This place is tucked in between some junk yards and check cashing places. It has no windows and is just a brick rectangle. The inside is slightly more appealing with covered wagon light fixtures and saddle gear nailed to the walls. The staff is southern and kind of friendly and rude at the same time, which in my book is fricken' hilarious.
The menu is laminated and the pork sandwiches are served wrapped in parchment with no plate. Can you say awesomeness? Choice of pork or beef bbq, sliced or shredded. Bbq plates available too sopping with delicious bbq sauce, vinegary and savory. Hush puppies, you ask? Hell yeah. Want slaw? You got it. Buttered Texas toast? In your face, baby!
Just go already...I know your mouth is watering.
Side Note: There are alot of people out there who like to take sides with their food. The most famous case of this was the new england clam chowder vs. manhattan clam chowder debate which of course sparked the now famous Chowder War of 1920.
The same holds true for Barbecue or BBQ for short.
Some people like it dry and dip it in sauce.
And some people like it wet seeped in vinegar.
It's cooked the same way essentially...slow.
Taking sides on this issue, or any food issue is ridiculous. They're both friggin' good and I'd eat either style of BBQ any day.