|View of the Bar From the Second Floor Balcony|
There are people who Know Barbecue, the sort of folks who get all huffy when anyone refers to grilling as barbecuing or, indeed, when anyone refers to anything as barbecue, short of a whole pig cooked in the ground, lovingly tended to from dusk to dawn by beer-fueled men. And then there are the rest of us who just eat barbecue and enjoy it. To be clear: I don't really Know Barbecue. But I grew up in the southern U.S. and I've eaten a fair amount of it -- enough to know what I like, at least.