I dream of ways to get back to Champaign more often for work so I can eat at Hickory River.
Yep, you stand in line, give your order, slide your plastic tray down the metal rails to stop and pay at a cafeteria-style cash register. Then you sit down and eat all the BBQ as fast as you can, a la a prisoner c-blocking his food, because it is that damn good.
I always get the brisket. Always. It is lean but juicy, pulls apart when you tug on both ends, and slathered in awesome 'mixed' sauce. I don't need a bun. I don't need anything other than two sides of sweet corn when it is the side of the day. When its not the side of day, I cry.
Good sweet tea. Good desserts. Good corn bread. They clean up the trays. What's not to like? Oh, and takeout is good too.