Saturday, July 9, 2016

BBQ in Taylor

 We took a little half day trip up to Taylor for some local sightseeing, and to try this local place, Louie Mueller BBQ. (Sorry about the fuzz picture, I wasn't the photographer.)



 A typical Texas BBQ joint, you go to the counter in the back which is perched just in front of the pits. They give you a paper covered cafeteria tray, and you tell the guys behind the counter what you would like. They pull out the massive slabs of smoked meats, and carve your portion while you watch. 
 I opted for a beef rib and a pork spare rib, with the usual sides of potato salad and cole slaw and a cup of sauce for dipping. The traditional accompaniments of raw onion, dill pickle and some cheap white bread to wipe the sauce off your hands rounded out my selection. 


  Everything smelled great, the meat so tender it was sliding off the bones as I tried to maneuver the massive pound and a half slab of moo on my paper. (Most of it came home for supper, no way I can eat that much any more!) I tried the sides first. Major disappointment. I never have understood why BBQ places put so much work into the meat, and so little into the sides. The slaw was weirdly flavored, sour and vinegary and a bit bitter, not the sweeter version I prefer. The potato salad was bland, I've had better from the grocery store. 
 I then tried the ribs. The spare rib was all that the appearance and aroma said it would be, tender, juicy, not too fatty, with a good smoked flavor. The dry rub was tasty, a little salty as is can be. 

 I dipped a bit into the sauce, and had yet another disappointment. The only way I can describe this 'sauce' was a cup of colored water with some red stuff floating on top.Might have been grease, might have been hot sauce, I'm not really sure. 

 The beef rib was next. Beef ribs are my go-to in a BBQ restaurant, I am the Empress of Beef Ribs. Sadness, while tender, it was lacking in any flavor except salt and way too much black pepper. I would have billed it as a 'black pepper crusted beef rib'. Lots of greasy fat as well. As $25/pound, I do not feel it was worth what I spent, more quantity over quality. I will most likely be using the remainder in a pasta dish with some more diverse seasonings and lots of veggies to cut the grease. I probably should have opted for the turkey, I love my turkey breast crusted in cracked black pepper.

 Last thing was banana pudding, that staple dessert of BBQ joints everywhere. After the mediocre rest of the meal, I wasn't expecting much as I opened the lid to the Styrofoam container. A heavy smell of cinnamon hit my nose, and I was afraid the pudding would be totally overwhelmed by it. The pudding was lighter colored than the usual variety. I dipped a spoon in, and went for a taste. 


  All I can say is......WOWOWOW! The pudding was actually a banana mousse, not the heavier pudding I expected. We wiped out most of it before I even thought to take a picture. While where were no banana slices, they really weren't missed. The mousse had the usual Nilla Wafers, and a hefty dose of cinnamon, but it totally did not overpower as I expected. The texture was smooth and the flavors delicate, but defined, I could taste everything I expect to taste in a banana pudding, and more. It was outstanding, and the best thing I had today.  

 As I was looking around, I spotted these on the wall by our table. We seem to be inadvertently following Guy Fieri's trail through local restaurants.


 So far, I have been fairly underwhemed with any place that was on his show. If I had known this was one of them, I would have probably gone to the little diner around the corner. 

 On the restaurant overall, they use entirely too much black pepper, and I love pepper, and the quality of the sides severely lacking. I would drive back out there for the banana pudding, however, so it wasn't a total bust. I'm going to have to give Louie Mueller a B-, the banana pudding being the only thing that kept it from being lower. So the Salt Lick is still in my number One spot for local BBQ. 

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