rev:text
| - If I ever find myself on death row or am read my last rights and asked what I want for my final meal here, Lucille's Smokehouse Bar-b-que is it. I would order one of the BBQ feasts that feeds a whole family. I would gorge myself to death before whatever else is going to take me gets a chance. And I would, quite simply, die a happy camper.
Back in the real world, however, I didn't do much better. I had the combo platter with BBQ half chicken and baby back ribs. This comes with your choice of 2 sides - I decided to go southern all the way with southern sweet potatoes and braised greens - and a homemade biscuit with apple butter.
It's eyes-rolling-in-the-back-of-your-head good. And it held up extremely well with the Murphy-Goode Petit Verdot I paired it with. Okay, so maybe a true southerner I'm not.
Now, I've been here many times, and admit that it can be hit or miss for whatever reason, but tonight I finished the meal feeling so satisfied that if I were dying, I would be okay with it. As it stands, the calories are going to kill me because I'm still living on, but I don't have to worry about that until the morning.
Good night and sweet and tangy bar-b-que dreams to all!
|