On a typical Wednesday afternoon at work, my colleague drops by my desk and slams down what appeared to be butcher paper turned translucent by some succulent brisket sitting on top. He asked me to try a piece of the brisket and my cold turkey sandwich was no longer edible.
I had to try it out for myself so I grabbed my keys a coworker and we're off. Knowing that this place sells out, often before it closes at 2, we parked across the street and rushed to join the conga line outside. 15 minutes later we were chatting up the super friendly staff, one who was kind enough to sneak me a piece of the smoked sausage I ordered. Sitting on a picnic table bench inside, I dug into my very own 1/4 lb piece of brisket with perfect bark and a bit of fat which melted like butter. The meat just flaked apart and glistened with juices. To freshen things up, I got some potato salad with hints of dill and fresh herbs. What a nice treat for lunch... Who would've thought you could get legit Texas bbq in an industrial park during your 9-5 grind.
Tips for your visit:
- parking is tricky and often overflows to the neighbouring unit. So be aware
- stuff runs out fast and the line can get long. Early bird gets the brisket!
- never leave without brisket. You'll regret it...
- check out the view of the smoker and log wood out back if you are in doubt if this is legit bbq.