When I got home from work this afternoon, I didn’t waste any time. I triumphantly strode over to David.
“GUESS WHAT I FOUND?!”
“I don’t know. What?”
“RIB TIPS!” I squealed. I pulled the menu--a simple, white piece of paper folded in half out of my purse and slammed it on the table. “SHA-ZAM!”
As we walked over to Fins Feathers and BarBQ at 3 Garfield place, I explained I had stopped by the restaurant to check it out after passing it on my way back to the apartment.
“It’s sort of a hole in the wall. Cash only. Smoker parked outside. Friendly staff. It looks promising.”
We walked in and placed our order. We ordered a 1/2 slab of ribs ($12.50); pulled pork sandwich ($5.99) and rib tips ($5.99) with the “hot”sauce.
David and I have long lamented the lack of barbecue downtown, and we told the man behind the counter as much. We also explained we’ve been looking for rib tips since Mr. Pig in Findlay market closed after he passed away. While we waited for our order, we got a mini interview with the owner.
“I knew Mr. Pig. Let me tell you something--he had everybody’s recipes. And he came in and did barbecue so big, no one could follow him. Downtown you mostly just have babybacks. and anyone... can grill a babyback. So, I decided to get back in the game...”
As we spoke to him, we got a feel for the place, which is affiliated with a ministry. There’s no seating in the small restaurant, it’s not necessary with the park across the street. We carried our barbecue back to the apartment, which was probably a mistake, because the cat would not leave us alone, begging for pulled pork. I almost locked him in the closet.
The hot sauce isn’t really that hot, it’s more like the flavor of A-1. The rib tips were by far our favorite. This is backyard barbecue, served with white or wheat bread, the meat a little chewy, and deliciously smoky.
the quest continues....