It seems like the state immediately to our west puts a lot of utterly unnecessary burdens on starting a brewery. Here’s a company that, happily, has overcome them.
The final chapter about this tour sees me coming back home via I-20, making stops in Leeds, Anniston, and Heflin, for some great barbecue and some terrific old buildings and neon signs.
Leo & Susie’s Famous Green Top Bar-B-Q is probably not quite as wild and crazy as it once was, but it has a wonderful history and it’s still full of character and good food. And also, because Alabama does things differently than Georgia, cigarette smoke.
As the trip reaches I-65 again, I meet with friends at a Texas-styled meat market before going south to find a small group of three stores that split off from a larger chain about a decade ago.
US-72 brought me east to the town of Athens for what turned out to be a very long stop at an extraordinarily popular old lunch counter, and a wonderful walk-up dairy bar for a sweet treat.
In Muscle Shoals, I found a legendary recording studio and some barbecue that’s so darn good you can’t believe that it’s true. But when I returned home, I found that disaster had struck my camera.
In today’s chapter, Marie writes about rain and about flat tires, but more importantly, she writes about this European bakery and deli just outside the Birmingham city limits, where they’ve been serving up a dessert so rich and decadent that the state of Alabama insists that you must eat it before you die.
Northeast Alabama is home to several decades-old fast food restaurants with soft serve ice cream that predate the national interstate fast food chains and retain the old name “dairy bars.” We found one that’s still hanging in there, and one that is evolving in a surprising way.
As the road west out of Scottsboro makes its way past shuttered factories and abandoned plants, travelers will find a very small shack-and-smoker where some of the very best smoked pork in all of Alabama is quietly being served up without attention from big-name barbecue writers.
Our final stop on our most recent road tour was this ramshackle old place in the middle of nowhere. I was not even sure it was still in business when we left, but the cherry milkshake made the detour worth it.
After finishing our quick visit to Huntsville, I had hoped to visit a couple more barbecue places in northeast Alabama, and so I used Google Maps to chart our way home. Then, unlike our “whatever happens” drive to Nashville the previous afternoon, I looked around Urbanspoon and hammered down two more places to try. This …
It’s well documented that Gibson claimed the origination of white barbecue sauce for smoked chicken. I’ve not heard a particularly strong challenge to that story. But would you believe that he also seems to want to be the fellow who came up with Brunswick stew?
At last, my trip had brought me to Montgomery, and it was time to start heading home. I had decided to go north via US-231, which connects Alabama’s capital with the towns of Oxford and Anniston at I-20, and from there it would be just an hour and a bit home. Now, it’s with this …
I heard a story once. Seems there were some pledges at an Alabama fraternity. Two were from Birmingham and two were from Montgomery. The two from Birmingham were waxing eloquent about Pete’s Hot Dogs. This legendary place, which closed last year after the very sad death of its owner Gus Koutroulakis, is part of the …