"You don’t just casually go to Snow’s to eat some BBQ—you have to earn it. It’s open only one day a week, located in a town of barely 1,000 people, and run by a 90-something-year-old school janitor named Tootsie, who still works weekdays for the local school district. The nearest big town is an hour away, and if you show up after 8am, your shot at brisket is pretty much gone. Eating here is a challenge in more ways than one, but week after week, barbecue enthusiasts make the journey to Lexington for rich, smoky slabs of brisket and chicken that’s both charred and remarkably juicy. It’s the kind of story that almost sounds made up, and an experience that feels like a rite of passage." - nicolai mccrary, kevin gray, nick rallo