[CH] I met 'the man'
Schoenbacher, Anton (Anton.Schoenbacher@wwireless.com)
Sun, 19 Apr 1998 23:18:00 -0700
Its saturday morning (late) and I'm shaking off
what's left of my hangover from the bbq last night.
My good buddy calls me and says he has to go into
Bellevue (Seattle suburb) for a couple of things.
I says 'well since we're gonna be over there we
HAVE to go to Dixies BBQ and meet the man'. Even
though I just ate breakfast, I could still make
more room. You have to see this place to
appreciate it, its the only bbq/autoshop I have
ever seen. A few tables in the parking lot, I'm in
line deciding on my poison and was interupted by a
way thick southern accent, it took me a while to
realize what was said to me. I orderd my
sandwhich, as I noticed a whole freezer devoted to
ice cream bars ? seems kinda strange I thought.
We were outside eating when some guy askes me if I
know the man. I said no, as I notice the cast iron
pan in his hand, the contents of which is 'the
man', he takes about 1/2 teaspoon on my sandwhich
and says for me to taste a TINY bit first. OH YEAH
!!! My weekend is complete, got another spoonful
on my sandwhich and I was GOOD TO GO ! Needless to
say I figured out what the ice cream was for. My
lips stopped burning after a couple of hours, I'll
be back.
If your ever in the area put Dixies at the top of
your list.
--Anton--