Commentary
The restaurant smelled like the Texas barbecue of my youth, so of course I was ready for a thrill. I ordered the beef brisket for $20, which is pretty expensive but these are inflationary times.
The plate came. A third of the plate was a giant pile of fried potatoes, cheap food and carbohydrates topped with salt and served with a corn-syrup liquid we call ketchup. Next to that was a giant piece of cornbread, but this is New England so of course they don’t know how to make it right. It’s more like a corn cake sweetened with corn syrup and filled with corn oil. It’s a big piece of processed corn….