After last week's successful deer hunting trip, I met my parents in San Antonio for a brief 24 hours. On the way from San Antonio to Fredericksburg, we stopped at Rudy's Barbecue, something of a legend in those parts for quality 'cue. I hadn't eaten there since college (many more years ago than I care to admit), and my memories were fond.
I opted for the "beef" (also called brisket or sliced beef, or any combination thereof). It was outstanding -- smoky, tender, and not a bit dry. Wedged between two slices of stick-to-the-roof-of-your-mouth Wonderbread, slathered in sauce, it was heaven. In my opinion, sliced beef defines Texas barbecue, and you won't get much better than Rudy's. Appropriately enough, Rudy's is also housed in a convenience store and gas station -- not unlike my K.C. favorite, Oklahoma Joe's. Coincidence? I think not.
Becker Reserve Cabernet.