Last week, when I wrote about the Negro Leagues museum, I mentioned the barbecue. Now let me tell you more.
Why it matters: Kansas City has been, well, talking greasy for years. Opening a barbecue museum? That’s confidence flirting with arrogance.
The big picture: Barbecue is regional identity on a plate — Texas brisket, Carolina whole hog, Memphis ribs. Everybody has a claim.
- Last summer, I visited Worth Sparkman of Axios Northwest Arkansas, who added NWA to the chat, but their style seems to be a mix of everyone else.
Yes, and: I love barbecue almost as much as chicken wings. In fact, I’m a sucker for a well-smoked wing…