American Way Smokehouse

Six of us eating lunch now and all of us are rubbing stomachs and grinning! My American Harvest salad is packed with beets, feta, and butternut squash and I’ll be taking half of it home. Husband’s BBQ chicken sandwich was likewise, ample and very tasty. This is our third visit; we love to recommend this place because it’s unique and always reliably satisfying.

I don’t often give a restaurant one star, but trust me, I’m being generous. The chicken was so dry I couldn’t swallow it. I ran my finger across a piece of it and it feels like paper. The potato salad is very bland and doesn’t taste like any of the usual potato salad types. The green beans have a very strange taste, as well. My husband had the ribs and he said they’re like leather. The baked beans are way too sweet. Seriously not one good dish.

Wasn’t expecting to stop in for lunch on a pickup for a vintage coffee table, but I’m glad I did. It’s a cute little spot tucked away in the corner with fitting decor, my favorite soda on the soda machine, and oldies hits playing. The charming, nice lady behind the counter had some good quips, and great hospitality. A rockstar in her field. They boast the best barbecue, but I wouldn’t know. My partner and I both had the smoked egg salad sandwich, which absolutely slapped me silly (in a good way). The bread was soft but crusty on the outside, had a perfect texture to carry the delectable, moist egg salad that lay between the pieces of bread and fresh leafy greens. The smoky flavor added a certain je ne sais quois to this sandwich that set it apart from other egg salad sandwiches. The menu o

Super casual cute vintage place with great food. Love the tri-tip sandwich on sourdough bread with chimichurri sauce!! Excellent salad options, great barbecue, good variety of sandwiches that are made mostly on bread baked in house and killer Cookies! Some of the best in town!

This review’s for the BBQ. I love barbecue I’ve had Lexington style in North Carolina, Memphis style in Tennessee, South Carolina style out of Spartanburg, and of course, the brisket out of Texas. I usually give a lot of grace when it comes to BBQ, but this one I just couldn’t. The brisket had zero seasoning and tasted like someone slow-cooked a leather boot in a crock pot. No rendered fat, just sadness. The sauces were actually quite good, the coleslaw was solid, and the pulled pork was… fine, like a participation trophy fine. But the brisket? Criminal. See photo… that little pile of disappointment set me back $50.