I’m the first to admit that there’s not a whole lot I’m inordinately proud over concerning my town, but the one thing we’ve got is Barbeque. Not good barbeque. Not great barbeque, but mind-blowingly, soul-shatteringly, mouthgasming barbeque. Slate contributor David Plotz has started a series of columns on barbeque, and he was smart enough to go to the best damn barbeque joint in the world: Oklahoma Joe’s.
What’s your favorite bbq joint?