Sunday, January 10, 2010

Georgia Pig

South of Brunswick, Georgia, there is a great place to get barbecue. The Georgia Pig looks as if way more time has been spent smoking pork and perfecting the potato salad than fussing with the decor. I like that in a barbecue joint. These days, it's easy to miss the Georgia Pig. Gas stations and fast food outlets with bright, blinking plastic signs line the road. How can a row of hand painted wooden cut-outs of pigs compete? The pigs owe more to memories of Porky than to some advertising agency's ideas about a suitable logo or "brand image." This is hickory-infused folk art, fading in the sun. By the way, if you stop at the Georgia Pig, don’t ask for fries.