Say what you will about the the Salt Lick, but there is something undeniably iconic about the place. For forty-four years, they've been serving up barbecue to the hungry masses. And you've sort of got to respect a restaurant that charges $20/head for barbecue, yet doesn't take credit cards. Whoever gets the service fees from the ATM on the property must be raking in the loot.
But when you walk in and see the giant smoker in all its glory, you can't help but fall just a little bit in love. I'm pretty sure that's some sort of holy spirit rising up to meet those sausages.
Glory, glory hallelujah!
The meat is smoking on.