I am obviously joking as it seems he did relocate mainly to get away from the big city feel of LA. I do not joke however when I say that I CAN in fact see someone moving to Texas for the Meat, I sure would. And although I've not had much experience with real southern BBQ nor have I ever been down South, I know enough about food to understand that what happened at Rudy's was magical. A rite of passage of sorts for all involved and that included my husband, my kids, my father in law and his girlfriend (I was shocked they hadn't tried BBQ since they moved).
We quickly skimmed the menu, decided on the chicken and "cutters choice" brisket (combo of extra moist and lean). Grabbed a tub of coleslaw, and within minutes were carrying a box filled with fine smelling meats, sides and a loaf (yes loaf) of sliced white bread. That's how they do it in Texas Y'all....a LOAF of white bread to wrap up your succulent, perfectly smoked and seasoned BBQ. DANG it was GOOOOOOOD!
|Rudy's BBQ Chicken|
|Our Tray of Goodness|
From here things moved really fast and the actual events are a bit of a blur as I was smiling like the village idiot and snapping pictures between bites, finger licks and occasional sips of cold beer. Now, about the white bread, here is what I learned. Apparently there is an actual process to eating at Rudy's I would like to outline for you in a few simple steps. Luiza (my father in law's girlfriend's daughter who brought us to Rudy's) kindly showed me THE WAY, and for this I will forever be greatful. Trust me you'll thank me for this should you ever come face to face with a loaf of white bread and meat that looks so good you don't know what to do with yourself.