Having spent my formative years in Kansas City and many moons in Texas on numerous business trips I know BBQ. I know good BBQ. And while I consider myself a native of Kansas City, I prefer Texas style BBQ even over my beloved KC. The ironic thing is the best BBQ brisket I've ever had wasn't a product of Kansas City or Texas but rather the product of Marco Antonio, a fishing guide from Punta Herrero, Quintana Roo, Mexico. He slow smoked that bad boy for an unholy number of hours, with nothing but salt, pepper and I believe a touch of cumin. Damn thing was like butter. Add to that beer and eating it with sand between my toes and Nova in a bikini all adds up to the best BBQ I've ever had. But your chances of ever having that or even finding Marco are slim to none since he has relocated to Costa Rica so we'll stick to stateside this time around.
I ended up in Decorah so I could help a couple of guys that work for me. Decorah is a 3 1/2 hour drive for me and it's a Monday. Mondays are generally my office days. That and Nova had kept me up half the night talking about how we need to communicate more all because she caught me watching a YouTube video about "How to tell if she's a psycho". I was not in the mood but being the boss sometimes you just do what you gotta do.
I was pleasantly surprised/pissed when I arrived because my guys already had completed 90% of the job. On the one hand, I was happy that I'm smart enough to hire people better than me and on the other a bit pissed because I drove all that way but regardless I thanked them for a job well done and asked them to pick a place for lunch.
The older of the 2 picked BBQ. The younger picked Old Armory. Fine, let's do it.
The Old Armory is located downtown in an extremely cool old building and walking into it you are drowned in a smoky aroma that immediately causes your mouth to water. It smelled like a BBQ joint should smell.
Each one of us ordered the Brisket platter.
1/2 lb of Brisket, jalapeno cornbread, pickles and 2 sides. The sides we got were coleslaw, smoked beans, house BBQ chips, sweet potato tots and red beans and rice.
First up, the cornbread. The cornbread was the star of the show for two of use. It was more like a muffin. Sweet, moist and delicious. The sweet potato tots taste like you'd think sweet potato tots would taste like and in all honesty, weren't that bad but when I think sweet potato I think lots of butter and brown sugar which of course the tots lacked. The chips and were a bit weak on seasoning and the coleslaw was average at best. The red beans and rice were nothing like the red beans and rice I have had anywhere, ever, in my entire life. In my 50+ years on this planet, every time I have ever ordered red beans and rice it has always, ALWAYS been served wet and by wet I mean it has a gravy. This was more like refried beans mixed with rice. It was lifeless and pasty. I suspect that if rice a roni offered red beans and rice it would be like this, only better. I don't even think you can legally call it red beans and rice. Popeyes red beans and rice destroys whatever this stuff is.
Lastly the brisket. Being the fan of Texas BBQ that I am I was excited to learn that their brisket is dry rubbed and smoked for 12 hours which in my mind is 3 hours short but I'll take the heat for the brisket because I ordered it wrong. I appreciate that they do not smother it sauce but rather let the meat speak for itself because to me that shows a level of confidence in the pit masters abilities, however, when I ordered I just said I'll have the brisket platter. What I should have said is I'll have the brisket platter and Id like my cuts to come from the fatty side. Don't get me wrong here. The brisket was alright but the cuts we all received were from the lean side and were, therefore, a bit on the dry side. Each of us had to use liberal amounts of sauce but again, this is on me.
Great atmosphere. Great building. Great smell but overall it did not translate to the food this time around. I'll hit em up again next time I'm in Decorah and order the Brisket the right way and pray to the BBQ gods that whatever the bean smash with rice was was just a mistake. read more