In Other Words: BBQ’s Is for Lovers
The only thing that raised my spirits during hours literally being numbed by boredom (and possibly pinched nerves) on a wooden jury duty bench was Precious actress, Gabourey Sidibe’s mention of Dallas BBQ in a New York article:
“This one guy, I’ve deleted his number. I would text him at 7 p.m., and he’d be like, ‘I’m at BBQ’s.’ But the thing is, you don’t go to BBQ’s with your boys, you go with a girl. Then he’d call me at eleven. I’m like, ‘Why don’t you call me at six when you’re ready to go to BBQ’s?’”
Hey, I’ve been to BBQ with both genders. Platonic? Romantic? People in all types of relationships can enjoy a good onion loaf and Texas-sized Blue Bull.
This morning, double happiness: no jury duty and Ed Levine’s review of Dallas BBQ on Serious Eats. Chains are hot!
I just realized I haven't updated my take on Dallas BBQ since 2002 (and I've certainly been there since)–this needs to be rectified.