The place had some eclectic decor.
To say the least.
Yes, that's a raccoon on the post.
The head and backside.
Anyhoo, on to the food.
So we had ribs and brisket.
Josh really liked his.
I submit photographic evidence.
He cleaned his plate.
Grandma would be proud.
Mine was bit dry, but tasty.
As a "foodie" I love to take photos of my food.
Much to the embarrassment of my family.
So of course I took photos at the Rib Crib as the confused waitress watched.
I wonder if she thought I was a fancy food critic that works for the NY Times.
Kind of like this:
Or maybe she just thought I was weird.
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