Dallas' bar/arcade transplant Barcadia also embraces the inner child when it comes to food: "Order Billy's fried PB&J and you get a hot, tempura-battered version of the lunchbox staple, dusted with powdered sugar and resembling something like a giant peanut butter and jelly beignet. The carton of milk served on the side looks like a gimmick until approximately the second bite, when this dairy sidecar proves wholly necessary." [Gambit]
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