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This is like the Katz's
Deli of barbecue places, and it's not just the brisket that makes
it so. Wait your turn with your Chilis-like beeper, and once you're
beeped get in line with a bunch of young Japanese tourists, locals
getting some take-out and a bunch of other folks with beers in their
hands to order up your slabs of meat. Order the stuff by weight and
watch your butchery counter help chop and slap and chuck your beef
and pork into paper wrappers. Move over and order a gallon or two
of sides and retire to your pre-ordained table for a rockin' good
time. I ordered the giant short rib, which ran me quite a bit of cash,
as it's some sort of special, but the others in my party ordered a
quarter pound of this and a quarter pound of that (ribs and brisket
mostly) and didn't quite drop as much coin as I did. My short rib
was literally like something Bam Bam might have gnawed on, big and
beefy and dino-leg-like. While it wasn't as soft and melty like most
short rib I'm used to, the meat was tender and tasty. The best part
of the meal, though, was the sides (as it almost always is at bbq
joints). The combination of the mac 'n' cheese and sweet potatoes
was like a tasty fat bomb dropped on the foothills of my mizouth.
The sweet and the salty and the smooth and the creamy was unbelievably
delicious. The beans, on the other hand, were absolutely hideous.
Eh, you can't win them all. Although, honestly, the food is almost
secondary at this place, as it just feels like drunkenness (on both
food and a steady stream of beers) is kind of a must. The volume level
speaks, well, volumes about the good time that everyone is having--present
company included. And, like Katz's, once you're done stuffing your
face, it's time to take your ticket (most likely smeared with meat
blood, sauce and cheese) to the front to pay up. Our bill came to
about $90 for two of us (with only one of us drinking), although it
could have been cheaper had I not been talked into the pricey short
rib by the dude in the bloody apron and the "just order it you
little douche" smirk on his face. [MF]
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