Seems like most people these days are cleaning out email inboxes and getting ready from time away from the digital box. Here are a few items that have come across and caught my eye for one reason or another.
Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Feliz Navidad, Happy Hanukkah, Super Kwanza and Festivus for the rest of us. We’re off to San Angelo for time with family and mountain bike trails.
Kir and Lloyd invited us to join their friends (Ed and Katie from Portland) for a trip to the world famous Louis Mueller’s BBQ in Taylor. About 35 miles outside of town, this joint gets about 80% of it’s business from “the big city”.
The walls are black from smoking the meat in house every day for six hours. Business cards. Signs. Pictures. All black. Even the bathroom had some funky smoke drippings on the wall (see below).
The brisket is the best I’ve ever had. It’s served dry (sauce on the side) and the only rub they use is salt and pepper. This guy really liked it, too. So did James Beard.
If you come to Austin to visit, we’re going here:
The counter. Walk up. Tell em your choices. Wax paper on a tray – no plates.
My new business card amongst a bunch of smoked ones. I wonder what it’ll look like next time.
PJ had fun. He’ll enjoy the food some day.
Those Englishmen are fast.
The restroom in the new section next door had 30-foot ceilings and some weird dripping pattern (I assume from the smoking).