i know it all sounds very drastic and negative but it is the truth on that day. i would love to have loved it and i will give the meat another try but damn it was not good. i trust mr. pink's views but i had a terrible meal and so did everyone at the table. it was seriously the worst pulled pork i have ever had. it was almost humorous. i know most of my posts are fairly critical but i have no overly critical bones without reason. maybe it was a one day snafu. the rub was so heavily applied to the ribs it was almost cough inducing. i can see how the meat could go awry (2 in one visit though???)- uncommon meat, miscue in timing on the cook, too long in the hold box, the possibilities and variables are fairly endless. it is the sides that are inexcusable. that is just a failure in conception and execution. i considered saying something but what is it worth? there was a line out the door.
nashville is still struggling. of those pitmasters in the article how many of them are actually consistently putting out really good bbq at their restaurants? my scale of success rates as follows; martin's 85% (ribs are the downfall along with weak beans), jim-n-nicks 85-90%, edley's 30% (remove the deck from their 12 south location and you drop to 15%), jack's 15% (pressed turkey loaf? pieces parts). i went to peg leg last friday for lunch and i was excited to try it for the first time. so excited that i asked 4 people to meet me there to celebrate the potential downtown-ish bbq revival. we ordered ribs, pulled pork, chicken wings, baked beans, green beans, slaw and mac and cheese. the wings were really great. everyone enjoyed them but nobody had anything good to say about them. reason being we were all too busy stuffing our faces with them. after that the turds begin to fall from the sky. i have not had gray, mushy, soggy wet pulled pork (actually it was so decimated that it could not be pulled but rather scooped) since my work christmas party was catered by whitt's. i am not joking. the worst part was that the peg leg porker himself called our order out. he saw this slop leaving his kitchen and did nothing about it. any self respecting purveyor of any product would have pulled the defective product from the shelf and put it in the trash. we ordered two plates of pulled pork and only 3/4 of one order was eaten. i am not being overly dickie either. it was a shame. the sauce was a dead ringer for A1 with slight alteration. could be great on beef but did nothing to compliment pork at all. on to the ribs- way overcooked and dry. to add insult to the dryness of the rack it was generously dusted with a very bitter, salt free rub that might have been red sand. 6 bones with meat on them left on the table due to lack of interest from the diners. maybe the person taking my order thought i said rib jerky instead of rack of ribs? were sides ever mentioned in any of these bbq articles? that is the death of almost every bbq joint. lack of experience in the kitchen. lack of finesse. lack of being able to recognize flavors. lack of ability to cook non-meat items. cooking at the smoker is only part of the experience in the equation of great bbq. peg leg's sides were middle of the road at best. the baked beans were passable yet forgettable. the smoked green beans had no trace of smoke and were obviously poured out of a can into a steam pan. why serve them? the mac and cheese was unremarkable and the slaw was without flavor all together. is nashville one big incestuous food circle jerk? people were lining up out the door to get this food. jesus christ. is it easy to run a restaurant? not at all. it consumes your time, your efforts, your life so why go to all the trouble and through all the heartaches only to put out passable food? as we were leaving peg's we walked past a trophy case expecting to see 'participant' on the awards. hate coming down on the place like this but of our $45 worth of food probably $25 was dropped in the trash. was it inedible? no. was it good? not enough. sorry to be a bummer but there needs to be some accountability to all of this sensationalized food jibjab. so many glowing reviews of mediocrity. c'mon lemmings !!!!!! break free like freddie mercury.
it's funny to me that a show called 'you ought to know nashville' is featuring a transplant restaurant that has been open about 13 minutes in nashville. is food fucked?
las americas, the woodlands, miss saigon, j. alexanders, arnold's.
unfortunately, not unlike Doyle Hargraves being unable to eat around midgets and antique furniture, I am unable to eat around tattoos and backwards trucker hats. i believe there is a name for the affliction but I can't think of it.
i think this list pairs great tasting food with value. j. alexanders might be a wild card but it is always a consistent experience from the quality of the food to the professional service. no lackey, surly, greasy, 15 passenger van touring, sorry excuse for a waiter/ress allowed in the house there.
las americas is listed first on purpose.
mr. pink- you got the diamonds? i assure you that i am hung like a tater tot which proves my point even more so. i ain't swinging too far and i am still banging the heck out of nashville bbq joints. george carlin must have foreseen my comment here when he said, ' i have never fucked a 10 but i have fucked 5 2's.' to me that is what nashville has to offer- quantity over quality in spades in almost everything these days.
local foodie- 'nowville'!!!!! you are my favorite for that. i wish i had thought of that one. but why do you hate to agree with dickie? dickie has a good record of quality control-isms.
why do people put "dickie" in quotes?
martin's will kill it regardless if they are selling perfect pig or swine shit. doesn't matter in nashville. look at edley's success. i have had better bbq from whitt's than edley's and they are full all the time. lowest common denominator food for people who want to belong to something. as someone who is anti-affiliation to a detriment (unfortunately, being anti-affiliation affiliates me with other people who are anti-affiliates) i see the food craze of the now for what it is- fad. we all gots to eat but lets keep our eyes on the prize....7:15am tomorrow morning. constitute!
i think the trumpets and angelic choir might just be the fat lady singing. you can't turn around in nashville without your dick hitting at least 3 bbq joints. might be time for a cease fire (or cease smoke in this case) on the bbq joints. six bucks and my left nut says the quality at martin's bbq worldwide will decline but does that matter in nashville? inquiring minds want to know.
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