"You're gonna get us killed!" I thought.
The door on my parents' beige '99 Chevy Lumina had just slammed, a dull thud ringing through the crisp December sky. Eddie and I were heading into the Salt Lick, a barbeque joint legendary for its tender pork ribs, sage-filled sausage, and pit-smoked...
Posted February 3, 2012 | 02/03/12 05:38 PM ET