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| - They paved paradise and put up a BBQ restaurant.
However, the entrance was nondescript which matched the freshly paved parking lot and sign-less building. We did notice a banner of sorts on the main road. The medium brown bricks reminded me of an old Wendy's exterior.
There was not even BBQ smoke wafting outside. Many things that would have you going hmm normally, yet my good old friend had tried RD's original location in Brampton and he knows how to eat. Therefore, if it was worth it for him, then it was worthy of me and therefore us.
The dining area was semi-austere, again looking a little Wendy's circa late 80's, but with Jazz music playing.
Their liquor license was clearly pending (at that time) and one group left apparently because of that (was a Monday night, so perhaps they were looking for a little hair-of-the-weekend).
We ordered soft drinks $3 and they came out just before the 4 house sauces, mild, medium, 'Canadian' hot and 'Southern' Hot (which of these kids is doing there own thing, bright red whilst the other 3 were a shade of deep maroon).
I noticed an interior sign saying desserts by Robi D. (new) was a bit confusing as I thought the place was named after her...R.D's (turned out not).
The menu did stand up to the Deep South theme having several signature New Orleans dishes i.e. Jambalaya and Étouffée. We would be having none of the seafood this time.
We would be having, what turned to be a great value play: the Dean Bad sandwich; combining both sliced brisket and saucy pulled pork on a giant bun for $13, served with skin on fries (not bad, not great), semi cream coleslaw and the "grr" giant bone in beef ribs (more like a club with meat attached) with excellent bark.
Our server was on the ball, bringing soda refills to keep us occupied while we waited a little bit for our food order.
When the food did arrive, it was clear what was not hmm, about RD's BBQ - the TASTE and PORTIONS of their meat.
We dealt with our plates, and how to manage sharing the sandwich in a non-barbarian like way. Much gnawing and chewing was witnessed across the table and so it was time for dessert. We had strategically decide to take leftovers for a late night snack and saved some need stomach space.
All desserts clocked in at $4 flat. At the finish line of our meal we each chose one. I the peach cobbler (they say Southern BBQ, so let's see). He the Green Gator (supposedly Key Lime flavour Cheesecake - interesting enough).
In reality they both came custard cups, and were underwhelming. The cobbler was not a crumble, but like a lukewarm pie dough with I will say nicely compoted peaches, literally two bites of each and they were gone. Worst of all the Key lime dessert had no Key Lime flavour or really flavour at all. Was also neither hot or cold and for all intents and purposes a meal ender literally.
In sum, they just opened, got it. The meat is mammoth, the sauce is heartburn inducing, the coleslaw was fine and dandy yet too small to balance the onslaught of meat, and saucy beans. Still that sandwich and double beef rib were 5 star. Skewing that, the rating shall remain 4 stars. Workout the opening kinks and we'll just say, "Something's cooking".
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