bacon and marines

With the Road to Phoenix now well-traveled and the Pizza Pilgrimage over, we bring you Part 3 of me and Selena's 36-hour road trip from CA to AZ and back.

Part 3: bacon all the way home

The morning of our return trip home, we headed out of Scottsdale toward a chicken and waffle joint and saw this:


Of course we had to eat here instead.

The menu featured poutine with eggs over easy (weird - so we had to get it).


And finally, the photo I've been promising for months...

This is our waiter, a marine who had a dagger inked on his forearm, bleeding green. Apparently, that's what marines bleed. I asked him to show me his chest piece and of course we had to photograph him in his topless glory. God Bless our troops.