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Monday, April 9, 2018

Till We Eat Again - Charleston Edition

Ricotta Cake at Chez Nous
As I mentioned in an early 2018 post, Charleston, SC was one of the trips we had on our calendar for this year. We just returned from a terrific few days in the holy city (so called because of the many churches there). 

It’s been 4-5 years since our last visit to this beautiful southern city and man, it is just exploding with growth! We saw new construction and rehabbing of older buildings all over town. Of course, with that comes many new food and hotel venues that were not in place during our last visit.

So, let’s start the tour! 

Day 1: we actually got an extra day in Charleston due to the snowstorm that was forecast in the northeast for our original departure date. In fact, our airline encouraged us to revise our travel plans, offering no change fees. Unfortunately, the hotel we had booked could not accommodate us a day early, but luckily their sister property had space. And it turned out to be a very pleasant happenstance. After scrambling to pack and change hotels, car service reservations, pet sitters, and everything else you do before a trip, we landed in a very wet, cold, and windy Charleston (my hopes of escaping the frigid NJ temps faded fast). 
Whole Hog BBQ at Rodney Scott's BBQ

After arriving at the French Quarter Inn (our home for night one in Charleston), we realized that since we flew in a day early, we had no restaurant plans (horrors!). We quickly hailed an Uber and raced over to Rodney Scott’s BBQ. This place has been on all the “must-eat” lists, not just for Charleston but for BBQ in general, so this was on our agenda anyway. However, to our profound disappointment, the person on line in front of us got the last order of ribs! AAAAAHHHH! Not to be defeated, we ordered the Whole Hog BBQ sandwich and platter so we could also try a couple of different sides. WOW! This was pulled pork to the nth degree - moist, smoky, succulent. Sometimes at BBQ joints, the sides are an afterthought - not here. The baked beans were tender (not mushy) and spicy, and the cole slaw was light and flavorful. We would have to come back later in the week to get those ribs!

Lovely ham biscuits and croissant from hotel
We returned to the hotel and were delighted to find a night cap of port and cookies waiting in the lobby. I would describe the French Quarter Inn as having an “old world” gentility, as one might expect to find in the South (hospitable, warm, gracious - without being fawning). The hotel does not have an on-site restaurant, but they offer a continental breakfast either delivered to your room, or available in the lobby. We took advantage of room service & enjoyed a leisurely breakfast before heading out for the day. Another nice feature we loved here was a coffee station on every floor for emergency refills.
Shrimp Bog at Hominy Grill

Around lunchtime, we made our way over to The Hominy Grill, a long-established venue in Charleston, that we had enjoyed during our last visit. Opened in 1996 by chef Robert Stehling, one of the pioneers of the low country food movement, this popular restaurant serves up traditional southern dishes such as shrimp and grits, biscuits, and fried catfish. Since I was on vacation, I opted for a New Old Fashioned made with Old Overholt rye, orange bitters, and vermouth; and the Low Country Shrimp Bog with Andouille and Carolina Gold Rice, with a side of cornbread. Mr B chose the Country Breakfast (eggs, grits, and biscuit), which was just OK.  My dish was well done, but I couldn’t help the feeling that the restaurant that was ahead of it’s time in Charleston had become something of a tourist trap. 

Lest you think all we did was eat and drink, we managed to do quite a bit of sightseeing. There is so much history to soak up in Charleston that if you are a civil war or American history buff, you should definitely add this city to your travel plans.

Fabulous fried chicken at Leon's Oyster Shop
We checked out of our night one hotel & checked in to The Spectator for the rest of our trip. If the French Quarter Inn can be described as the “old” South, the Spectator is definitely the “new” South. Sleek, modern, and luxurious, this hotel is also all about gracious service. Upon arrival, we were greeted with the drink of the day (a refreshing Paloma) and introduced to our butler, who escorted us to our room and gave us an overview of  the hotel. The hotel has a very nice bar off the lobby and offers a “butler’s happy hour” every afternoon with a lovely selection of cheeses, olives, nuts, etc.
Oysters Casino at Leon's Oyster Shop


We planned this trip with our friends from Austin and when they arrived after a long travel day, we visited Leon’s Oyster Shop for an early dinner. Obviously Leon's specializes in oysters, but they are also famous for their fried chicken (which did not disappoint). This is a funky little spot with a very popular bar. People were crowded in waiting for tables, enjoying a nice selection of beer, wine, or cocktails. We got a table pretty quickly and immediately ordered up raw oysters, fried oysters, and that crispy, moist fried chicken (dark meat, thank you very  much!). Good results all around, our only negative was the noise level.

