ALPH EATS / BBQ Heaven

I am a foodie through and through and I guarantee you haven’t eaten as good as me. Here is what I did on Memorial Day and hope to repeat on the 4th of July.

I’m the skinniest fat man you will ever meet. I eat all day. I love all food. No freaking joke, I’m like that little Asian dude that wins all of the hot dog eating contests (No dick jokes). I grew up poor so I am certainly not picky, but I’ll tell you when its good and tell you when its bad.

Being a Southern boy who has been in the north for the past 10 years, I am on the ever constant quest for the best BBQ in New England. Recently, I came pretty damn close when I was graciously handed the invitation to visit Dr. Frankenswine at his family’s home for one of his biannual back yard BBQ competitions.

I first enjoyed some of Frankenswine’s deliciously murdered pig out of a food truck in Chatham Cape Cod and sniffed out the headquarters to sample more. Upon arriving at what we thought would be a restaurant, we fell into the midst of a hardcore, BBQ purist foodie haven.

The results were phenomenal and lucky for me they were short a judge. 10 teams of competitors went toe to toe for 6 hours competing in 6 categories on the hour every hour. Ribs, brisket, wings, you name it. They even had 3 types of beans and lobster rolls from bugs that were picked out of the bay that morning. and I was in absolute paradise with nothing to do but stuff my face and work on my beater tan.

What you see here isn’t much, but some of the rare shots I was able to snatch with the wife’s BBQ covered Iphone while balancing a bottomless plate of ribs and a cup of Yuengling (Yeah. thats right. They had a keg of Yuengling. On Cape Cod).