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As we emerged, satiated beyond belief, from the premises of Smoke House B.B.Q., we thanked both God and evolution for opposable thumbs. Without said digits, we would never have been able to really grab and hold on to the various dishes we encountered earlier in the evening.
Located on the roof of Lado Sarai's Crescent Mall, the restaurant's interiors (or rather exteriors, given it's almost completely outdoors) are done in shades of red and white, which psychologically are supposed to be the best shades of inducing hunger. This is good, as we are to discover, as one needs all the help one can get in navigating the treacherously tantalising menu the restaurant offers. We've seldom wanted to try everything on the menu and this is one of those happy occasions.
After much agonising, we decide to begin with Grilled BBQ Spicy Chicken Wings and the Chargrilled Tenderloin, and Wurstel Skewers. In a very short time, the platters appear like a shotgun barrel, loaded and smoking. The wings, an all-time American barbeque classic, are Ninja-like in their spiciness. With their smooth beer glaze, they lull you into congratulating yourself on your flame-resistant Dilli palate before the chilli kicks in with Jackie Chan-like precision, leaving you panting and reaching out for more. The skewers, with alternating chunks of tenderloin and sausage are a symphony, the beef and pork as harmonious as Bach and Beethoven.
The selection of our mains is another nail-biter, which is all for the good, helping us perhaps lose some of the weight we've undoubtedly just put on. After much soul-searching, we decide on the Pulled Pork and Sweet Mango Pickle Burger and a half rack of Pit Roasted Chilean Pork Ribs. We're making quite the pigs of ourselves, but by this point we're past caring. The ribs appear first, deceptively resembling a piece of bark covered in moss. Unlike a piece of wood, however, this can be broken up with fingers, and when one sees the gorgeously layered meat concealed within, well, it can only match up to the taste of the ribs themselves. As for the burger, we only wish we had the skills of Homer to give an adequate description. The bread and pulled pork (meaning it's slow cooked to the apex of its tenderness) simply melt in one's mouth in a glorious medley of flavours.
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