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Review: Dennistoun Bar-B-Q

This second edition of fried foods takes place shortly after the publishing of the first post, when recommendations of good munchie spots came flying in.
I’ve been told to go try Dennistoun Bar-B-Q on multiple occasions before and now I've got this blog  I felt obligated to see what the hypes about.
It's about a 2 minute walk from Duke Street train station. This time me and my review colleagues were inhaling more industrial aromas as we began our stroll. This walk, coupled with this inhalation of Dennistoun's smells and fumes, created an urgent sense of hunger in my friends and I.

It’s kind of rustic with an old cinema-style sign outside which is hard to miss as it contrasts with every other sign in Dennistoun.


The menu was simple and had a decent range of BBQ choices. Self-described as a “Texan-inspired diner and takeaway serving burgers, BBQ-smoked meats, ribs and sides.”
Here's a pic:


Went up to order and got told they don't take card which is a bit weird but it was only a hop, skip and a jump to the cash machine on the other side of the road.
Had a pretty dry mouth upon returning and the drinks selection was abysmal. They sold imported soft drinks and bottled beers from America but I wasn't about to pay £4.50 for a bottle of CRYSTAL PEPSI or £4 for Fiji water. I asked for a can of coke and tap water and they pulled me a bucket, a bucket of water that is:




This made up for the poor drink selection.

I went for the hand pulled pork bun (with pickles and slaw) and seasoned chips (£9.90), Fraz got the Carnival burger (butter, double cheddar and soft onion) and Jack just got a BLT (because of a lack of funds). We also got Nutella Ribs for the table.


I can safely say it lived up to the hype that surrounds it. The pulled pork was succulent and moist but the bun was an absorbent ‘moist-maker’ which locked in the combined flavours of the pork and slaw and the crunch of the pickle provided more texture. We all agreed the seasoned chips were some of the nicest we’ve ever had. However, Jack said his bacon was slightly burnt which is worrying 'cause even I can cook class bacon.

The Nutella ribs can only be described as an experience as it was such a weird contrast of meat and chocolate. The first couple of mouthfuls were good but it only went downhill from there where it began to get sickly.

Frazs' official verdict:


Would recommend to anyone looking for a good BBQ in Glasgow. It's a good price for what you get. Except the exotic imported drinks - unless that's what you’re looking for.


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