Next, when Steve eventually makes it to the KC airport to pick me up (he is one hour away on I-70 as I type this), we will head to Arthur Bryant’s, a BBQ Mecca, for some burnt ends. What are burnt ends, the BBQ ignorant ask? The burnt pieces of a brisket smothered with sauce. More later.
Follow my culinary adventures as I explore different regions and cuisines across the United States and, hopefully, around the world. After swearing off four-star restaurants and overly complex dishes, I now seek the pleasure of simple foods that represent the different cultures that, in the end, make us all who we are. Nah. I'm just looking for some good, cheap grub so I can act silly while taking photos and sharing part of me with family and friends!
Saturday, April 4, 2009
It’s a Small World After All
Next, when Steve eventually makes it to the KC airport to pick me up (he is one hour away on I-70 as I type this), we will head to Arthur Bryant’s, a BBQ Mecca, for some burnt ends. What are burnt ends, the BBQ ignorant ask? The burnt pieces of a brisket smothered with sauce. More later.
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