October 19, 2002
It doesn’t look like much from the outside. It took us several months to realize anything was there. There is a logical explanation for why we didn’t realize it was a restaurant by the smell; it is only open in the warm months. As soon as they started cooking, we started noticing.
First let me warn you, parking can be a problem here. There is a Weiss Supermarket across 348 and it is often a good idea to just park your car there and cross over. We have never been here when it wasn’t crowded. It's great food and everybody for miles around knows it.
The half chickens, beef ribs and pork ribs are slow cooked over open pits. It’s amazing to watch them turn those huge baskets of chicken halves. The flavor comes from the cooking not from being buried under barbecue sauce. You get in line and place your meat order. They grab the chicken halves from coolers where they are stored, brush them with sauce and then whack, whack, whack, it’s in 4 pieces. I love watching. We have tried everything. The ribs just fall of the bone, the beef ribs are big and a little tougher but it’s the chicken I love. You can get a combination of chicken and ribs and also beef and pork ribs.
You move down the counter and pick your sides, fresh white corn on the cob, steamed and buttered, wrapped in foil, homemade french fries, half sour pickles, baked beans, potato and macaroni salad and a cooler with drinks. You slide your tray to the cashier and then it’s off to find a picnic table to enjoy your treat at. We took our 2 oldest grandkids there last week and they both loved the chicken and fries. One of them is 13 almost 14 so you know how hard it can be to please a kid this age. They both had more than they could eat and it cost us $27 for 4 of us.
Most of the help are teens so sometimes service can get a little backed up especially at the fries and the register but this is not about fast food, this is about good food. Everyone in line seems pretty laid back and the only concern is finding a table, best bet is to send one of your party to grab a table while one waits for the order.
If you still have room there is an ice cream bar to get dessert but we have never had enough room to try it.
From journal Our Summer in the Poconos