Greg and Jim's
chopped pork barbecue is merely outstanding. Great
smoke, great sauce, plenty of browns (outer pieces).
beans though are the best I've ever had. I asked
the cook, "My mother's recipe," That makes the recipe at
least a hundred years old. A local added, "That
recipe is older than all of us." It's got meat in
it - I didn't ask what kind. And "all sort of
other things." No way I was even going to
get a hint of the recipe.
I was staying in
Forest City. Headed to Colt, a few miles away, for
diner at a restaurant that looked interesting. It
never happened. When I pulled into the
restaurant's parking lot I smelled barbecue.
Looked across the street, saw the big sign. Kept
going and parked next to a pickup truck with a dog
waiting in the bed.
Inside it is mostly
a grocery. There's a deli case and counter on the
right, for ordering and a row of booths along the left
for sitting and eating. In between, groceries.
The first three
booths were filled with locals. Seemed like a
regular late afternoon get together. The
conversation ranged from squirrel hunting to swamps to
tractors leaking oil. Can't get much deeper into
It is a discovery
like Greg and Jim's that keeps me looking. These
places are out there they just have to be found.