Sunbathing Alligator at Magnolia Plantation
Charleston has several antebellum plantations within 30 minutes of downtown. After reading many travel articles about these sites, we settled on a tour to Magnolia Plantation. I would have to say we did not choose wisely. This plantation, established in 1676, is more about the extensive gardens than the history of the founding Drayton family. After a 45 minute walking tour of the gardens (on a cold, windy day), we were herded onto a tram (ok, they call it a “nature train”) for a 30 minute ride to look for alligators, birds, turtles, etc. We did see several alligators trying to warm up on specially-designed alligator ramps in the ponds. Finally, we arrived at the house where we got a speed-of-light tour and were hustled out the door. For the rest of the week, we referred to this as the “Disney” plantation tour, as it was expensive and provided a glossed over version of plantation life. We made up for it later in the week with tours of more historically accurate plantations (read about them later in the post).

Being food-obsessed people, we had booked our dinner reservations prior to arriving. Charleston is known as one of the country’s top food destinations and we did not want to get shut out of specific spots. 

Husk was first on the list. Opened by chef Sean Brock (one of the early leaders of the authentic Southern food movement) in 2010, it still reigns supreme as a temple to Southern ingredients. Husk only has a service bar in the restaurant but next door they have a great little cocktail lounge where you can while away some time waiting for your table (which we did). 
Dinner Rolls at Husk

Relaxed, professional, friendly service is a hallmark of Husk and our server was all that. After reviewing the menu with us, he went off to grab our next round of drinks and a basket of benne seed dinner rolls with PORK-infused butter (these were off the hook!). I, of course, started with the Broadbent Country Ham with Buttermilk Biscuits, Dijonnaise, and House made Pickles. The fabulously flavorful ham came arranged on a large wood hunk (great presentation, but a little unwieldy). Loved the dijonnaise, a combo of Dijon mustard and mayo (I don’t know for sure, but given Chef Brock’s dictum that everything at Husk be of Southern origin, I bet the mayo was Duke’s, which I use at home and it has changed our mayo habits forever!). 
Country Ham at Husk

Biscuits, Dijonnaise, Pickles at Husk

Mr B ordered the General Tso’s Glazed Pig Ear Lettuce Wraps with Sweet Vinegar Cucumber and Red Onion. The consensus was this was a great concept, but the glazed pig ears were overdone, way beyond crunchy. 

My main course was the Carolina Heritage Pork with Pit Smoked Butterbeans, Collards, Cornbread Croutons, Sweet Potatoes, and Pot Likker. The pork was sort of a roulade of pork with tender pork belly wrapped inside. The dish sang with intense flavors!
My adorable Sweetgrass Basket

Day three saw us up bright and early, and after coffee and biscuits in our room (same continental breakfast offerings as their sister property), we were off to find real plantations. But not before stopping to see Corey Alston of Gullah Sweetgrass Baskets at the Meeting Street entrance to the City Market. Sweetgrass baskets are a significant part of the African culture that was transported to this country by enslaved African people (this was a way for them to keep a connection to their beloved homeland). Originally, the coiled baskets were used as a tool of rice production on plantations. The basket sewing handcraft tradition is passed down from generation to generation. In fact, the beautiful little basket I purchased was made by Corey’s daughter. Today, examples of sweetgrass baskets are on display at The Smithsonian Institute in Washington, DC, and art galleries around the world.

We began our day by visiting the Charleston Museum, which showcases the complicated history of Charleston, including pre- and post-Civil War life. In addition, two homes are owned by the museum and are well worth your time for an in depth look at how plantation owners and their slaves lived. We started with the Joseph Manigault House (directly across the street from the museum), built in 1803. This was the home of a wealthy planter family and the house features many historic pieces from the family (current generations of Manigaults still live in Charleston).
All that sightseeing makes you hungry! Luckily, I thought ahead and made a lunch reservation before we left the hotel for Chez Nous. Tucked away down an unassuming alley in an out of the way Charleston neighborhood, this charming bistro took my award for “best meal” of the week. 
Chez Nous 

With a menu that changes daily, and consisting of only two choices for each course, along with no chance to peruse the menu beforehand, a meal here is sort of like a mystery train ride. Chez Nous is housed in a small, cozy building which makes you feel like you’ve somehow been beamed to the south of France. But it’s the Mediterranean influences (southern France, northern Italy and Spain) that really transport you.
Mushroom Salad at Chez Nous

