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| - First off, this place doesn't serve potatoes as a side. That's a complete "f#ck you" to BBQ connoisseurs. What kind of BBQ joint doesn't have a choice of french fries, baked potato, mashed potatoes or even just plain potato chips? Potato SALAD? Yeah, I'll have that with a side of diarrhea, please. Disgusting.
Okay, well, first of all, don't believe the reviews. I came here because it was recommended to me by Yelp! Never again. This place was an annoyance to get to, if you're familiar with downtown Las Vegas; it's right off Fremont Street at the aptly named Container Park. What that means is that you'll be parking blocks away, feeding a meter, and then walking to your destination, rain or shine.
So I finally convinced myself to go. I was feeling suicidal, which only leaves you two options: kill yourself, or get something good to eat. I chose the latter this time. I expected this to perk up my spirits, just a day before Lonely Christmas, but read on, fellow Yelpers...
After going out of my way to stalk this place, and in less than bitter spirits, I chose the three-meat combo in order to get it all out of the way; that's right, pulled pork, beef brisket and "ribs." Just "ribs." I had no idea what I was in for.
Paid the $15 (oh, did I mention I'm unemployed?) for the combo, in addition to the $1 in the meter (which I include in the bill, for the inconvenience). Food came quickly; the line wasn't too bad. Here's a round-up of the eats:
1) Pulled pork - the best part of the plate. Stringy. Cold. But edible. Pour a bunch of extra BBQ sauce on it because it is DRY.
2) Beef brisket - Hard. Chewy. You're forced to chew it for 5 minutes, then eventually swallow when you're tired of chewing. This stuff was TERRIBLE. Not recommended at all.
3) "Ribs" - NOT MEANT FOR HUMAN CONSUMPTION. I don't even know what part of the pig this was. The tendons? It was not even remotely chewable. I attempted to eat half of one, then asked for a to-go box for the remainder of the brisket and ribs. I've never done that before. Usually I finish it all in one go. And that's not a compliment regarding the portions.
The combo also came with a "roll." I.E. Half a hamburger bun. Yes, you read that right. Half a f#cking hamburger bun. Merry f#cking Christmas.
My dog will eat well tonight.
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