Barbecue

Fette Sau

Fette Sau

I'm not really certain why they gave this thing a German name, as there seems to be little German about it. Instead it's kind of a combo of Cooter's garage and ...
Hill Country

Hill Country

This is like the Katz's Deli of barbecue places, and it's not just the brisket that makes it so. Wait your turn with your Chilis-like beeper, and once you're be...
Hog Pit II

The Hog Pit (II)

Moving up from The Meat Packing District to Chelsea is a weird move for this honky-tonk barbecue joint. Ignore the fact it now sits directly across the street f...
Sawa BBQ

Sawa BBQ

There are certainly some weird "fusion" places out there, but this is amongst the strangest. Actually fusion isn't the correct word at all, as Sawa doesn't ...
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The Hog Pit

Reopened: The Hog Pit II The last thing I would ever expect to see at a redneck barbeque place is a gay softball team. But there they were. Proving the old ...
Mara's Homemade

Mara’s Homemade

I really couldn't tell you the difference between Arkansas, Alabama and Louisiana barbecue. I imagine it all involves pig and stuff, but other than that I d...
Blue Smoke

Blue Smoke

I must admit that I have trouble keeping my ribs straight. No, I don't mean I walk all funny and shit; it's just that I can't tell my spare ribs from my baby ba...
Daisy May's BBQ

Daisy May’s BBQ

How we even found this place is beyond me. After trekking to the outer-limits of the Isle of Manhattan (through a rainstorm no less), we finally arrived at ...
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Texas Texas

There's nothing like a little Southern flavor in the middle of every epileptic's nightmare, Time Square. Assumedly constructed to draw in foreign tourists w...