Jackpot. Smoked brisket, smoked sausage, and smoked baby back ribs, with all the sides. Believe it or not, it's all served out of a gas station/market.
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When all you do is drive interstate highways...the only thing that changes is the food.
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- Last stop. Dinner at Camp Washington Chili in Cinc...
- We found ourselves on the "Bourbon Trail" in Kentu...
- A visit to Full Moon BBQ in Birmingham, AL.
- Driving through the deep South rewarded us with so...
- Dinner at Cochon, in the warehouse district.
- Time to sample a local favorite.
- A treat at Cafe du Monde.
- We had lunch at Napoleon's, in the French Quarter.
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- More great BBQ outside Houston.
- The mysterious icon that leads our way across Texas.
- A pilgrimage to the headwaters of Shiner Beer.
- Dinner at the original Rudy's BBQ in Leon Springs.
- San Antonio included a tour of the "Mission Trail".
- What trip through Waco would be complete without a...
- Zac discovers the best reason to move to Texas.
- We had dinner in Paris, Texas.
- Arkansas- the state that's so hard to forget...bec...
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