The day we visited the appetizer choices were a Raw Button Mushroom Salad or a Tuna Nicoise Salad. We shared the mushroom salad, which sounded very mundane in print, but was a joy to eat. Fresh, thinly sliced mushrooms, simply tossed with shaved Parmigiana Reggiano, bright parsley, and one of the best olive oils (Molino la Condesa) I’ve ever had. This salad was sublime. 
Stewed Octopus at Chez Nous

Our main course choices were Stewed Octopus with Butterbeans and Potatoes, or a Roast Chicken with Sautéed Radicchio. To fully experience this charming restaurant, we ordered one of each and shared. The chicken was “roast chicken perfection.” When you dream of the ultimate French countryside roast chicken with crisped skin and super moist meat, this is it. And the stewed octopus? One of the best things I’ve ever eaten. Ever. I’ve never had such tender octopus. The broth was so delicious we asked for extra bread to sop it up. Our server suggested two lovely wines to accompany our dishes, and we indulged in the kind of long, relaxed lunch that don’t come along too often.
Luscious Ricotta Cake at Chez Nous

Dessert?  Lemon Mousse or Ricotta Cake with Fresh Berry Compote? No decision dilemma here - definitely the Ricotta Cake. Fabulously light, creamy, flavorful, with a side of sweet berries. This is the kind of lunch you do not want to end. 
Gardens at the Heyward-Washington House

But end it must, as we had tickets for a tour at The Heyward-Washington House. Through a stroke of luck, we were the only people for the afternoon tour so we had a friendly and knowledgeable docent all to ourselves. Built in 1772 by Thomas Heyward, Jr, a signer of the Declaration of Independence, it is loaded with beautiful examples of fine furniture craftsmanship from that period. It’s called the Heyward-Washington house because the city of Charleston rented the house for George Washington to stay in when he visited the city in 1791. The property features the only 1740s kitchen building open to the public in Charleston (something we really wanted to see), as well as beautiful formal gardens, which were just starting to bloom when we were there. The house was opened as Charleston’s first historic house museum in 1929.

There is too much great stuff going on in Charleston to cram it all into one post, so 
next time on The Cook’s Tour: our visits to Fort Sumter (where the first shots of the Civil War were fired), historic McLeod Plantation (established in 1851 and definitely not a "Disney" version); meals at FIG, and The Ordinary, drinks at the very cool Felix Cocktail Lounge, and more about those fabulous ribs at Rodney Scott BBQ. Stay tuned!

Iris bloom at the Heyward-Washington House 
Beautiful tulips- Heyward-Washington House 








Sunday, March 25, 2018

Recipe-in-a-Flash: Banana Chocolate Chip Cake


Happy Sunday, dear readers!

Hope you are having a great day.

Lovely little recipe for you today: deliciously moist and chocolatey, with a wonderful "sandy" texture - Banana Chocolate Chip Cake. 

From the wonderful cooks over at the New York Times Cooking site, this cake comes together very quickly, bakes in about 25 minutes, and voila, you'll have the perfect snack cake. I photographed it on a paper plate because I think this would be great picnic fare (can you tell I'm desperately seeking spring here?). Warning: this cake can be addictive!

Full recipe below!


Shrimp Bog at The Hominy Grill
I'll be back next week with a recap of our terrific visit to the beautiful city of Charleston. Here's a sneak peek at some of the fabulous meals we enjoyed.

Have a great week!
Delicious Stewed Octopus at Chez Nous
Killer ribs at Rodney Scott's BBQ


