Dear Red Bridges Barbecue Lodge,

It’s been 10 years since I last ate at your fine establishment, but I can still see the teal blue vinyl that covers your booths and chairs. It’s a shade of blue that belongs to a different era, which is appropriate, as so do you. And of course, I can smell the hickory smoke and the sharp jabs of vinegar that accompany every tray that emerges from your kitchen.

From last November, a love letter to a Barbecue Bros favorite. (via)

-Monk

A love letter to North Carolina’s Red Bridges Barbecue Lodge