The plant cafeteria had a special superbowl tailgate barbecue lunch yesterday, and I couldn’t resist. It wasn’t at all bad. Besides lots of ribs (and that was after I told the cook, “I’m a small guy, give me a small batch of ribs”) there was cornbread, baked beans, cole slaw, and corn. I would have been delighted with it, except that the family had decided that we were going out to dinner to celebrate my birthday (two weeks after the fact, as it happened), and I had chosen to go to Bob’s Southern Bistro, the former Bob The Chef’s, so I could get barbecue. I would have preferred to spread my rib consumption out more.<\/p>\n
Less than half of my reason for wanting to go to Bob’s is the barbecue. The rest is the side dishes and dessert. There are other places that have decent barbecue in the Boston area (notably Blue Ribbon in West Newton, and Charley recommends Redbones in Davis Square), but I don’t know any other source of good collard greens, blackeyed peas, or sweet potato pie. Except for times that I get to choose where we go to eat, or if I try to cook blackeyes myself (a losing proposition in a kosher kitchen) I’ll never get any of those. So, even though I left over some of the main dish, I ate my vegetables.\n<\/p>\n
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The plant cafeteria had a special superbowl tailgate barbecue lunch yesterday, and I couldn’t resist. It wasn’t at all bad. Besides lots of ribs (and that was after I told the cook, “I’m a small guy, give me a small batch of ribs”) there was cornbread, baked beans, cole slaw, and corn. I would have … <\/p>\n