Fabulous country ham at Husk
Banana Chocolate Chip Cake
By Melissa Clark YIELD 8 to 10 servings
TIME
35 minutes
PREPARATION
INGREDIENTS
3⁄4 stick/6 tablespoons/84 grams unsalted butter, at room temperature, more for greasing pan
1 cup plus 1 tablespoon/135 grams all-purpose flour
1 1⁄4 teaspoons baking powder 1⁄4 teaspoon fine sea salt
1⁄4 cup/60 milliliters extra-virgin olive oil
1⁄3 cup/80 grams granulated sugar 1⁄4 cup/40 grams dark brown sugar 1 tablespoon molasses
1⁄2 teaspoon ground allspice
1⁄2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 1⁄2 teaspoons espresso or strong coffee, cooled (optional)
1⁄2 teaspoon vanilla extract 1 egg
1 cup smashed ripe bananas (about 2 medium bananas)
Generous 1/2 cup/120 grams bittersweet or semisweet chocolate chips
Step 1
Heat oven to 425 degrees. Grease an 8-inch round cake pan and line the bottom with parchment paper.
Step 2
In a medium bowl, whisk together flour, baking powder and fine sea salt.
Step 3
In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with a paddle attachment, beat butter, oil, sugar, brown sugar, molasses, allspice, cinnamon, espresso and vanilla until just combined. The secret to this cake's texture is to stop mixing before the sugar is dissolved.
Step 4
Use a spatula to mix egg into butter mixture, then stir in flour mixture just to combine. Fold in bananas and chocolate chips. Scrape batter into prepared cake pan and bake until top is golden and sides begin to pull away from pan, about 25 minutes.
Step 5
Let cool for at least 20 minutes (or longer, until completely cooled), then run a thin spatula around the edges to separate from the pan. Invert onto a serving plate. Cake will keep for 1 day, covered.
Adapted from "The Sullivan Street Bakery Cookbook" by Jim Lahey and Maya Joseph (W.W. Norton & Company, 2017)

Monday, August 21, 2017

Great Catskill Mountain BBQ Fest!

Franklin BBQ, Austin
I am so excited to announce that I will be a judge at the Great Catskill Mountain BBQ Fest this Saturday, August 26 in Fleischmanns, NY. This is a Kansas City Barbeque Society (KCBS) sanctioned professional competition and is shaping up to be a terrific event.

There are three separate competitions:
  1. Professional Competition: teams come from all over the country to compete against each other for money and trophies. This contest will showcase the standard four KCBS meats: chicken, ribs, pork, and brisket. 
  2. Fire Company Throw-down: local fire companies go head-to-head (and hose-to-hose) to compete for prize money and a trophy with one meat category: chicken.
  3. “You Be the Judge” - People’s Choice Charity Rib-Off: this is open to all participating (pro and fire company) and all food concession vendors.
Of course, the fest is not just about BBQ. There will be a craft beer tent, plenty of kid’s activities, craft vendors, live music, and other entertainment. Admission is free and all net proceeds benefit the Fleischmanns Park Lighting Project.
Micklethwait BBQ, Austin

As I am a big time BBQ fan, I am really looking forward to my first gig as a judge (and will be studiously reviewing the KCBS rules before the event). If you are a BBQ lover, or just want to take a ride to beautiful upstate New York (the weather forecast is looking good!), put this on your calendar and stop by to say hello (I’ll be the one happily up to my elbows in BBQ!).

Saturday, August 26
11am - 7pm
Fleischmanns Park
242 Wagner Avenue
Fleischmanns, NY



Saturday, January 24, 2015

Weekend+ in Austin!

Franklin Barbecue Brisket

In mid-December, we spent 5 days in Austin – the BBQ capital of Texas. We hadn’t planned to visit Austin this year but due to a change in our originally scheduled trip to South Africa, we (OK, I) needed a get out of town NOW option. Austin, being one of the four BBQ capitals in the US, was always on our list, and last month it moved up to the top.

Where to begin? It’s easy to get overwhelmed with BBQ choices in Austin so pre-trip research is essential. Of course, Franklin Barbecue was a must even though it required logistics worthy of a military campaign (more on that later!). Barbecue, as you might know, is very subjective (dry rub, sauce/no sauce, pork, beef, brisket, ribs, etc) and you can get dizzy trying to figure out how to get to the top places in a finite amount of time. That’s where logistics come in, but as they say, the best laid plans of mice and men…

Franklin opens at 11am every day but Monday. Lines start forming about 8am. They are usually sold out of brisket by 2pm. Our plane was due to arrive in Austin at 12:30. The plan: get the bags, pick up the rental car, shoot over to Franklin (only a few miles from AUS), be eating brisket by 1:30. Ambitious? Yes. Crazy? Maybe. Do-able? Not. Thanks to United Airlines keeping us on the ground in Newark for a “non-safety” maintenance issue well past our departure time. We landed in Austin at 1:00, high-tailed it over to Franklin by 2pm, only to see the “sold out” sign on the door (imagine our very sad, hungry faces). There were still a few people on line inside so we went on in. The very nice hostess explained that we were welcome to stay and order some of the other menu items, but there was no brisket left. We didn’t come all the way from New Jersey and rush like crazy people from the airport to not get Aaron Franklin’s legendary brisket!
 
