I went to Austin in early March with my brother and will provide this brief beef summary of our BBQ-eatin' adventure.
Day One:
Smitty's - Overall favorite. Barebones front room where you order, then cafeteria-style dining hall. BBQ sauce, though fine, was not a focal point - you had to go up and request it. Let's hold up a sec because this is important. You see, in Austin, the focus is pretty much solely on the meat. In other cities, it's on the sauce AND the meat. Anywho, Smitty's had moist and flavorful brisket, GREASY and snappy links, and tender, smokey ribs.
Black's - Dinosaur beef rib that ejaculated richness to the point of nausea. Jalapeno cheddar links that assaulted and insulted my palate. Brisket that was pret-ty, pret-ty good. Moist, melt-in-your-mouth texture while still maintaining some chew and structure. The brisket was Black's saving grace (to me). The decor seemed less Austin-y to me (as cheesy as those damn links!), which I realize is a ridiculous argument considering how it's an institution and all. Well, big whoop; it still reminded me of Famous Dave's.
City Market - Most interesting sauce. It looked like a dull orange paint and had a beautiful tanginess to it. This place came highly recommended by PIGMON, which is like receiving a cocktail recommendation from a high school freshman, but I listened anyway. Brisket was dry as the Atacama desert. Luckily, their wild sauce saved it. Links and ribs needed no saving, though I'd be lying if I said I didn't dunk a rib once or twice
. Also, I have to say that City Market felt like the most authentic gathering of Texans. It's far enough off the beaten path that I think tourists stay away for the most part. But, then again, whuhddo I know? I'll defer to Robert Quincy Lopata about this...
Day Two:
Franklin BBQ - Did this take 3 hours of my time? Yes. Did I have to wake up early to make this happen? Yes. Did I line up before 10a? Yes. Were there already tons of people ahead of me in line? Yes. And that, compadres, is the problem with Franklin BBQ. Lots of hype = lots of people trying to get through that door even on a random Tuesday morn. What I can say though is that it was worth it. It was probably, item for item, the best barbecue I had in Austin. You'll notice though that it holds the number 2 slot in my ranking below, NOT the number 1. Why is this? Well, because at the end of the day, you can drive to Lockhart, eat excellent barbecue and make it back to Austin in the time that it takes you to visit Franklin BBQ.
Aaron Franklin is like Doug Sohn to me. When you finally make it up to the counter to order, he smiles and chats with you and paces everything just right. He's got the table timing down pat. You read a lot about him being this badass brisket boss, but he's just as deft at hospitality. As my brother and I ordered, he managed to strike up a conversation about string theory, kiss his wife Stacy, fix his glasses, dance the Charleston, assemble our meats, and throw in some bbq turkey on the house. We had literally zero interest in the turkey, but I'll be damned if it wasn't one of the most succulent, flavorful pieces of turkey I've ever had. Without me going into detail describing each item that we ordered, just know this: you're safe ordering anything. I'd skip the sandwiches solely based on the fact that they take up lots of valuable tummy real estate.
Lastly, Franklin BBQ is filled with rubes. So, be prepared.
Overall Ranking:
1. Smitty's
2. Franklin BBQ
3. City Market
4. Black's
Lastly, if you want to do Austin right:
GO TO UCHI FOR A NICE MEAL.
GO TO GOURDOUGH'S FOR A DOUGHNUT.
GO TO WEATHER UP FOR A COCKTAIL.
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backorforth on April 9th, 2013, 1:18 am, edited 1 time in total.
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