Well, sometimes our exports are not as successful. Check out this snippet on NYC barbeque from The New York Times
But barbecue tastes better the next day than the bitterness of defeat. Sampling the sampler — a tactic I’ve employed everywhere one was offered — didn’t always pay off, as when I visited Dinosaur Bar-B-Que, a popular place tucked under a stretch of the West Side Highway in Harlem. Dinosaur is definitely the barbecue place to take the kids to: a waitress was infinitely patient when I visited with a friend, his wife and their two rambunctious youngsters.
As for the eating, there’s no question that the pork spareribs at Dinosaur are significantly better than everything else (and certainly good enough to warrant a visit). Order them by the rack and skip the menu’s other distractions.
I know The Dinosaur has had its troubles recently, but still, there is no better Cue in the 'Cuse and I think we'd stand up against the competition but the tasters may have to come up here to get the real thing. We had some folks up from New York City last weekend and catered in Dinosaur Barb-B-Que--they went crazy they loved it so much. The next time I get to Harlem I'm going to do some tasting to make sure they're not messing up our good name. If anyone has been to any of the other Dinosaurs, post a comment and tell us how it was.
Meanwhile, I've hobbled my way to Memphis for a meeting. I didn't read my notes till I was on the plane but we were supposed to bring jeans for Thursday's dinner--is that a clue that we'll be having BBQ? I'll let you know.