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| - Lost in translation what Revelations really state: ".....and in the final days god created Porkopolis, so that man may get a taste of the divine, as a sign of his existence."
Disclaimer: I'm the biggest barbecue aficionado you'll ever meet. I've tried the big chains from Famous Daves to Lucille's, to the smaller hometown favorites: Waldo's, Tom's, Big City,Honey Bears and the overrated Joe's real. Hell--- I've been barbecued myself! Anyone who went to the 2012 Arizona Barbecue festival knows, a woman's scorn has nothing on the sweltering heat of the Arizona sun. What am I getting at?
Porkopolis is omnipotent.
The atmosphere is great, brown floors compliment the burnished colored walls and hard oak tables. Brady B's family history of pork packing is displayed on canvas and to make things top shelf you will find a stylish bar to your left, so drink your sweet heart out!
I ordered the 4 meat tray, I chose all four meats, two hearty sides, and by god if you like a spicy kick request the sauce with more heat...they'll know what you mean. The ribs were easy to pull apart, it's savory nature magnified by the steam rolling off the round bones. The texture is a tender chew, complimented with Brady's sweet barbecue sauce you'll go to rehab over. Next up is the brisket, it's moist contents seal in it's delish distinct flavor. I unlock it's contents with my first bite and I'm in sensory overload. The baked macaroni is more than enough for two and it's cooked just the way those cheesy noodle bastards should be. I can't even finish the two other meats as my stomach is packed like an "Occupy Wallstreet" protest. Modestly priced me and my date got stuffed for 20 dollars...and I'm a 240 lb monster.
I intend to be a regular for my barbecue cravings, thank god for Porkopolis the hog heaven for human carnivores!
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