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| - As luck would have it, I found myself outside Stacy's at 11:00 and I decided I would finally try it out. I've read plenty about this place over the past few years, all the reviews from my fellow Yelpers, and now the Bon Appetit magazine top ten-this must be the best BBQ in Phoenix, I thought to myself.
First thing that strikes you is the chalkboard menus that really don't make a lot of sense so being my first time I studied it for several minutes to see all what they offered. I was somewhat surprised that they didn't offer combo type plates, but I can always manage to find something to shove in the ol' gullet. Half a chicken, side of mac & cheese and a drink was just over ten bucks and as others have pointed out CASH ONLY (and there were still dumb people at the counter asking 'does that mean no debit cards??').
I sat down in the very spartan dining room and thought about what the meal would be like. I think BBQ is sort of like politics-people are very staunch in their beliefs and anything outside that just plain sucks. While I certainly try to be open minded, I'm definitely a BBQ-means-the-art-behind-smoking-the-meat kind of gal. Sauce should be minimal, if at all, but it appears Stacy's has a different interpretation. There was probably a half a cup of sauce that my chicken was swimming in. To their credit the sauce was decent and not overly sweet, I believe I tasted a hint of celery which was different.
Unfortunately since I arrived just as they opened it sure seemed like I got yesterday's leftovers. Not that it's a bad thing necessarily, but the patrons should not be able to tell. The chicken was drenched, likely to try and disguise it was on the dry side, and the mac & cheese had the pool of oil on top which is a tell-tale side of a reheat (anyone who's made their own mac & cheese knows what I mean).
I'm on the fence as to whether I'll return to Stacy's, it is some of the better I've had in Phoenix but not great at least in my humble opinion.
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