It doesn’t take long to figure out that to keep up with a concert moving at the speed of Bill Gentry’s blur, party people must prepare. We must get ready, gear up, and EAT! Oh, OK, if you insist.
Patsy and Blane recently heard Christian Kane mention that McKoy’s Smokehouse & Saloon had the “best bbq in the world” and that was more than enough of a recommendation for us. The Fab Foursome (Patsy, Blane, Jaime, & I) headed to McKoy’s on our way to the concert.
Just our luck, McKoy’s was running a dinner special that included one appetizer, two entrees (each with two sides) for 20 dollars. We thought that was a good idea BUT as it turns out, the entrees were so large that we could have split one entrée and been more than full.
For our appetizer, Jaime and I had chips and queso dip made of cheese, grilled chicken, spinach, and black beans. Blane and Patsy had grit cakes, a signature dish at McKoy’s. Three out of four of us thought both were fantastic; Jaime wasn’t a fan of the grit cakes but then again, she’s also the girl who won’t eat things if they’ve touched on her plate.
Jaime & I had pulled pork platters with mac & cheese and coleslaw. The slaw was recommended by the waitress. We decided that it wasn’t our style but perhaps we should have known better than to take menu advice from a woman whose own style was skin tight jeans and a teeny tiny top emblazoned with “I get paid to rub butts.” The bbq was tasty, with none of those gristly pieces you find so often in big chain restaurants. The sauce was great; a little bit spicy and a little bit sweet. The mac & cheese, however, was fan-flippin-tastic. It was, hands down, the BEST I’ve ever had. There are a few eateries I frequent that have mac & cheese that’s good enough to be dessert. The mac at McKoy’s was the perfect amount of creamy and cheesy, with noodles that were just the perfect amount of chewy and tender. The mac & cheese could have been meal, side, and dessert. I could have had that, skipped everything else, and walked away a happy, happy girl.
But had I done that, I would have missed dessert. The coconut pie at McKoy’s is made by the restaurant owner’s mom, with her own secret recipe. Not exactly a cream pie, not exactly a chess; it was a happy little hybrid of coconutty yumminess that was the perfect ending to a meal that would power us through hours of a rockin' country concert.
With great food, a relaxed atmosphere, and laid back service, McKoy’s definitely deserves a repeat performance. If you go, remember to either split a plate OR go to McKoy’s on a weekend when you have no other plans to eat out; no matter how large your appetite, I bet you could eat leftovers for at least two more meals.
I hope your weekend was, like mine, full of friends and fun. I hope you had a moment as “fan-flippin-tastic” as my McKoy’s mac & cheese. I hope you took a sweet pause over something as wonderful as a four person-sized slice of coconut pie. In short, I hope your weekend was a little bit spicy, a little bit sweet, a little bit special, a little bit… Something More.
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