I was craving BBQ one day on my way home from work, and only being a resident in Nashville for a few months, I wasn’t quite sure as to where I should roll the dice on BBQ. The only thing I was vaguely familiar with was Hog Heaven from TV reviews. But it just so happens I don’t live but a couple of miles from one of the many Whitt’s BBQ locations.
When BBQ comes to mind, if you’re at all familiar with the cooking methodology of ‘proper bar-b-que’. There should be the flavor profile of smoke, char, fatty bits that melt in your mouth and that representation of the smoke ring with the contrast of pink, tan and brown meat. I know it sounds complicated but it’s not. Just plain old BBQ 101 and someone clearly let Whitt’s in on the secret. There’s no better way to say it than Whitt’s is simplistically good!
I unwrapped that paper and was pleasantly greeted with the aroma of smoky goodness, and the tender crunch of the slaw, surrounded by that soft bun. So Good. Next time you get the urge for the good stuff, don’t hesitate to stop at one of the “22” locations. Yes, “22”, you don’t have that many BBQ shacks if you’re not doing something right.
Don’t forget to get you’re slaw, but hold the pickle. I don’t feel it’s needed. And No BBQ sauce neccessary!. You will ruin the whole experience and this highlight will be in vain. Slather that stuff on next time you hit Buddy’s. (You know who Buddy is)
By the way, my photography is a work in progress, bear with, Photography isn’t my first LOVE. Food is. Don’t tell the wife!