Are you sitting down? No, well, get your butt into a chair as I regale you with tales of damn good barbecue.
Now, I'd been eyeing Smoke In The Pit for a few weeks because they're featured in the Resaurant.com app. PSA: They don't accept the certificates as of January 1, 2018. My bestie told me that they had good food one of the occasions where we were gabbing on the phone and I was trying to decide if I was going to cook or go for some grub instead.
I'm kind of picky about my barbecue and thought that Dickey's was pretty good stuff. At least the St. Paul and Eagan locations know how to hook it up. Market Barbecue is hum-drum and don't even get me talking about Rudolph's. So, I hemmed and hawed and didn't give it a chance.
Guess what brought me out of my snobbery? A snow storm! Yep, this Saturday was not really a day for driving about. Well, it was my volunteer cooking day, and I had to get the turkey chili I'd made to my bestie. And, I'm crazy and love driving in the snow. Maybe New York fried my brain after all. LOL!
So, I map out the location and head there. It wasn't an easy drive and I kept telling myself that it better be worth it. I arrive and I scope out the joint. It looks like a little hole in the wall, which raised my hopes that some good food would be coming out of there. Barbecue joints should not look polished and glitzy. If you see a place like that, don't even acknowledge that you saw it. The food will be HORRIBLE.
I walk in and the smell made me weak in the knees. I noticed that it looked like they were closing up, so I was starting to feel a little sad that I'd missed my chance for grub tonight. The owner says that he was thinking about closing right before I walked in the door, as he wasn't expecting any customers because of the snow. I then asked about the certificates and got the hand with the quickness. I said that it didn't matter and ordered three ribs and the rib tips. These are staples to try when checking out a 'que joint.
My mouth was watering something awful as I watched my food being prepared and packaged. I was feeling good about the $25 I'd just spent and was thinking that I'd skip out of the store like a little kid after I got my food.
Well, I made it back to the car (it was an actual chore with the snow) and quickly opened the first container. It was the ribs. Even as good as my driving skills are, I knew that I couldn't drive and eat ribs at the same time. So, I closed it and took out the rib tips. G-d d-mn! I cursed several times after that smoked pork hit my tongue. I almost ran back inside for another set.
I fired up my vehicle, with rib tip in one hand, and started off for home. I cannot tell you the number of tips I ate during the drive of 40 minutes. I didn't care about the treacherous conditions, I was literally in hog heaven.
Now, there is only one thing that wasn't stellar: The Sauce. It tastes like something ketchup based, and I couldn't figure out the style. I ate everything without the sauce, which I'll hook up tonight so that I can dip the rest of the tips and scare my cats again. They'd never heard me growl while eating before.
If you want to really get down with some barbecue, Smoke In The Pit is THE place. They have taken the throne, and I will bow down any time for that delicious goodness. They don't have to worry about whether I'll be back. I might just see if I can find a house nearby so that I don't even have to drive to get it. Oh, and you can get their food delivered by Bite Squad. Go get it. read more