Last night I had one of the best meals of my life. No exaggeration.
I stuffed my cheeks with smokey bbq’d meat, slurped on cocktails and listened to a chap sing country love songs in the corner.
But I’m getting ahead of myself.
Yesterday I arrived in Dallas for a conference.
It’s not… quite… what I expected. In England we’re sort of led to believe that Texas is all cowboys, crocodile boots, horses & cattle.
I was more than a little surprised to find myself surrounded by huge, beautiful buildings and blinking traffic lights.
I checked into The Joule (our host for the conference handily enough) with it’s amazing pool poking out into the sky above.
I stepped into my room to find an actual bucket of pressies waiting on the bed.
Apparently it’s not just a conference for bloggers, it’s also for fashion brands who want to learn more about the blogosphere.
Their way of introducing themselves was to send us all a little treat each.
I have to say it felt like Christmas morning!
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I jumped in the shower, pulled on a tee, some SF leggings and headed out into the warm night in search of the best BBQ Texas had to offer.
I found it at Lockheart’s.
You queue up in front of the smokers and watch as huge hunks of meat are skilfully whipped apart into manageable helpings.
You choose your favourites (one of everything for us).
And they wrap it all up into a big, warm parcel. No forks required (which is forkin’ great if you ask me).
They’ve got a fully stacked bar & every kinda beer you can imagine.
I asked for anything that wasn’t beer. The waitress laughed and whipped up a couple vodkary, sodary cocktail combos.
They turned out pretty ghuuud, we had more than a few rounds of these suckers.
Back at the table, we got stuck in to our first taste of real Southern cookin’.
Tender, juicy slices of slow smoked brisket.
Great, big, spicy rubbed ribs.
^ Happy camper!
The Jalapeño homemade sausage was pretty darn good too.
^ Honestly I don’t think I’ve ever been as into a meal as this one! Look at that face!
I was all set to go up for seconds, but then the mac hit me and I was done for.
Everything was a meat, vodka & cheese haze after that.
If you’re local or just travelling through then I highly recommend a pit stop here. I’m certainly going to go again before I leave town.
After supper we strolled around the fairy light streets and listened to a guy singing the blues on the corner.
The best first taste of Texas I could have hoped for… even if I didn’t get to see a cowboy.
