You know what I’m saying. You can smell it long before you see it – tangy, smoky, and slow-roasted. You’ll need napkins, but not for the sauce that gets on your fingers. You’ll need those napkins to wipe away tears of joy as you experience this spectacular repast.
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Can’t even begin to compare St Louis to Texas, if that’s what you’re asking. But between Pappy’s and Bogarts, St Louis has the best ribs I’ve ever had in my life, by a mile.
Texas has the best brisket. St. Louis has the best ribs. North Carolina has the best pulled pork. Georgia has the best chicken. Memphis has the best sauce. But my all time favorite is burnt ends, and you can’t get true burnt ends unless you’re in Kansas city.