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"You can’t accuse Bacon Bitch of false advertising. You can accuse it of other awful things, including an alleged murder of a stray cat (we get into that in our full review). But Bacon Bitch delivers on its titular promise. They’ll call you—and every form of matter nearby—a bitch. The kids’ menu is referred to as the “Lil’ Bitch” menu. The table’s ketchup is labeled as “ketchup bitch.” Almost everything on the menu features bacon (it’s fine). We’ve been morbidly curious about this place for years. Turns out, it’s exactly what it sounds like. They call you a bitch and feed you bacon. The restaurant’s ownership just has too much baggage for us to ever return." - virginia otazo, ryan pfeffer, mariana trabanino, virginia otazo, mariana trabanino, ryan pfeffer, virginia otazo, virginia otazo, virginia otazo, mariana trabanino, ryan pfeffer, ryan pfeffer, virginia otazo, virginia otazo, ryan pfeffer, mariana trabanino, virginia otazo