Hey Cool!

A new outpost of the Sweet Tea Line has been found in DELAWARE of all places! (Well, Southern Delaware) Fritz Schranck fills in the details on Smiths Family Restaurant in Georgetown.

Tell them we say 'hey,' Fritz, and keep to up the good work!

(Wonder how good their smoked pig is?)

UPDATE********Fritz Write In!!

Actually, some of the best pork in the State is available at Where Pigs Fly, a fine little restaurant in our State Capital, Dover.

I didn't see any smoked pig on the Smiths menu, but I'll be happy to go back and check, and even try it if they have it (for your sake, of course).

But of course!

Some of us are more open to the notion of sacrifice than others.

But when a difficult job comes along, it's good to know there are selfless individuals willing to make that sacrifice.

Where Pigs Fly's pulled pork is basically the North Carolina version, with more vinegar than sugar in the BBQ sauce. The sides are good, especially the cole slaw and the baked beans. The ribs come in a couple different sauce options, all of them good.

Pulled pork. Oooooh.

Indeed. It's about 10:30, and I could eat a great big plate of it right NOW!!

Everyone has their peculiar idears about sauce, so it does get to be a bit testy amongst us as to what is best. BUT, one thing that is essential is slow-cooking with hickory wood. You can mess it up however you want, but unless you get you a good hickory fire, it's just not the same. In like manner, Hello Bloggy (scroll down a bit--stupid Blogger is doing its thing) points you to Wallace Barbecue in Austell, Georgia,a legend since 1966, and interestingly enough, located on Bankhead Highway (US 78).

I spent the first fourteen years of my life in a small house on Highway 78 in the western part of Birmingham, and just as Route 66 is called "the Mother Road," 78 is The Barbecue Road. It runs from Washington, D.C. to the Pacific Coast, and was named for Senator John Hollis Bankhead (the grandfather of famed actress Tallulah Bankhead). One of these days, I will drive it in a '64 Vette (no, not a '63--I want a '64 roadster, Tuxedo Black, with a fuelie, four-speed, knock-offs, posi, F40 suspension, and Miss Reba beside me instead of Buz or Linc) and stop at every pig shack along the way.
posted by Terry at 9:03:00 AM