Right before I got on the plane from Connecticut to Texas, well, the night before (and I left EARLY the following morning, so I’m sticking with “right before” in spirit) one of the chefs I work with impressed upon me the importance of the opportunity to eat good BBQ while down in Texas. The chef took this job seriously, and I’m glad he did.
The amazing brisket sandwich I had at Meat U, was soft yet flavorful, hints of smoke and caramelized, just-burnt ends, in harmony with tangy, spicy house-made BBQ sauce, was the trip to flavor heaven one imagines when they close their eyes, and think, “Texas.” Well, maybe not in the imagination of a vegetarian.
My cat probably thinks he could take down a cow (spoiler alert: he cannot) and just like him, I probably thought I could eat a whole brisket sandwich, potato salad, and slices of jalapeno-cheddar sausage. Spoiler alert: I could not. Everything is bigger in Texas, including my eyes, compared to my stomach.
All that being said, I would order the same way again, as that sausage was spicy, snappy, perfection. Only problem is, I’m back in Connecticut, and my chef was right. The name is Meat U Anywhere, but for BBQ this good, it’s got to be from Texas.