Meat!

A friend that I haven't seen in a looong time called me up yesterday. We had dinner at Jones Barbeque, the one only a few blocks south of Jumbo's Chinese, where I like to go for dim sum. They were busy last night, with several people waiting for take-out orders, and we were glad that we went to seek out dinner before actually feeling hungry.

The sauce on mine (2 *pounds* of rib tips!) was a comfortable medium spice. My companion went with ribs in a mild sauce, but the sauce tasted very different, and didn't lack for having less spice. I have to admit, his dish was the tastier. Yay for sharing. I had to take most of mine home, and now I'm very sad that I was counting on being home for a late lunch and left it in my fridge. (So not only does work suck -- in a typical, not rare, kind of suckage -- but I have no lunch. Okay, that a lie; I have an apple.)

There was not a vegetable in sight, unless you count the sweet potato pie (breakfast this morning). That much meat kind of scares me now. I find myself looking for something green, leafy, and not cooked beyond the touch of grace. Even corn and potatoes don't seem vegetable-y enough to qualify. They have a bunch of stuff on the menu, though, and next time I'll see if collard greens will ease my nutritional guilt.

Tasty meat, and worth the wait. Hopefully, I'll enjoy it again on the soon side.