BBQ Bologna

On most Saturdays, I have breakfast with Tim Scott, Lloyd Lewallen and Eric Moffett.  We usually meet at the Jct. 166 Cafe in Pocahontas at 7.30a and for an hour or so to eat and talk and laugh.  The food is good, even though we all usually order the same thing every week.

This morning Tim was not with us, having bailed to go see his grandkids in Northwest Arkansas, but we did have two guests.  Eric's father, who lives in Huntsville, Ark. joined us as did Eric's father-in-law from Rowlett, Texas.  As is usually the case, at one point during our gluttony, the conversation turned to food.  I was sitting next to Eric's father-in-law, Dave Brownfield, and during the course of our conversation, I discovered we both had a love for a certain Mexican restaurant located in the Fort Worth Stockyards named Joe T. Garcia's. 

As we swapped stories taking turns raving about Garcia's, Dave asked me if I had ever been to a certain restaurant in south Dallas that served bar-b-que bologna.  Almost immediately my eyes glazed over and I started to salivate thinking about my favorite childhood lunch meat bathed in sweet, smoky barbecue sauce.  Dave couldn't remember the name of the restaurant, but promised to get it for me.  He also added it was the best bologna he had tasted.

Later this afternoon, I received an e-mail from Dave, telling me the mystery restaurant was Little Bob's BBQ, located just a mile or two south of downtown Dallas in the Oakcliff area.  I Googled it, and I am semi-familiar with the neighborhood in which it is located, just off of I-35E.   Knowing the exact location, only makes the desire to taste this desirable morsel even more.

I don't have a trip to the Metroplex planned anytime soon, but I think Marilyn may be going sometime in July with her mother and sister to see her brother in Greenville. which is about an hour east of Dallas.  Maybe, if I am lucky, she'll make a stop in south Dallas for me.  It could happen.