SlateWell-traveledDispatches from the front lines of travel.Aug. 29 2011 2:29 PM An American Barbecue Pilgrimage My most treasured possession: A Big Green Egg smoker. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Three days before I left, I smoked this pork shoulder, Carolina-style, on my Big Green Egg. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Barbecue champion Stephanie Wilson at the KCBS office. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Oklahoma Joe's, the site of my first meal. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Cutting ribs at Oklahoma Joe's. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Jeff Stehney of Oklahoma Joe's, among his trophies. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. A Kansas City fountain. No one barbecues horse, though. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. "Go to Arthur Bryant's!" I did, and this is what I ate. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Maureen digs in at Arthur Bryant's. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. This eagle is another Kansas City landmark. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. My fifth barbecue meal in two days: Jack Stack's outside Kansas City. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. The Jack Stack's sign. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. An amazing dinner at Gates and Sons. The sausage! Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. A Memphis landmark: Charlie Vergos' Rendezvous. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. The famous dry ribs at the Rendezvous. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Pork shoulders smoking happily at Corky's. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Outside Corky's at night. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Dinner at Corky's. Meal number eight. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Me and my college roommates at Corky's. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Elvis loved barbecue, but not as much as grilled peanut butter and banana sandwiches. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Cozy Corner—our favorite meal in Memphis. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. The barbecued bologna sandwich at Cozy Corner. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Three generations of barbecue family at Cozy Corner. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. This is what it looked like after our meal at Interstate. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. A sandwich called Hope: The chopped pork in Bill Clinton's hometown. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. John Fullilove of Smitty's: The world's best-named barbecue master. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Smitty's sausages smoking over post oak. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. The pit at Smitty's. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. The county courthouse in Lockhart, down the street from Smitty's and Kreuz Market. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. The county courthouse in Lockhart, down the street from Smitty's and Kreuz Market. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. A great plate at Iron Works in Austin. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Bluebonnets in the Hill Country. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Step right up and choose your meat at Cooper's in Llano. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. The unbelievable fierce mesquite fire at Cooper's. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. President Bush and my father have one thing in common. Cooper's ribs are their favorites. Return to the article An American Barbecue Pilgrimage. Load Comments Powered by Livefyre
