Review food porn: Interstate Kitchen & Bar

At Interstate Kitchen & Bar, I ate my way through a board of American classics served up in digs reminiscent of a classic roadhouse. And just about everything I had -- from the macaroni and cheese to the fried chicken to the house-cured pickles -- was stellar. Here's a side...
By Laura Shunk
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At Interstate Kitchen & Bar, I ate my way through a board of American classics served up in digs reminiscent of a classic roadhouse. And just about everything I had — from the macaroni and cheese to the fried chicken to the house-cured pickles — was stellar.

Here’s a side order of food porn to go with my Interstate review this week.

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Laura Shunk was Westword‘s restaurant critic from 2010 to 2012; she’s also been food editor at the Village Voice and a dining columnist in Beijing. Her toughest assignment had her drinking ten martinis and eating ten Caesar salads over the course of 48 hours. She still drinks martinis, but remains lukewarm on Caesar salads.

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