Oh, the sights you’ll see at this artfully grungy barbecue mess hall: An inebriated papier-mâché mannequin. A holographic Jesus with eyes that follow you around. Large bearded men wielding large cleavers. Crispy-skinned chicken legs. Hot links. And lusciously fatty smoked brisket—black as coal on the outside and pink as Barbie’s skirt on the inside. This is the best darn Texas barbecue show in town.
Order: Smoked brisket, $12; coleslaw, $4; PBR, $4
112 N. Green St., West Loop, 312-754-0431