Southern Fried

With fewer and fewer opportunities to share a meal together, D and I checked out a local barbecue joint that's been serving southeastern NC since the early 80's. As a self proclaimed city girl, there was a time earlier in our relationship where I would have rolled my eyes at the meal suggestion and sat disgusted with a "Katie Face" on. Man, oh man am I glad I married a convincing country boy. Jackson's Barbecue is a no fuss joint serving up the usual suspects in southern barbecue and comfort. I opted for fried chicken, while D, left undecided, went for a combo plate of fried chicken and ribs. The barbecue sauce was sweet and tangy and the perfect coating for the fall off the bone ribs. I enjoyed it as a dip for my first try of fried okra. 

While I wasn't the one sweating it out in the kitchen this time--a change in fare was just the muse I needed to flex my muscles in the kitchen. Coming soon-- a homemade barbecue sauce! (But not before tomorrow's weekly Fall Soup--be sure to check back!)

lunch of fried chicken, ribs, candied yams, mac & cheese and fried okra

no fuss sign {via}

a sweet photo in the entrance (NC has more hogs than people...take that Honey Boo-Boo!) {via}