When I was a little girl, my Grandma McCray told me there wouldn't be food in heaven because our perfected bodies wouldn't need it to sustain life. At the time, I thought that was a strange idea. Now as an adult, I think it's downright ludicrous. What did she mean, there wouldn't be food in heaven?!? It's preposterous!
Perfected or not, I think there will most definitely be food in heaven, and one of those foods will be barbecue from Franklin's. Let me tell you about it . . .
Well, first! Let me tell you about meat! I don't love meat; at least, that's what I thought for a long time. I'd eat it once in a while, but with the exception of Thanksgiving Turkey (especially the one in 1995), it had never been my favorite source of protein. In fact, I consider myself a flexitarian. I just don't (or didn't) understand how people love bacon and ribs and wings and steak, etc., etc., ad nauseam.
Three things changed my mind:
- A particularly scrumptious filet mignon I shared with my mother at Fogo de Chao about six years ago.
- Beef Toban Yaki at Nobu
- Pulled pork at Franklin's Barbecue. (Well, it's Franklin Barbecue, if you want me to be specific.)
No, my Grandma McCray was way off when she said there would be no food in heaven. I'm certain that God himself will ask Aaron Franklin to make him a good brisket when he arrives.
Thing I'm thankful for: Lunches with J