Friday, May 16, 2008

Friday's Meaterie Review - The Salt Lick Barbecue, Driftwood, Texas

This is not only the best barbecue joint in the whole dang world, but the best meaterie as well. It is possible that by writing about this in my first installment of my meaterie reviews that I am shooting my wad and that subsequent reviews won't be as significant. However, I felt that to not honor the Salt Lick as my first review would be to do it, and you, a great disservice.

The Salt Lick is just a short drive south of Austin, Texas. Just follow the smells. It is a family oriented bbq joint with extra long picnic benches to accomodate your whole clan or small militia. They offer an all-you-can-eat option known affectionately as "family style" which will provide you with the three meats (brisket, ribs, and sausage) as well as potato salad, slaw, beans, bread, pickles, and onions.

All meats are cooked the only way true barbecue should be, with a dry rub and smoked with indirect heat. Sauce is on the side to be added afterward. But the sauce is not to be ignored at the Salt Lick. I could honestly drink it out of a glass by itself. Not exactly thirst quenching, but delicious nonetheless.

But, obviously, the most important part of any bbq joint is their meat. And the Salt Lick's is unequaled. The brisket is tender and moist and flavorful. There is no need for the drinkable sauce but a small amount enhances it to harmonious proportions. The sausage is firm, not mealy, and rivals any of the central Texas legends from Elgin. And the ribs are heavenly. I don't put sauce on these. I don't have the time.

I am told there are poultry options available and that they are excellent. But I refuse to go to the Salt Lick and not order family style. It's just against all I believe in.
If you decide to head down to Driftwood for the best meat in the land and you like a cold beverage of the alcoholic variety, then please note that the Salt Lick is BYOB. Coolers on wheels are the norm.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Dear Inventor of the Playskool Simon Says Sit N' Spin

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck Youuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!

Lady Twist Was Robbed

And if you know what that means than you know I'm talkin' bout Ego Trip's Miss Rap Supreme on VH1.

Now before I get into the specifics, please understand that I don't generally care for what the kids call "reality shows." For the most part they are just repetitive, overedited, bollocks that prey on simpletons desperate for a snippet of fame (not unlike bloggers) and pander to the lowest common denominator of citizens who mostly just tune in to watch for potential train wrecks.

That being said, If the reality show in question has some semblance of competition based on contestants having actual skills (not just a willingness to publicly humiliate themselves) than I can tolerate it more readily. And, on occasion there is a show that I even kind of like. Miss Rap Supreme is one of them.

I'm not gonna explain the whole thing to you, but the basic rundown is there's a bunch of lady rappers who live in a house together and perform different hip hop challenges as presented to them by MC Serch and Yo-Yo.

Lady Twist was by far one of the cleverest lyricists on the show. She could rhyme words you never knew were supposed to rhyme. Her verses were always intelligent, witty, and on point. Her one flaw (at least as far as Reality Shows go) was that she didn't create or get in the middle of drama. She was asked to write and perform a verse about drama including at least four bars about drama within the house. Her rhyme was good but since she wasn't a part of any house drama she had to rhyme about other folks in the house but she left out specific details like names and such. So even though she had been strong to this point they ended up droppin her for only one sub-par verse. Bullshit. She never stumbled on her rhymes, she always brought strong stage presence, and she may have been the smartest lady on the show. Unfortunately brains and neutrality don't win you points at the Fembasy Suites.

Serch and Yo-Yo made a huge mistake tonight. I'll miss ya, Lady Twist.