What exactly is a barbecue “joint”?
|Authentic Buffalo "joint".|
Okay, maybe that description is a bit harsh, but for a cornhole like me, there is a mysterious reverence and admiration for places that only do barbecue and do it extremely well. Let other restaurants worry about offering gourmet crap burgers and low-cal fart salads. I’m simply looking for the best damn barbecue I can find: ribs, pork, brisket, chicken, and a couple homemade side dishes. That’s it. Oh, and maybe a bowl of chili or homemade soup. That’s it. Oh, and maybe some fresh baked pie for desert, but shit, that’s it!
|Real bbq means real smoke.|
At best, a barbecue joint is decorated with a couple faded pictures of Elvis and maybe some old bottles of Redneck Ass Blaster hot sauce. In some joints you might even find one of those mechanic’s posters with a hot chick in short shorts bending over a tool box. Eat up boys! The point here is simple stupid so take note: it’s all about the ‘q and not much else. Mismatched tables and chairs, plastic silverware, and beer straight from the bottle is all the ambiance you’re gonna get, and it’s all you need. Sit back and just enjoy the laid back, uniqueness a joint offers, and don’t be a snob. Oh, and unless your hearing some southern rock or classic rhythm and blues in there, you might want to ask if you’re in a legit joint.
Have you ever heard of Cattleman’s BBQ Sauce? Maybe not, but
it’s the brand of choice you will be served in thousands of restaurant kitchens around
the country where they buy it in 5-gallon drums. Pretty original, huh? Joints
and shacks don’t put up with this fuckin’ non-sense and are mixing up their own
unique dry rubs and sauces in-house. Most joints will offer a sweet,
tomato-based sauce, a vinegar-based Carolina sauce, and some sort of spicier
sauce. Joint owners are just as proud of their sauces as they are of their
barbecue, and will eagerly tell you about all the sauces they offer, so don’t
be afraid to ask.
|Barbecue joints offer only the best in custom decor.|
|Memphis Championship BBQ|
So, seek and you shall find. The best barbeque is not gonna be found at your local Smokey Bones or corner Arby’s. The best barbecue is hiding in a small, unambiguous (didn’t think I knew big words like that, did you) shack along the roadside somewhere. It won’t be fancy, but there will be a real pit master at work, smoking some of the best damn ribs and chicken you will ever taste. So grab yourself a pretty girl (or guy, or one of each...hey, we don’t judge here) and dammit, go eat!