quote:Originally posted by Stogie
Hey, TJ......
What about Gary Burbank's joints? Are they still around? They used to be great about 20 years ago....mid 80's.....when they first opened. He took a year off and traveled the south in search of the perfect BBQ. I used to buy the mustard sauce and bring it home in big quart styrofoam containers.
Any comments?
Stogie
My understanding from an acquaintance that knows Gary is that he just got tired of running the things. The quality is so uneven, because some of the joints were franchised (the one in Eastgate and the little one in Mt. Lookout for instance). The only one he really took an interest in was the original near Tri-County. And that's a franchise joint too, now....
I've had Pit to Plate and BBQ Revue. My employer brought in Pit to Plate for our Christmas/State of the Company meeting this year and I was sold. Great stuff.
BBQ Revue is a family favorite for us. Although the sauce is oddly seasoned -- TJ? I haven't been able to identify that distinctive taste. Is it celery seed, you think? That's the only thing I've come up with. The ribs are great, by the way -- meaty, smoky, fall-off-the-bone tender.
As TJ alluded, I'm a longtime hater of the so-called "Ribs King" at the Montgomery Inn, where you are not only served livestock, you are treated like livestock. I'll only add this: If it hasn't seen wood smoke, it isn't BBQ, the The Inn
boils its ribs.
Thanks for the tip on the Sharon Road place. I've got to try it.
Finally, a nebulous and somewhat hazy recommendation. Somewhere in Lincoln Heights, there's a place called The Country Preacher. It's in a ramshackle house in a so-called "bad" part of town. It's only open Thursday through Saturday (or at least it was when I was going there). And for five bucks you can get the soul food meal of your dreams. Brisket, Boston butt, ribs, roasts grilled over wood fires and boldly sauced and spiced. Four side dishes, including gooey rich Mac/Cheese, porky greens, frenetically seasoned black-eyed peas, baked tomatoes, green beans, squash, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes etc., etc., etc. You enter the front door and stand in the dreary battered living room area, which looks into a kitchen where all is being cooked on the two largest stoves you've ever seen, including an immense cauldron of a skillet with gorgeous sizzling fried chicken. Order, carry out, and eat. It's glorious. For four years when I worked in Blue Ash, the Preacher was a Friday tradition for us all.....I'm going to have to try to find it again.....