Too bad…this place is horrible. The atmosphere is like a fast food restaurant from a nightmare; it most reminds us of an Arby’s in hell where the Devil has come in and sucked out all the soul. There is no pit and no pit master – just mindless teens insouciantly slopping bad food out of steam trays.
We were new enough to the journey, however, that we mistakenly still had high hopes based on the reviews we found for the place. We took our plastic tray piled with sausage, peppers and a stack of white bread on a paper liner to a booth and got to work.
It should be pointed out that Steve’s innate sense of food radar had already told him the BBQ Gods had long ago forsaken this sad establishment, so he opted to just make a pity purchase of a baked potato with chopped brisket on top. The food ended up being absolutely awful.
Wrinkled, wizened sausages and mushy tasteless brisket that would be unable to inspire even a flicker of interest in even the most dewy-eyed BBQ novice, let alone hardened warriors such as ourselves. We have no idea how this made it onto anyone’s BBQ radar. Still, in her starving state,
No longer starving, but not entirely satisfied, we head off to
The rating: Run Screaming in the Opposite Direction from Meyer's Elgin Smokehouse
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