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Smitten with Smitty’s
Okay, I only THOUGHT I didn’t like Texas ‘cue, but I was wrong wrong wrong. I don’t like mediocre Texas BBQ. Smitty’s —that glorious Lockhart institution— is incredible. It’s what angelmeat must taste like. Lovely, smoky, angelmeat.
I had never been to Smitty’s, or in fact any place LIKE Smitty’s. You order your meat by weight in the smoke room, where they have an open fire and long cast-iron smoking pits, and where the men behind the counter who look for all the world like Hephestus slice your meat onto a sheet of butcher paper. This isn’t gimmick butcher paper, it’s the real thing. You take your meat and your extra-refined-for-goodness squishy white bread and head into the dining room that looks like a honky tonk refectory, with long tables and people of all makes and models eating with their fingers and drinking Big Red. You “git you a drank,” hunker down and dig in.
There are no forks and few napkins, and, as my pals Amy and Ben discovered after devouring our two pounds of “Fat beef,” you can write your name in the grease left on the table.
Always the sign of a good establishment.
So thank you, dear readers, for your suggestions. My next question…where can I get good carnitas?
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By stevear
January 31, 2007 10:12 AM | Link to this
We who respond to your blog won't know the "best" carnitas, i doubt most could describe them, for that knowledge is the domain of the real Mexican; ask the underpaid crew cleaning up your mess as you head out to kill the jones.