Micklethwait 3-Meat Plate

Now what? We were starving for barbecue! On to what most barbecue critics and food writers consider to be right up there with Franklin: Micklethwait Craft Meats, conveniently located one mile away. In a parking lot, sits a trailer where you order, another trailer where the smoking magic happens, and a few picnic tables scattered under trees. Besides his brisket and beef ribs, Tom Micklethwait is known for handmade specialty sausage. We settled into a 3-meat plate and ooh’d and aah’d our way to smoky bliss. I gnawed the rib right down to the bone, while my husband went to town on the juicy brisket (of course, I helped), and we saved the sausage for last, which that day was lamb chipotle – the flavor, the texture - wow! They make everything from scratch and it shows. The cole slaw, pickles, the above average white bread that comes with your plate, the creamy potato salad, and (BOOM!) the jalapeno-cheese grits! You know a shop that places so much emphasis on quality ingredients and house made everything, is going to make their own desserts, and I so wanted to try the buttermilk pie they are famous for, but I was at capacity. Next time!
 
East Side King Pork Belly Buns
East Side King Thai Chicken


Friday lunch saw us searching out one of Paul Qui’s Asian fusion spots. Mr Qui was one of F&W Best New Chefs of 2014 so I was keen to try something from his burgeoning empire. Besides Qui, his fine dining restaurant, he has a fleet of food trucks in Austin, and a brick and mortar location called East Side King. Thanks to GPS & Austin’s easily navigable roads, we soon found ourselves at the South Lamar restaurant. We ordered at the counter, found a table, and waited for our food to arrive. First up, Poor Qui’s Buns (roasted pork belly in a steamed bun with hoisin, cucumber kimchi, and green onion) – whoa, stop the presses! Salty, porky goodness wrapped up in a delicate bun – one was definitely not going to be enough! But before we ran back up to the counter, we dove into the Thai Chicken Kara-age (deep-fried chicken thigh, sweet and spicy sauce, basil, cilantro, mint, onion, jalapeno) – oh yeah!! And because we figured we should have some veggies on this meat-centric trip, we ordered the Brussels Sprout Salad (fried Brussels sprouts, sweet/spicy sauce, shredded cabbage, basil, cilantro, mint, onion, jalapeno). East Side King is casual and funky – perfect for lunch.

We met some terrific new friends for dinner at Blackbird and Henry, a restaurant on Guadalupe Street. Run by chef-owner, Mark Schmidt, this restaurant was a hit. I started with the delicious Candied Pumpkin appetizer (diced pumpkin, speck, Maytag blue, and toasted pumpkin seed oil). I had read that one of the highlights of the menu was their rotisserie items (cider-cured pork loin, buttermilk brined chicken, or leg of Texas lamb) so I had to go with one of those. I never order chicken because nine out of ten times, it is white meat and dry, dry, dry. But something told me go with the chicken here and was I ever glad I did. Moist, flavorful, with super crispy skin, and served with seasonal vegetables covered in those glorious rotisserie drippings… My dining companions all loved their dinners, too. For dessert, Frozen Pistachio Parfait (with burnt honey caramel) – outstanding!
Blackbird & Henry Pistachio Parfait

We took a road trip Saturday to Texas Hill Country, but not before a fabulous brunch at the Hotel Ella, a lovely boutique hotel in a building dating back to 1846. Situated near the University of Texas campus, the hotel opened its doors after extensive renovations in 2013. Brunch is served Saturday and Sunday in Goodall’s Kitchen and Bar. I really wanted the Lady Bird cocktail (cream, rum, amaretto, orange juice – good morning!), but since we had a drive ahead of us, I had to pass. Barry, who was conveniently not driving, loved the excellent Bloody Mary made with Dripping Springs vodka. What did we have for brunch? More like, what didn’t we have! People, they offered warm cinnamon-sugar doughnut holes served with soft salted butter and raspberry jam (would I ever pass those up – nevah)! After scarfing every last baby doughnut, I actually had the nerve to order a main dish – Goodall’s take on a breakfast sandwich. Incredible sourdough toast with fried eggs, ham, and Gruyere cheese. I might just have to stay here on our next trip so I’m closer to those doughnuts. After a few cups of good coffee, off we went to hill country!
Hotel Ella Doughnuts


Hotel Ella Breakfast Sandwich
Goodall's Kitchen



About an hour outside Austin our first stop was the LBJ Ranch. Run by the National Park Service, this was a fascinating look into Lyndon Baines Johnson’s childhood, his presidency, and his life after he left office. While the entire property spans 2,600 acres, the NPS manages the 600 acres that encompass the national park (the Johnson family still owns the remaining land, a working ranch). On the tour of the “Texas White House,” I got chills when the NPS Ranger detailed the day President Kennedy was killed and the Secret Service told Vice President and Mrs Johnson (and their staff) that they were now standing in the home of the President of the United States.


