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Talkin' 'bout what to fix for supper. Tonight, tomorrow night....

Friday, May 27, 2005

Lots of interest in BBQ

I know I said the last time I wrote on this topic that I wouldn't be doing so again. In fact, I called it "The Last Post on Barbecue." But I've been reading David Plotz's barbecue pilgrimmage diary all week in Slate and so I can't just leave it out there without saying something.

A. The guy disses on Memphis big-time. I'm not sure why he expected to find real West Tennessee barbecue at two of the most touristy restaurants in the city. Sigh. Go with a native next time, will ya?

B. The best part of the whole series is the exchange between the author and some security agents at the Austin airport at the end of his trip. They've caught Plotz with a jar of Kansas City BBQ sauce in his bag and let him have it:


At the Austin airport, I was singled out for a special security screening. The TSA agent fingering through my bag pulled out a jar of barbecue sauce I had bought at Gates in Kansas City. "What's this?" she asked.

"It's barbecue sauce," I said.

"I know it's barbecue sauce. I mean, what kind of sauce is it? I've never seen this kind before."

"It's from Kansas City."

She grimaced at this. Holding the jar like it contained C-4 explosive, she showed it to another screener. "Look, this guy has some kind of barbecue sauce from New York City or something," she told the other screener derisively.

"Kansas City," I weakly interrupted.

She waved me off, then said in an ominous voice. "Now, why would you have that?"

"I was on a barbecue tour," I answered. "I started in Kansas City, and finished here."

"Did you go to Rudy's?" she asked.

I shook my head.

"You came to Texas for barbecue, and you didn't go to Rudy's?" She turned to her partner. "He came to Texas, and he didn't go to Rudy's!" The partner shook his head.

"What about the Salt Lick?" she asked. I shook my head no again. She made a face.

The partner continued the interrogation. "How about the County Line?"

I shook my head.

"Well, where did you go?" the screener asked in an exasperated voice.


Heh. We all have our own ideas on this one, don't we? You're really only happy with your own barbecue. I still don't know how to explain South Carolina mustard sauce, but hey, it's not my barbecue.

4 Comments:

At 8:59 AM, Blogger Summer said...

That exchange in the airport cracked me up!!! And isn't it funny how all of the conversations about bbq - whether they start in Memphis or Kansas City - all end up back in Texas!!! ;-)

We're proud folks I guess...

 
At 11:07 AM, Blogger Tim Morgan said...

Having been to all three Austin area establishments mentioned...the screener had a very valid point.

 
At 6:41 AM, Blogger tom naka said...

I have a restaurant nassau site. It pretty much covers restaurant nassau related stuff. Check it out if you get time :-)

 
At 9:52 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I have a cake recipe site/blog. It pretty much covers cake recipe related stuff.

Come and check it out if you get time :-)

 

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