Barbecue has a new home.
In the most literal way possible:
Living room. Dining room. Kitchen. Sofa. Little porcelain animal knickknacks.
And like in every good home, 12-hour smoked beef brisket...
Introducing Neely’s Barbecue Parlor, an authentic pulled-pig palace from the Food Network’s first family of BBQ that’s designed to look like a grand Southern mansion, taking reservations now for next Wednesday.
Think of Pat and Gina Neely as a couple of new neighbors. Only ones that have hosted a successful cooking show for the past three years and still don’t mind you stopping by on occasion (or every day) for burnt ends.
The BBQ joint itself looks like it’s been lived/braised in for the better part of the last century. There’s a worn wood porch, working fireplace, homespun den and formal dining room where you’ll eat Kansas City sticky ribs off a Masonic lodge table from the 1900s.
But being that it’s summer and all, you’ll opt to take all meals out in their front yard (okay, it’s a sidewalk café, but go with us). Once you’ve found a seat that’ll sufficiently catch the last few hours of sunlight, turn your attention over to some Pulled Pork Hushpuppies, Green Tomato Sangria pitchers and “Blue Ribbon” Chicken that’s been cooked over hot coals with a can of Pabst in its belly.
Far and away the best-tasting beer koozie ever.
In the most literal way possible:
Living room. Dining room. Kitchen. Sofa. Little porcelain animal knickknacks.
And like in every good home, 12-hour smoked beef brisket...
Introducing Neely’s Barbecue Parlor, an authentic pulled-pig palace from the Food Network’s first family of BBQ that’s designed to look like a grand Southern mansion, taking reservations now for next Wednesday.
Think of Pat and Gina Neely as a couple of new neighbors. Only ones that have hosted a successful cooking show for the past three years and still don’t mind you stopping by on occasion (or every day) for burnt ends.
The BBQ joint itself looks like it’s been lived/braised in for the better part of the last century. There’s a worn wood porch, working fireplace, homespun den and formal dining room where you’ll eat Kansas City sticky ribs off a Masonic lodge table from the 1900s.
But being that it’s summer and all, you’ll opt to take all meals out in their front yard (okay, it’s a sidewalk café, but go with us). Once you’ve found a seat that’ll sufficiently catch the last few hours of sunlight, turn your attention over to some Pulled Pork Hushpuppies, Green Tomato Sangria pitchers and “Blue Ribbon” Chicken that’s been cooked over hot coals with a can of Pabst in its belly.
Far and away the best-tasting beer koozie ever.