Texas White House

After our history lesson, we drove onto Fredericksburg, a little town settled by German immigrants in 1846. I was expecting quaint old-timey shops (think bakeries, butchers, watchmakers, etc), but obviously Fredericksburg has been discovered. Now, granted we visited on a Saturday a few weeks before Christmas, but this town was mobbed! We slowly creeped behind a line of cars down the main street, and drove around a few times before finding a parking space. The sidewalks were jammed with shoppers so we quickly found the Lincoln Street Wine Market, where we settled in comfortably on their outdoor patio with a glass of wine and spent the next hour or so relaxing and listening to a great guitarist/singer.

On the way back to Austin, we decided to sample more barbecue. Many, many publications have written about Salt Lick BBQ in Driftwood. Let me just say, this was like a BBQ Disneyland (and not in a good way). Big parties toting coolers of their beverage of choice (Salt Lick is BYO) wait patiently for their beepers to go off so they can be summoned to the trough of BBQ slop. I can’t tell you how disappointed we were in this place (the food was practically unrecognizable). Maybe Salt Lick once served decent Texas BBQ but those days are long gone. We took a few bites and ran to the car.

Sunday, our last day in Austin. Our last chance to get to Franklin. I was not leaving Austin without Franklin’s brisket. Period.

When we were shut out on Day 1, we noticed a pile of folding chairs stacked near the entrance so we were hoping we could snag two of those when we arrived at 7:45am (remember, dear reader, they open at 11am). We were in luck! While I parked the car, Barry grabbed two chairs and got on line (yeah, there were already people on line – at 7:45!). Obviously the 25 barbecue pilgrims ahead of us were way more prepared. They were playing board and card games, reading the paper, making mimosas, and cracking open beers. But we passed the time talking to the nice folks in front and behind us – a nurse in town for work, an Army guy visiting his girlfriend. As we sat, the line kept growing.
The line at Franklin

A nice young woman comes out about 10am to get an idea of what you’ll be ordering so they can plan appropriately. And then, it’s here, 11am! The doors open and the line starts to snake in. The excitement is palpable as you breathe in the smoky air. As we approached the counter, I didn’t see Aaron Franklin slicing up the brisket (as many articles had recounted), and I thought “uh oh, I hope it’s just as good if he’s not here.” The nice man doing the slicing gave us a small morsel of brisket to sample & I knew everything was going to be ok.

Franklin Barbecue makes ribs, pulled pork, turkey, and sausage, in addition to THE brisket. And I’m sure those things are all very good. But we were not wasting our time or appetite on them. No sir, we came for brisket and brisket is what we shall have!

As we started to order, my husband tapped my shoulder to point Aaron Franklin coming out of the kitchen. As I had tweeted to him (@franklinbbq) earlier in the week, I ran over to introduce myself and he couldn’t have been nicer.
Pinto beans at Franklin

Look at that bark!
The brisket was otherworldly. I know that’s pretty gushy, but it’s true. Everything about this brisket was perfect – the bark (crust), the flavor, the texture, the salt. We gorged ourselves on a pound of brisket, some delish cole slaw, and fabulously creamy pinto beans with shards of that brisket mixed in. Unbelievable.

We rolled ourselves outta there & over to a 90-minute Austin city tour (probably not the best idea after that meal), where we saw all kinds of great stuff that we definitely need to do next time!
 
Austin skyline
We had dinner reservations that evening at LaCondesa (one of Austin’s best Mexican restaurants) but I was in a meat coma and could not eat one more thing (really).

So when we returned home and recounted our story of waiting in line three hours for barbecue, everybody had the same response, “are you crazy, was it worth it?” And I had the same answer for all of them, “definitely, would do it again in a minute!”

If you fashion yourself a barbecue lover, you must go to Austin. Don’t wait, leave now.

We have now been to three of the BBQ capitals in the US (the other two being Memphis and North Carolina). Kansas City, you’re next.