Bubba Blues BBQ & Catering

You'll never find a good BBQ Joint that you can't smell blocks away.

The young , polite and competent staff didn't know much more than a guarded  smile (especially after I started asking questions) then showed no interest in bringing over the pit boss and later got a tad bit defensive when asked specific questions.

OK. To be fair. Not that I was unkind, but I knew the place was fake from the get go. What you see is what you get and where there's no smoke, there's no fire - at least not the good smoke house kind.

It's all (no) smoke and mirrors.

The bottom line: You'll never find a good BBQ Joint that you can't smell blocks away.

We stayed in Columbus for 5 days. No smoke, no smell anywhere, inside or out.

Where's the smoke stack? The prestigious tower marker of a good BBQ Joint. A real BBQ place would have odors waffling up and down National Road.

There is a challenge.

A successful restaurateur serves what they can sell and judging from the happy crowd munching away on sugar drench pork and beef during lunch... Well...

Yes, I get that some people in Columbus have "unique" food tastes.  Too bad.

But here's the real scary part.

There was a slab of ribs tightly wrapped in cellophane sitting in the display case. Had to ask a few different ways to finally understand... Yes, this is the slab of ribs they  would be serving me if I ordered a slab of ribs.

BBQ in name only.

Scroll down for the photos. Here's what a BBQ Joint looks like in Chicago:
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BTW. * not because it's not a proper BBQ Joint, but because they serve sugar drenched, dry old meat.

showed up just before 8 p.m. after finishing a job in columbus. 3 of us hungry for barbeque. door is locked, employees inside cleaning i suppose. we knock on the door and are ignored. finally one of the employees points us down the street. we take the hint and leave.  hours posted on the door say HOURS 8:30 P.PM.. if anybody intends to eat there, i suggest you call ahead first to see if they are "in the mood" to serve anyone.  lousy customer service usually means lousy service all the way around i think.

Yaay! Styrofoam is GONE!