tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1890416885446831282.post7806816695425076345..comments2024-02-29T21:32:07.974-05:00Comments on Lost in the Cheese Aisle: BIRMINGHAM, BBQ, AND BILLElissonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06299361897381169534noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1890416885446831282.post-49107103255747625182012-04-27T16:39:40.845-04:002012-04-27T16:39:40.845-04:00Okay I'm hungry now. I think my husband and I ...Okay I'm hungry now. I think my husband and I will have to head over to the Texas BBQ Company and have dinner tomorrow. (the owners are from Texas and boy do they know their brisket!). Yum. I bet yours will be most excellent indeed! Have a great time.Teresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14943982798071884004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1890416885446831282.post-92064402315777366022012-04-25T21:52:58.545-04:002012-04-25T21:52:58.545-04:00Great testimony! What better way to remember a lov...Great testimony! What better way to remember a loved one than to practice what has been taught to you with so much savoir-faire. Bonne chance!<br /><br />I never forgot the Houston barbecues. Coming from Montreal, the swimming pool parties ending with huge BBQ steaks were a true novelty. My neighbours would outdo one another re: size, sauce and hospitality. All that was ever asked of me was to attend and speak to them with the French Canuck accent. I always brought a bottle of wine. But I was the only one that would drink some. Lovely, lovely people with a big Texan heart!Claudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06775039539331403794noreply@blogger.com