"After being closed for an entire week, you'd think they would be well-prepared, but we were sadly mistaken. Not only was there no brisket—arguably the most popular dish at a BBQ restaurant—but they also had no beer available. To make matters worse, they only had two racks of ribs left, starting with just four for the night, and they weren't even back ribs but side ribs. We ended up ordering the last remnants of ribs and a hash that turned out to be a watery blend of white rice and emulsified pork, scattered with bits of canned pineapple. The most disappointing aspect was that the baked beans, which tasted like they came straight from a can, ended up being the highlight of our meal. It takes a unique kind of skill to be this disappointing, and I have to give them credit; reaching this level of failure is an accomplishment in its own right."
