Suzy R.
Yelp
Fat Boyz used to be one of those places that made you proud to live nearby -- back when they were on Hillsborough and Powerline. The kind of spot you'd tell your out-of-town friends about: "Oh, you haven't lived until you've had their barbecue." There was warmth, smoke in the air, and smiles behind the counter.
I don't know what happened -- new ownership, bad day, alien abduction -- but whatever spark they had has vanished. I paid $33 for smoked turkey, sausage, collard greens, and coleslaw. The collards snd coleslaw were the stars of the show (bless them for staying true), but the turkey... mercy. It was so dry I started wondering if they'd cooked it during a drought and it absorbed the atmosphere.
Halfway through, I realized I should've ordered a side of gravy and a medical alert bracelet. Thank goodness I had a drink, otherwise, the next sound out of me would've been performing a Heimlich on myself..
But the real kicker? When I popped back in to refill my drink -- the same drink from their free refill fountain -- I was told, with a tone that could curdle buttermilk, "Only for people who dine in." Ma'am, I assure you, no one is "dining" here. We're surviving.
I sat there thinking how this used to be a place with heart, where the barbecue had soul and the staff had kindness to spare. Now it feels like both got smoked right out of the building.
I'll always have fond memories of the Fat Boyz that was -- the juicy meat, the laughter, the good vibes. But the new version? Let's just say the only thing getting thinner around here is my patience...No joy. No manners. And certainly no moisture -- which, last I checked, was kind of a thing for barbecue.
The only consolation? I'll be a skinny girl now... because I no longer eat Fat Boyz.