Tales from the road

I'm off on another adventure for the Stoopid Business

so anyway, I'm on the inaugral trip of the 2008 Southern BBQ Tour; although my boss thinks I'm visiting suppliers to find cost reduction opportunities.

You've heard the song before: up early, to the airport, the flight, the rental car fiasco, drive then drive some more, the plant tour, the endless meeting, drive some more times, etc. None of that matters, now.

Yes, children; I have had quite possibly the best BBQ and catfish EVAH. Long time readers know of my affinity for good BBQ and catfish, I have had some of the very best. I have a new Gold Standard for the genre.

He was happier after we ate

The Little Dooey in Starkville, Mississippi. Absolutely outstanding. I had the aptly named "Super Combo Plate": a quarter chicken, a quarter of a rack of ribs, a quarter pound of pulled pork, turnip greens, and baked beans. I bartered with my travelling companions to sample the catfish and hush puppies. All of the above were fabulous.

If your travels take you within 100 miles of Starkville, Mississippi, you owe it to yourself to make the short detour to The Little Dooey.

I'm planning on going back tomorrow.