FINAL NEW ORLEANS TALE

While we were returning home we realized we were going to hit Tuscaloosa, AL about lunch time. So when the genius announced that to the carload, Jerry said there was supposed to be a good barbeque place there. Paul spoke up and said he had seen it featured on national TV on a special about BBQ places in the South. So I looked it up in the AAA tour guide and sure enough, there was a write up on Dreamland BBQ.

It wasn’t but a little way off the Interstate, and that worried the genius because he is tied to whatever highway he is on with an umbilical chord and doesn’t like to get too far away. He likes to be close enough to see it. But we talked him into it.

We followed the directions in the guide book and we seemed to be going to the boonies even though we were still only 1.3 miles off of I59. We passed it up the first time because it’s located behind a church, but a couple of us saw a big sign announcing the location. So we turned around and went to the parking lot.

The restaurant itself looked like a rundown shack from the outside, but since there were other cars there, we elected to enter. Besides, it smelled heavenly! Inside there were several long tables in the middle of a fairly small room and some smaller ones scattered around the sides. We seated ourselves at one of the long tables and this rather large African American man came over to take our drink orders.

We had time to look around the room. There were no windows and the walls were covered with mostly license plates and a few pictures of people, none of whom I recognized. There was a door over which said “Restrooms” but it looked like it led outside. We were afraid it was an out house, so we opted for the hand sanitizer instead.

Then without waiting for us to order, our server put some plates that were stacked up with white bread (just ordinary bread you buy at the store, but was very fresh) and cups of red sauce to go with them.

Then he came back and slapped three plates piled high with barbequed ribs. And that was it --- no fries, no slaw, no beans, nothing! Just ribs and bread and drink. I can tell you this, though; those ribs were yummy!! We ate until we were stuffed and then some.

So if you’re ever passing through Tuscaloosa at meal time, and want to try something different, but delicious, stop at Dreamland Barbeque!!