Roadside Review: Route 2 Barbeque

“Throw down that tool belt dawg – we’ve got to leave right now!”

I thought that Jay’s cheese had slid clean off his cracker.  With white-knuckle anticipation, I clung to my side panel as the old ford sped through town. 

We arrived to the distinct aroma that can only be found in the fusion of slab meat, rusty metal, and hardwood smoke.  No foundation had caved in.  No pipe had busted.  No building was up in flames.  It was the Route 2 Barbeque Man.  And he was cooking up a storm.

“Y’all got two choices - the dinner special or the sandwich”

The difference is in the details.  We should have gone with the dinner.

Don’t get me wrong… 

The rib sandwich was delectable; half part perfectly seasoned meat, quarter part brow sweat, quarter part love, three quarters soul, and more smoke than a phish concert.

The real sway in the balance, however, is the homemade potato salad.  Which happens to come with the dinner and not the sandwich.

Still, at ten dollars a meal you can’t beat this culinary treat.  The price seems a little high for a roadside stand but the money goes to a good cause -the chef is also a pastor and partial proceeds benefit his church.

So next time you are headed out of town on Route 2, stop by and see the Reverend.  Tell him Habalis converted you.