Loving Bar-B-Que, a poem in praise delicious barbecue.

Lovin' Bar-B-Que [Part 2 of my Culinary trilogy]

Image Credit: An incredible Tri-Meat Sandwich featuring bacon, ham, and pulled pork, which might just be the ultibate bar-b-que sandwich. Image Credit: Bone Daddy's House of Smoke, one of the primier Bar-B-Q joints in the entire Dallas Fort Worth metroplex.

Song lyrics by Chrome Dome Mike Kimbro

A loose relyric of the song “Tulsa Girl” by Andrew Trube and Anthony Farrell of the Austin band Greyhounds.

Consider reading along to my Spoken Verse Performance!

VERSE 1

Noon Friday means just one thing:

Lunch out with the crew.

We loaded up in Joe’s car, yeah.

He asked: Hey y’all, where to?

We did not hesitate to say:

“How about Barbeque?”

Off we go!

CHORUS

Lovin’ Barbeque.

Oh yeah.

Loving Barbeque.

VERSE 2

Tarheels chop up their pork and

Vinegar gives extra zest..

Tennessee pulled pork

Is sweeter than the rest

We Texans know, beyond a doubt,

That beef brisket is the best.

Where’s my bibb?

CHORUS

Lovin’ Bar-B-Que.

Oh yeah.

Loving Bar-B-Que.

VERSE 3

Now my baby took me

To see her folks

For the very first time.

So on the way

I scored a couple racks of ribs.

And we all got along just fine.

They were cool.

CHORUS

Lovin’ Barbecue.

Oh yeah.

Loving Barbecue.

The End.