Curveballs: Sweet & Smokey Down the Barbeque Trail

I work at a special ed school and engage my fellow workers in barbeque debates without end. Listening to them, I exist in disbelief. It's like barbeque war. Only THEY make the greatest barbeque ever and only THEY know of the greatest barbeque place of all time. They would rather stop breathing than concede defeat. It wasn't an idle threat. I up and left to find the truth.

I never imagined a pit master blowtorches ribs within earshot of the Gateway to the West or that a ribshack in the Home o...