The Mean Pig

The other day Steven was watching Man Vs. Food and he yelled at me to come watch it with him. They were featuring The Mean Pig, a restaurant in our town. This is a place where he takes his students and they ALWAYS think they can do The Shut-Up Juice Challenge. Which inevitably ends up with several of them vomiting in the ditch outside.

Steven thinks it's hilarious.

I think it's dumb.

Anyway.

I couldn't help but to become fascinated at the stupidity of it all. "I have to go there now. Just to say that I went."

"You HATE BBQ."

"Yeah, but I don't have to eat anything. I mean, it's featured on a gross show and I live next to the place. I might as well see what it's like!"

Perhaps the man has been married to me way too long because he didn't laugh. Maybe a little eyebrow raise, but that was the extent of it. Then he nodded and said, "I'll work on that."

Fast-forward to last week.

One of the guys at Steven's work had his going away party there. Steven told me, "You said you wanted to eat there. Now's your chance!"

After extracting a promise that we could run through a drive-thru on the way home if it was way gross, I agreed.

Behold, the sandwich. This does not have Shut-Up Juice on it. I'm not stupid.

BBQ sandwiches around here are served with a glob of coleslaw on them. I know the South peeps are going to be like: OF, COURSE! How else would it be served?

Well. Let's just say this is not a Western-side of the United States kind of thing and leave it at that.

Also, can I say why BBQ and I don't get along? It's way too sweet. And people in the south they love their sugar. If my mouth puckers when I take a bite, I do not consider this a good thing.

The kids played it safe and got hot dogs. hahaha. 

The only green thing on their menu was a pickle. Bekah was so excited. She loves pickles.

You should note: everything in the restaurant is homemade. This pickle was swimming in straight-up vinegar. The lady handed it over in the baggie and the smell was so strong that my eyes started to water.

I said, "Good luck with that, Bekah"

"Why?" she asked.

"You'll see."

This was my reaction too. I'll let Steven continue to take his students there while I stay far, far away.