An Honest Advertisement From That New BBQ Place

Please proceed to the back of a very, very long line. It's worth it.

January 4, 2017 ● 1 min read

Well, HEY, neighbor!

Do you love meat that’s been smoked for hours until finger-licking, fall-off-the-bone delicious?  

Do you love outdoor dining?  

Do you love eating barbecue for breakfast?  

Do you love waiting in line for up to five hours?  

Do you love bringing your own beer (then watching it get warm as you wait in line)?  

Do you love heartburn?

Do you enjoy preparing for a meal by chugging an entire bottle of Pepto Bismol? 

Do you love feeling uncomfortably full, perhaps to the point where you may never want to eat again?  

Do you love vintage, cowboy-themed, potentially problematic wall memorabilia?  

Do you love meat sweats?  

Do you love meat sweats when it is 100 degrees outside, and you are already sweating?  

Do you love sauce stains that you’ll never be able to remove?  

Do you love butt bruises, the kind you can only get from metal stools and aging wood benches? 

Do you love dehydration?  

Do you love smelling of smoke for days, even after you wash your clothes—twice?  


We’re conveniently located in an obscure airstream trailer that is extremely difficult to find in an Uber. Hope to see you soon, but we will be mysteriously closed on Saturdays, Fridays, Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Wednesdays whenever you're craving ribs. Come on by! 

Priya Krishna