We went to Smokey Bones on the evening after a funeral. We were getting together with long lost relatives and so we were doing more talking at first than anything else.
There was about a 10 minute wait at the front to get in, but the staff never rushed us at all. We sat, we ordered drinks, we talked. The waitress attended to our needs, but wasn't rushed to feed 'em and release 'em.
When we finally ordered (and all of the party showed up) we were welcomed with huge plates of food. We were given knives, but quite frankly you won't need them. My ribs pulled apart. And my wife's quarter of a chicken did too.
Only one thing - when you decide to grab a bottle of BBQ sauce and be adventurous, check the handy card supplied with the bottles, at the table. The bottle I picked had some pretty good heat to it. It was good. But surprising.
When we were driving out of the parking lot my wife commented, "That food was so good! I just couldn't quit picking at my chicken!"
And when the wife is happy, I'm happy. :-)
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