Break
Posted on September 29, 2008 - Filed Under Business |
Sunday afternoon and my brain had turned to clay. This project, while getting exciting, is taking it’s toll on my marbles. Usually when this happens, my body instinctively turns to one remedy.
Food.
It was nearly 15 years ago that my college roommate introduced me to Bar-Be-Que. Now I had assumed, quite incorrectly, that “Bar Be Que” was nothing more than chicken on a grill with Hunt’s sauce drizzled over top. But when we went to the great state of North Carolina, the real and seductive power of real barbeque was revealed.
Clifford: I had no idea barbeque tasted so good!
Roommate: That’s because you’re from Michigan.
Sadly it has been years since I’ve been back to North Carolina. And with that, the taste of real barbeque has been vacant from my lips. Real barbeque is a perfect marriage between meat and sauce. Usually most people use sauce to cover up the taste of whatever they are eating. But barbeque strikes that balance between the two. The results are next to godliness.
A walk-up barbeque joint opened up around the corner from where I live. And I decided to try it.
Twenty minutes had passed and yet no food. The smell of that place was driving my stomach into near convulsions. Desperation was knocking at my door.
Clifford: Excuse me. Did you forget about me?
BBQ Lady: No honey. We make our barbeque fresh.
Clifford: You do?
BBQ Lady: We don’t do heat lamps. What do you think this is? McDonalds?
Clifford: I’m impressed!
BBQ Lady: Are you from Michigan?
Well worth the wait. And the insult.
I got the bbq with ribs. The meat was so thick, so juicy. Without a doubt, Homer Simpson had better table manners than what I did at that moment. My cro-magnon genes reasserted themselves. I hadn’t felt that good since the maple syrup incident. And BBQ Lady gave me a huge tub of the barbeque sauce which doubled as dessert once the meat ran out.
Yes, there’s a regret here. I ordered the “bbq beans” with my meal. It didn’t occur to be that “Today’s Greens” was actually Collared greens which I haven’t had in many moons. Next time, the regret will be vanquished.
With all fairness, it wasn’t quite as good as my NC experience. But it was a real close second place finisher.
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I agree North Carolina BBQ is a beautiful thing, and very hard to match anywhere else on the globe!
Now I’m hungry. BBQ should be one of the four food groups.
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@Tony: Well, I don’t want to be bias. I may have to return to NC and have a taste testing of sorts.
@Mrs BM: I think my number of food groups has expanded from four to twelve.