Greetings from Carrboro,
Fond memories, like the proverbial sleeping dog, should be left happily alone. Back there somewhere in a nostalgic, hazy glow where they can be safely enjoyed from a distance. The risk in revisitation is the possibility of a rather large, irreparable crack in your rose-colored glasses. Most of my forays into this disastrous realm stem from some misguided attempt to lash my children to the mast of my childhood. Mad Magazine, Tweetsie, and Mexican jumping beans all come to mind. Each not quite the epicenter of pleasure that I remembered. And each kind of landed with a resounding thud. My kids really, really didn’t get the jumping beans. At all.
I have a strange feeling that the divine Honey Buns of my youth would meet a similar fate. Trotted out on special occasions by my mother decades ago, the idea of eating a Honey Bun still has a euphoric aura about it. The smell and anticipation. So, yea, I don’t plan on having one any time soon. But it doesn’t mean I can’t translate the echo from my childhood into something new. And better. That fond memory is actually why we serve cinnamon rolls at brunch – if truth be told. Sort of an Acme-fied fantasy of a Honey Bun. With absolutely zero nostalgic haze and absolutely every ounce of deliciousness we can muster. Sorry Little Debbie.
So to do our part jump-starting the Holiday spirit, Acme is giving away free cinnamon rolls to the first 25 tables who come in for brunch each Sunday in December. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la, la, la. Rather than Cyber Monday, think of it as Cinnamon Sunday. I guarantee that this is one fond memory that won’t let you down. Far more pleasant than seven swans a-swimming. And much easier to share.
This weekend @ Acme: Shooting Point oysters. Ribeye w/bone marrow, classic potato gratin, sauce bordelaise. Acme cornbread. Chili Relleno. Cast-iron crab cakes. Butterscotch pudding. Wedge salad. Blackened salmon. Chicken liver paté. Barrel-aged Manhattans. Forever roasted pig. Butternut squash risotto. Housemade bologna bento box. Warm apple cobbler. Fish & chips. Acme Brussels sprouts. Firsthand Foods pork chop. Southern mushroom pie. Pecan-crusted fried chicken. All the good stuff.
(If you were wondering, we started our eggnog this past week. It’s aging majestically to be ready for the week of Christmas. Something not to be missed.)
Well, that’s all the news from Carrboro. The staff at Acme look forward to serving you soon.
The Staff at Acme