Words can not really prepare you for a visit to Jinx. To say it is located in a shack is an insult to shacks. I'd call it more like a "hovel." A filthy-looking hovel. I honestly didn't think it was still in business when I pulled open the ripped screen door and pushed gently on door. But the door opened, and my daughter and I mustered the courage to order a meal (barbeque sandwiches, served with cold beet soup, potato salad and cucumber salad -- the only things Jinx, the somewhat eccentric owner, had to offer).
The food was fantastic -- particularly the barbeque served warm on white bread. I've eaten a lot of barbeque, but I think it was the best I've ever had. Slow-roasted, pit-cooked, with a little vinegar perhaps and a melt-in-your-mouth consistency.
BTW, one of the biggest laughs we had at Jinx was seeing him prepare the sandwiches with little plastic gloves on, like he was doing testing in a spotless laboratory. This, of course, took place in an open kitchen that looked like something out of a condemned 1960s mobile home.
Even more improbable, Jinx participates in various restaurant coupon deals, like LivingSocial and restaurant.com. So look for a coupon before you go. Mind you, he probably won't have the ingredients for the deal you bought (like no ribs when we visited), but he'll likely agree to feed you at a price that you will find more than reasonable.
Overall, one of the most delicious lunches -- and undoubtedly strangest -- that I've ever eaten in America.
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