Barbecue in Boston?

Hyoun had to go to Arlington Saturday morning to go to the bank, and gosh, his bank is so far away from Blue Ribbon (three whole buildings apart!), and he’d been missing it for awhile … so we had brisket and pulled pork and beans and mashed potatoes (and fantastic mashers they are; buttery and garlicky and just lumpy enough) and cornbread and pickles and three different barbecue sauces sitting in front of us.

Now Hyoun grew up in Tennessee, so he knows barbecue. I grew up in California, where “barbecue” is anything you put on an outdoor grill. He continues to school me in sauces and regional methods and all that.

Hyoun: The vinegar sauce is what the pulled pork is supposed to go with.
Lynne: *tries* Pretty good, but I think overall I’m more of a sweet sauce California heathen.
Hyoun: Actually, that makes you more of a Texan. Which is kinda like being a Yankees fan, but whatever.

Who knew there was such a Tennessee-Texas rivalry?!

Then Adam came over for dinner yesterday; we picked the first of the tomatoes off the vine and chopped them up over fried eggs, then crumbled the last of the Maytag blue over them and ate them with toast, dipping them in the runny yolks. I also made a tuna-white bean salad for Hyoun, who hates eggs; dessert was strawberries macerated in balsamic vinegar.

Blue Ribbon BBQ. 908 Mass Ave, Arlington. 781.648.7427.