HG has been a happy boy these last days chomping down on some authentic, down-home barbecue. It all started with the joyous Super Bowl party in front of pal David F.’s giant TV screen. David’s son-in-law, Jonathan, has an avocation as a barbecue caterer. The party was the gluttonous recipient of his skills. Armed with tequila and beer, HG had a lavish plate of pulled pork, chicken thighs and drumsticks – all smokily delicious. (Philadelphia’s triumph was the sweet dessert). Brought home a doggy bag of pulled pork for another happy BBQ meal. Yesterday, HG/BSK had to be in Albuquerque for some errands. BSK touted Rudy’s Barbecue and Country Store as equal (almost) to HG’s BBQ fave, Tyler’s in Amarillo, Texas. As always, BSK was right. Rudy’s is spacious (eat in or take out) and efficient. The long waiting line is handled with a swift assembly line precision. The food is great. HG/BSK ordered juicy brisket (outstanding), meaty pork ribs, baby back ribs, jalapeño sausage, baked beans, cole slaw, potato salad. An hour after the order HG/BSK were at their dinner table exhaling happy sighs between bite. Yes, folks, there’s more to Albuquerque than “Breaking Bad” and “Better Call Saul.”
Hi Gerlad – wait, you can write about brisket without writing about ME?!!! Well, that is not a good thing. But love that your are diving into the best things in life – which you have done all your life! Missing you and wishing that we could brisket together (Brisket is a verb. Not everyone knows that.)
BIG hugs and burnt ends!
Apologies. I was concentrating on Bar-Bee-Q. Writing about brisket without mentioning stylish and witty Stephanie is unthinkable.