With its population of 145 residents, you'd be hard-pressed to even know that Cuney, Texas existed. I saw Al's Place BBQ by the roadside and decided to make it my final barbecue stop on the long drive home to Dallas.
Al's Place is little more than a small shack set out in the grass and dirt just off the main road. The guys operating it (Al, I presume) were mostly just hanging out having fun. I ordered a Sliced Beef Sandwich and traipsed back to my truck to unwrap my snack.
I found a massive amount of brisket smashed between two slices of soggy, sauce-soaked white bread. I couldn't see any bark or smoke ring on this brisket. Even salt would be a luxury here. The barbecue sauce was watery. The meat itself was akin to a flimsy pot roast, with a weird skin on the edges where the crust should have been. It was pretty gross, and I stopped eating after only three bites.
Sorry, Al.