Once upon a time, there was a Dallas BBQ located on University Place by NYU that your editors frequented. In the front of this particular establishment was a gigantic sign that stated that this BBQ was not affiliated with the others. Haters. You could get a Texas size strawberry pina colada here for $4 along with a side of wings and corn bread, with also catching one of your friend’s cheating on their girlfriend. Then, like real pieces of shit, they closed this magic fountain of a restaurant. All hope was lost….
Until we found that a new Dallas BBQ has been opened on 8th Street in the East Village! Though already drunk, Harvey’s Mom, Nora and I just had to stop in, have a drink, and get a taste of the new watering hole. Well, let me tell you, it is exactly the same! We were greeted by one of our favorite servers at another of our haunts, who told us that BBQ now shares the same management. Be still our hearts! We savored the new and improved Texas size drinks, some macaroni and cheese, and some pulled pork while also almost getting into an altercation with several elderly butch lesbians. But that couldn’t get us down!
If you are in the area and feel like a cool down, or frankly, are in Phoenix and need a weekend away, your Editors are going to have to give two thumbs up, even though the food is shit and you will likely be seriously ill afterward! Tell them we sent you, they will have no idea who you mean until you mention the three creeps taking pictures of unknowing families inside, forcing them to call the authorities….