Jakob Barker
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After a sweaty yoga session that left me dreaming about actually touching my toes one day, I was ready to tackle the hardest decision of the week - where to eat dinner on this fine July evening. My mind was buzzing with all the new spots I had discovered on a sneaky food website during a mind-numbing meeting on Tuesday.
After a quick shower, outfit change, and scooping up my clueless roommate, we embarked on a bumpy ride down Cherokee Street in search of a hidden gem - a secret BBQ joint tucked away in a bar. Rumors had been swirling about this place, and parking was a nightmare, but we finally made it to the Fortune Teller Bar that housed Fourth City BBQ.
The welcoming bar staff greeted us with open arms, and with a couple of beers in hand, we made our way to the back of the bar to place our order at a tiny window. The weekly special of Guava Rum ribs caught my eye, along with a side of bacon fried rice and an extra order of Rib Tips. My roommate opted for the brisket and macaroni salad. As we settled into a cozy booth, our trays of mouthwatering BBQ arrived before us.
The aroma alone was enough to send me into a food-induced trance. The Rib Tips practically dissolved in my mouth, coated in a delectable BBQ sauce that was pure perfection. The unexpected pairing of bacon fried rice was a pleasant surprise, adding an extra layer of flavor to the meal. And the ribs? Oh my, they were a revelation. Falling off the bone, with a hint of guava and a kick of rum, each bite was a symphony of flavors.
We savored every bite, discussing the masterpiece of a meal over a few more beers. It was truly some of the best BBQ I had ever experienced. As we sat there, bellies full and hearts content, I couldn't help but marvel at the magic that can happen when you stumble upon a hidden gem. And so, with a satisfied sigh, we raised our glasses to the humble yet mighty Fourth City BBQ.