Something only a mean person would do...
So right before I headed out the door at lunch today, my cell phone rings. Well it hardly ever rings as I have this hatred of talking on the phone and the number of people who have my current number isn't that many. I more use the phone for a clock than anything else. So back to my tirade. so my phone rings. It is a friend from Texas (Johnny) who wanted to call and tell me what he had for lunch (Dickie's BBQ). He just happened to be in the Dallas-Ft. Worth area for work, and happened to be near a Dickies and so he just had to tell me all about it.
For those of you are wondering why I am posting a blog about a phone call to tell me about BBQ, need to be informed of my obsession with 'good' BBQ. I spent a good deal of time once I got my driver's license searching for good places to eat that were within a reasonable distance from home. Some time after high school I got into this BBQ and down home cooking phase, and spent a good portion of each weekend driving around looking for restaurants to eat at. I found Dickie in the interim, and fell in love with the food. It wasnt 'BBQ cookout' quality of food, but it was pretty good, ready to order food that never took too long to order. I really liked the sauce.
So over the years I began taking people to the various places that I had found or had been told of. I can remember various trips to Austin and Dallas and trying to get people to stop at Dickies to eat, but for the most part to no avail.
Even when I was in Texas I wanted to eat at a couple of places I had missed over the past year (I have this thing for Chicken Fried Steak), and I ended up going to a BBQ place, but not to Dickies as it was out of the way for the terms of the week.
Well I made mention the other day that I was looking for some good BBQ to Johnny. You know brisket and sausage. I find that when you dont have both beef and pork it really isnt BBQ, it just isnt the same. Well anyway today the bastard called and told me that he went to one of my more favorite places to eat BBQ and had to rub it in...like pouring salt in an open wound...it hurts...
Okay I guess I can et over the tirade now....