210 NE 45th St, Seattle, WA
We are excited for Seattle’s food and Pinky’s Kitchen was one of the first places we wanted to try even if BBQ isn’t the first thing you might associate with the Pacific Northwest.
A truck set up in a gas station parking garage, it dishes out comfort food of all kinds: brisket, beans, fried chicken, pork and ribs. We tried the pulled pork sandwiches – one with original sauce and one with the vinegar sauce we’ve grown to love thanks to “The Pitmaster” Ed Mitchell. Both were great, but I lean a little toward their sauce. Other options include a tamarin and spicy – for another visit (when I will also indulge in some pecan pie).
It was a brisk day to wait outside for sandwiches and, honestly, I was a little worried it wouldn’t be worth it when I spied the ciabatta. Inappropriate bread can ruin good BBQ like nothing else and it looked a little too sturdy and bulky. My fears were abated at the first bite, though. It was a perfect buttery vehicle for tender, sloppy pulled pork.
from Mmmm… is for Mommy
At Smorgasburg
3400 W 8th St Los Angeles, CA
87 South Elliott Place
Why do I mention it now?
R.U.B. stands for Righteous Urban Barbeque. And it deserves the name. We went with a large group and everyone enjoyed their meals, from bbq chicken sandwich with “sloppy toppies” (in this instance meaning coleslaw) to bbq half duck. Most of us opted for ribs and as you can see from Mike and Astrid's before and after shot, our plates were licked clean.