Full disclosure: I saw no evidence of barbecue here. But it was so good it’s getting a review anyway; after all, what are rules for if you can’t break them?
In a tiny room off to one side of the Winterport Winery sits one of the best breakfasts in Maine (not to mention lunch and dinner). We passed up Dysart’s for this, and we were not disappointed. (more…)
I know what you’re thinking: Barbecue — in Arlington?! Well, it just goes to show: You shouldn’t judge based on your preconceptions. That’s right: Texas Jack’s does good ‘Cue.
If you don’t know where Arlington is, “Pentagon” and “Blast Radius” may remind you. In the shadow of our nation’s capitol, this mega-suburb was originally part of the District until Virginia took it back after decades of of mismanagement and neglect. It’s a hodgepodge of skyscrapers, hotels, million-dollar postage-stamp houses, Reagan National Airport, and more Starbucks per square mile (more…)
The Washington D.C. Beltway is the deadliest stretch of highway in North America. It goes from two lanes up to twelve, often without warning, and connects I-95 with half a dozen commuter highways, none busier than I-270. Here, lawyers and lobbyists come together and kill each other daily while playing bumper-tag in Audis, Beemers, Priuses, and Teslas. Some would say that’s the best public service they’ll ever perform in their abbreviated lives, but who am I to judge? All I’ll say is this: Never ever but never take these roads during rush hour.
Fortunately, the Black Hog is open at 11am daily, and Urbana (just off I-270) is only one of three locations — the best, though the two in Frederick come close. Here can be found some of the best ribs, sauces, and barbecue in the world. They’ll serve your ribs wet or dry (more…)
When there’s no parking left because of all the local cars, when the smell of the seafood drives you nuts while you’re in line to get seated, and where there’s an actual shrimp boat tied up to the dock outside — that’s where you go to get good food.
Darien is a little town in Georgia with a big history and a wildlife sanctuary, but that’s not what we’re talking about here. Instead, we’re talking about fresh-caught Georgia shrimp (more…)
It’s an unlikely place for wonderful coffee — a tiny repurposed Florida house, beige and unassuming. And yet… wow.
Pre-Starbucks, there wasn’t a coffee shop on every corner. You could go a ways before you found the nearest Krispy Kreme or Dunkin Donuts, and even then the coffee was pretty basic — bland and ordinary, and usually weak as dishwater. But then came the coffeehouse movement of the early 90s, which introduced the joys of espresso and latte to the American public.
Jet City opened up in Tampa back then and has been going strong (more…)
Not too many places have earned the distinction of having a review up on the Not Fake News. Peebles has managed to be the first.
I first heard of this place from my grandmother, who was coming here for the Q before I was born. Fancy it ain’t; the menu is short, the flatware plastic, the cups styrofoam. But the ribs and smoked meats are the real thing and have been for about sixty years. And that slaw alone is worth the price of admission.
There are two downsides: The lines are long, and there’s no air conditioning. Plus side is, early evening after the sun sets and the crowds go away, the breeze blows through and you can sit back in the shade chawing down on some of the best Q in the state of Florida, and sucking down the sweet tea.
These are the fourth-best ribs I have ever had in my life, and I’ll be back. Meanwhile, if you want to try it — and you do — Peebles will be open Labor Day to Memorial, Thursday through Saturday, 11am to 9pm.