), most of the food was studded with bacon, cloaked in cheese or both. . . .

Down the Avenue