Tucked away in a side street in Parkdale, this BBQ joint is tiny, loud and claustrophobic. The space probably holds no more than 20 people with the possibility of doubling in size when the patio opens up in the summer. Cash only and no reservations. An ATM can be found upstairs, awkwardly placed in front of the entrance to the ladies washroom. There is bound to be some wait time but sampling their extensive selection of bourbon is a great way to pass this time.
They serve up southern-inspired food with hip twist. I didn't feel like the food lived up to the hype. The ribs and fried chicken were ok but fall short of my top 10 list for the city and it would do far worse in comparison to what's in the States. The chicken especially was way too greasy. The super crispy shell-like batter comes off in one piece and it's spice composition is pretty lacklustre in terms of flavour. The dip is essentially pure honey. The ribs were, again, not the best in Toronto but a step up from the chicken for sure. They were saucy and tender. Not exactly fall off the bone but that is my preference anyway. I think $13.50 is a tad much to ask for 3 ribs.
The service is efficient and I have to acknowledge their courtesy of bringing in the food as soon as it was ready. BBQ tastes so much better when it's served hot.