And the best part was the barbecue. The West Coast doesn’t understand what
barbecue is; most homes I’ve been to just throw down some hamburger patties and
hot dogs on the grill and call good. Not
Texas. Texas, man, you get chicken, pulled
pork, steak, ribs, and brisket. Mmm…brisket. They know their
meats and I had many a wonderful experience in somebody’s home, summer or
winter.
But I never had that same good experience in any of
the barbecue restaurants.
It’s not something I understand. I went to half a dozen different barbecue
restaurants, and while I was occasionally amazed by the sides put out, the meats
were a constant disappointment. The
brisket was often dry, and the rest of the meats had too much fat, too little
meat, or was overwhelmed by sauce that was trying too hard. By the time I went home, I came away thinking
the barbecue was meant for the home but just couldn’t hack it with the public.
After the weekend before last, I’m happy to report
that I was wrong. There’s a wonderful
place called Famous Dave’s that my mom and I tried out on a whim a couple
Saturday’s ago. I had to do the brisket
and she went for the pulled pork. My
brisket was so moist and the sauce was not only delicious, it was small enough
to enhance the meat rather than overwhelm it.
Our dinner’s came with a couple sides.
We both went for the red-skinned mashed potatoes (delectable), but while
she went for the broccoli, I tried out the mac-n-cheese. Creamy and infused with jalapenos to give a
little kick. I tend to avoid spicy food,
not because I don’t like it, but in the last couple years, I’ll get heartburn
over the slightest spice and it’s very uncomfortable. But I decided to risk it this time and no
consequence other than a satisfied stomach.
So kudos to Famous Dave’s, my first happy barbecue
restaurant experience. If it’s near your
hometown, check it out. It was totally
worth it.
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