It’s been a month and a half since I last noshed on barbecue. Last time I was in Nashville, TN, and in Rooster Cogburn fashion, it didn’t hold a patch to Texas BBQ.
I was inspired by the Texas Monthly Top 50 BBQ joints some time ago, and I always enjoy the adventure, though there are times when Texas Monthly boogers up their ranking–they apparently like Cousin’s BBQ. I’ve had it and I’ve had better BBQ at Dickey’s, and they serve crap.
Let’s start with the brisket. I ordered both fatty brisket and some from the flat for my less enthusiastic family members. The fat was perfectly rendered and the meat was incredibly tender. I was immensely happy with the flavor, but it’s not as good as Lockhart in Dallas or Black’s BBQ in Lockhart. I also have to say that Bartley’s BBQ in Grapevine, TX produces superior brisket. Regardless, their brisket was noteworthy.
The sausage was also nice. We tried both the regular smoked sausage and the jalapeño/cheddar sausage. Both were enjoyable. The skin had a beautiful snap when you buy into it and the meat had a coarser grind than typical. This sausage was definitely better than average.
While the spare ribs were tender, they didn’t have a lot of flavor. Stanley’s in Tyler, TX is far superior. The beans were adequate. They didn’t taste as if they came straight from a can, but they weren’t stellar, either. Normally, I would gorge on beans, but these weren’t gorge-worthy. Again, Stanley’s beats Pecan Lodge. But if it’s beans you’re after, try Hutchins in McKinney, TX. Texas Monthly gives Pecan Lodge high marks with a 4.0/5.0. Because of the shortcomings, I think I’ll have to award a 3.4/5.0.
I just walked in the door about a half hour ago. It has been a long weekend as the family and I piled into the mommy van and drove to Dallas yesterday. Our main reason to go was because of a homeless outreach we participated in today, but as yesterday was my wife’s birthday, we had a nice lunch at Tolbert’s, then picked up a BBQ and cinnamon roll snack at Bartley’s BBQ, and let the kids swim in the hotel pool.
This was actually the first time we came the day before. On a typical trip, we get up at 3 or 4 am on Sunday, drive to Dallas, and cook for some outdoor friends. Maybe it sounds strange, but as Christians, we try to take the “love your neighbor” commandment seriously. Notice I said try. We are the typical hypocritical Christians that screw things up most of the time, but once in awhile, I hope we make adequate representatives of Christ.
I’m not being facetious. Christians are fallible. Oftentimes, Christians look just like hypocritical unbelievers. (Not that all unbelievers are…face it. We are all hypocrites.) Oftentimes, it is easy to pigeonhole a Christian because he is being compared to God.
Besides, the very best things I might accomplish in my life are nothing but filthy rags I present to my King. I am not looking to glorify myself. My humble efforts are only to point to Jesus.
It’s been less than an hour and the Luoma household is back to business as usual. The kids are fighting and I’m trying to convince them that we should be quiet. By yelling. Did I mention that I was a hypocrite?