2023-C E Madison St., in the NWernmost corner of the 'hood. The "C" means that it's buried in a little strip mall off Madison, in a weird intersection (Madison goes east from Caitol Hill at a weird angle, so all the intersections are weird there). It's a little hard to see heading west. It was even hard to see the first time heading east. He smokes meat all day, and serves a very tasty, very mild sauce on it. I think maybe he serves a sauce with a little more character in his backyard, but his for-public-consumption stuff is awfully good. The General does a great job. Sides are tasty, too, and the multi-platters will feed easily all your co-workers, even if you work at Boeing. Don't take aquaintances there if they're real dainty and priss-like. They'll be horrified at the number of napkins they need to use in public. (But I'll be there with my sleeves rolled up and my tie over my shoulder). ~tom
Seattle, WA