Death By Turbo

A big juicy ribeye, a platter of sashimi and sushi rolls, a big plate of number five no flour on rice (if you've never been to santong snacks, you haven't fully lived), and of course, texas bbq. When things get crazy in life, these are the constants that can always keep you coming back for more. Let's get back to bbq...Bert's BBQ. A local joint in Austin that has some decent bbq...nothing compared to Rudy's or the Salt Lick...but hey it's Texas bbq. One thing Bert's has that no place else has is the Turbo. A big helping of brisket, sausage, chopped beef, and baked beans smothered in sauce and served over fritos...instant heart stopper. When it comes to food, there are some that are good purely rated on how incredibly bad they are for you...the hawaiian local favorite loco moco - crazy good. Bert's Turbo - insanely good, but only safe to eat maybe once a year. Problem is though...I failed to prepare my body for the Turbo. I've been eating pretty healthy these days so the Turbo proved to be a shock to the system. It's now 4 in the morning and I can still feel the sodium and fat coursing through my veins as I lie awake watching infomercials waiting for the sun to come up.