One of the great barbecue joints in Lockhart, Texas. A friend said it was the best but he failed to warn me about being baked alive by the fire. That closeup of the pit is the line when you're dumb enough like me to stand next to it. This is in the summer and I sweated like a dog and a friend cut out and let me hold the line til I was past the fire. The worker dude in the red t-shirt taking orders looked like he was going to pass out. When I came back in March the fire didn't seem so bad and my friends didn't abandon me this time. Quite the entrance with black soot caked on the walls.
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