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Sam Sessa = mad scientist?

Since my previous attempt at sampling the mystical, mythical bacon vodka failed miserably, I have taken it upon myself to concoct the mixture in my home laboratory.

I, Sam Sessa, will make bacon vodka.

Some of you have dared doubt it.

Some of you said it tastes like trash.

I will prove you wrong.

I will make the best batch of bacon vodka the world has ever seen ...

And then test it.

On myself.

Or possibly my roommate Patchen.

Either way, the world will never be the same.

(Photo by Andre F. Chung/Sun Photographer)

Posted by Sam Sessa on April 11, 2008 1:36 PM | Permalink

Comments

Sam, er...what is that a photo of?

Posted by: Elizabeth the Restaurant Critic | April 11, 2008 2:27 PM

Is that legal? Moonshine Sam!

Posted by: Drew from Greektown | April 11, 2008 2:36 PM

Home lab, eh? I'm emailing Patchen...immediately!

Posted by: Courtney B | April 11, 2008 4:06 PM

"...Which brings me to my next point, kids- Don't smoke crack" -LT

Really, Sam, I tried it. Its not good. I couldn't hold it down, and not cause it had vodka in it. Maybe you have to prove it to yourself, but some things don't go together.

Posted by: Mather | April 11, 2008 4:11 PM

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I've been The Baltimore Sun's nightlife and local entertainment reporter for a couple years, and it's surprising how much the scene has grown in that time. Most of Baltimore's bars and clubs are unpretentious places with fairly cheap drinks and plenty of character. I like dancing and think this city needs more clubs, but nothing beats having a cold, locally brewed beer with friends in a comfortably full corner bar.