I had a hankering. Terri also had one. There's a chain restaurant with the sweetest, best ribs I have ever had. And they have one here. It's called HOUSTON'S, but I've eaten at their places in Houston, Nashville, Los Angeles (Westwood) and now here.
I have been a judge at various ribfests, as part of my radio days. I figure I have sampled at least 30 rib vendors. Houstons wins hands down.
But the odd thing is they bring you the plate, and that's a mighty rack on it. Then, Snap! - the plate is empty and there's a hole in time which would have been where the food was eaten. It - just - happens.
2 comments:
Bob,
I don't see the bones, we're they THAT good? And what about the cole slaw?
Look(ed) like an exellant meal!
Carolyn
(Peterson)
Bones were snapped up by the swooping waiter. They were bare.
Slaw was good but I saved some space for the spiced cheesecake.
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