Mom and Dad journeyed to Austin for Cynthia’s birthday this year. We were scheduled to attend a soccer match in San Antonio on Sunday the 12th, but alas just as we had emerged from the density of downtown Austin and made it to William Cannon Drive, we received notice that rain or the threat of rain had precipitated a cancellation. Drat!
We pointed the car to the Southeast and set our navigation system to barbecue. We first figuratively and then quite literally followed our noses to Black’s. It was frankly a dump, but hey, the meat was excellent and the experience was terrific. After 20 years in Austin, it was about time we’d made a trip to the barbecue capital of Texas, Lockhart.
The whole hungry crew (minus the photographer, of course) toured the town square before seeking the sauce.
The courthouse of Lockhart is a beautiful building with exterior walls made with two colors of sandstone.
Happy birthday sweetheart!
Black’s Barbecue is on all the best-of lists of the serious aficionados.
These guys watched over us as we ate.
A Texas swing band played as we ate.
You can see how impressed Dad was.
PORK RIBS. DON’T MESS WITH ME.
Which of these captions is correct? A) Sophie is the biggest barbecue fan in the family.
B) Sophie believes eating barbecue is an ethical and moral imperative for humans.
C) Sophie is a vegetarian, except for fish, so she says she’s a pescatarian, but I can’t find any credible evidence that such a word exists.
The bucks approve.