The bright yellow building stands like a beacon of barbecue salvation just off Interstate 64, drawing pilgrims from across the country to worship at the altar of slow-smoked meats.
That extra “t” in “Pitt” might make English teachers wince, but after your first bite, you’ll be too busy having a spiritual awakening to care about spelling.
When most restaurants are closed for the holiday, Pierce’s often keeps its smokers running, making it the perfect Easter Sunday destination for families looking to trade ham for something with a bit more character…