It’s Not the Quality We Experienced in Texas, But It Will Do. For Now.
The little guy and I met Clay for lunch today – we’ve been craving some finger-lickin’ barbecue so the choice was easy. One of the greatest aspects of being able to live in different places within the country (and hopefully the world soon) is being able to eat a variety of foods that are regionally specific.
Barbecue and white shirts? That’s how we rolled. Before kids.
As far as barbecue, our time in North Carolina and Oklahoma (near the Texas border) gave us vinegar-based pulled pork and beef brisket with spicy sweet sauce, respectively. When we were stationed at Fort Drum, we would drive an hour to Syracuse to Dinosaur Bar-B-Que and while on a quick vacation to Ontario, we stumbled into the greatest even ever – Canadian Rib-Fest. I think it is safe to say that we like our barbecue.
I am totally in the coleslaw on top camp.
We haven’t explored too many barbecue options here in the Washington DC area. The place we ate at today was okay. Not bad by any means, but certainly nothing to write home about. Those of you who are local, any suggestions? Those of you who are not, what is the best barbecue you’ve ever had? What’s your favorite type of barbecue? Sauce? Or do you not fancy smoked meat? Gosh – I could talk about barbecue all day. But for your sake, I won’t. You’re welcome.