(03-16-2017 11:58 AM)Kaplony Wrote:  All of them. BBQ is like sex. Even when it's bad it's better than anything else.

I think it's like sex in another way as well. I think we tend to look at the BBQ we had for our first time as the best.

When I met my wife's family for the first time, she was still in Germany. When I arrived in North Carolina, their first question was how I felt about BBQ. I was being tested as husband material. They, of course, realized that being from New York I had no idea what good BBQ was, so they took me out to one of their finer dining establishments - Parker's in Wilson, NC.

So vinegar based is always going to be the best for me. The next night I was taken to Wilber's in Goldsboro. About the biggest difference I could tell was that there were more baseball caps on the patrons at Wilber's (mostly John Deere and NASCAR). I assumed that was because Parker's was on the main north-south highway at the time (I-95 wasn't built yet) and had more northerners just passing through.

Clearly, BBQ wasn't just about the food - it was more like a religion.


EDIT: Duh. I-40 wasn't built yet either, but it was I-95 that eventually ran north-south through NC.