The moment you step through the door at Pig Floyd’s Urban Barbakoa in Orlando, your senses are ambushed by an intoxicating cloud of wood smoke, spices, and possibility.
This isn’t just dinner – it’s an olfactory event that announces itself before you’ve even seen a menu.
You might have come for straightforward barbecue, but you’re about to discover something far more interesting.
In a state where barbecue joints are as common as palm trees, Pig Floyd’s stands apart like a culinary rebel with a smoker and a passport…