Bobbi didn’t want to wait—or couldn’t—to get back before having the drink she had promised herself. Just outside the Augusta city limits was a roadhouse that went by the charming name of the Big Lost Weekend Bar and Grille (Whopper Spareribs Our Specialty; The Nashville Kitty-Cats This Fri and Sad).
The Tommyknockers
Daddy used to pick up racks of these Memphis dry-rubbed ribs in Augusta on his way back to Pownal from Down East. I’ve never left Maine, never mind been to Tennessee, but I can’t imagine any ribs more tender or better tasting.
They cooked them low and slow, and added some Bell’s in the rub for a New England twist. So good, there’s no need for sauce on the side.
RECIPE COMING SOON!
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