"Robert Peacock worked in oil before converting a gas station into a barbecue joint after the Texas petroleum bust in the late ’80s. From the rusted tin signs to the mostly blue-collar crowd, the spot still has slicks of the industry. The proudly pared-down menu runs through expected meats like deeply barked brisket, sausage, and turkey. Only the potato salad has a flourish, adding olives instead of pickles." - Brandon Watson