Within 2 weeks of living in Tennessee, I think it’s state law that you need to consume at least 1 meal of pulled pork. And if you don’t, you might as well move back home right now. So we dutifully asked every local we could find, and settled on Martin’s BBQ Joint.
I honestly feel like whenever we show up some place authentic, we look like raging Californians. Like Troop Beverly Hills walking into the wild west. Maybe it’s because I can’t even order at the counter without stumbling on questions like, “which would I want: wet or dry ribs?” and “do you have broccoli?”
So we choked and just ordered the gigantic family platter that comes with like 37 pieces of meat on it. Like, an overwhelming amount of meat. The beans and potato salad were awesome, and the meat was too – BUT (and this isn’t going to be popular here), I don’t love vinegar based BBQ sauce. I feel like torches are going to come flying through my window now.. Using the baked beans as a sauce worked great though. Next time I’m trying the chicken and stealing my children’s hot dog. Not to be a 4 year old about it, but the hot dog was actually my favorite part of dinner.