From EATING OUR WORDS, a Houston Foodblog collective:
Growing up, we never ate barbecue in a restaurant. The entire idea was anathema ……. You made barbecue at home. It took all day. You invited the family over when it was ready. You ate. Going out for barbecue was like asking someone other than your mother to make you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich as a kid: It just wasn’t going to be as good.