You know that feeling when you take a bite of something so delicious that time stops, your eyes close involuntarily, and you make that embarrassing little moan that says “I’m having a moment here”?
That’s exactly what happens at Dinosaur Bar-B-Que in Syracuse, where the brisket isn’t just a meal—it’s a religious experience wrapped in smoke and served with a side of attitude.
Let me tell you, New York has its fair share of culinary treasures, but there’s something about this place that transcends ordinary barbecue.
It’s like the smoke has seeped into the very walls, creating an atmosphere that wraps around you like a hug from your favorite uncle—the one who always smells vaguely of woodsmoke and whiskey…