It had been another successful Memorial Day weekend. ZZ Top had played Carb Day and this year’s Indy 500, while brutally hot, featured another stirring finish. However it was time to leave the bosom of the
The last time I was in
After finding a seat near the kitchen, I sat unattended for a good five minutes. I immediately felt a sense of déjà vu, but I overheard one waitress telling another to take care of my table. Soon, I was brought my drinks and a menu, making this experience already miles ahead of the other.
With my order in, I held my breath wondering if it would be another hour wait for terrible bbq. Thankfully, the real Neely’s and a very helpful waitress made it a short wait. The first dish on the table was another order of Bar-B-Q Spaghetti.
Last time, Aaron had described this as “perfect stoner food” and that still stands. It’s an interesting combination of spice, bbq sauce, and Italian seasonings. I’m still not completely sold on the idea but I can see its virtues.
A few bites revealed a hot and fresh order of ribs with a smoky and slightly spicy flavor from the sauce. Thankfully the ribs were not overcooked as they still needed a little tug to pull the meat from the bone.
The last of my three dishes was a Large Chopped Shoulder Sandwich.
The toasted bottom bun was a nice touch, the pork was tender and quite flavorful, and the coleslaw provided a great crunch. The sauce, while tasty and with more of the head and spice, was not enough for this size sandwich. I can never seem to get that right; it’s either feast or famine when it comes to bbq sauce on a pork sandwich.
Completely full of pork and with a few to go items, I hit the road back to