The
Wall Street Journal tours the country's best burgers, and certainly likes the ones at Slow's Bar BQ.
Excerpt:
By
the time it took to drive the 15 miles downtown to Slow's Bar BQ, I was
ready for a burger with a forward-looking attitude. The people who
opened this temple of eclectic barbecue two years ago this St.
Patrick's Day had to be optimists. Slow's is at the bleak edge of
Detroit's Corktown, the Irish enclave where Briggs (later Tiger)
Stadium now stands derelict and the most prominent competition for
Slow's is a bar called O'Blivion's; aross the way is another monumental
hulk, Michigan Central Station, where we once caught the Wolverine to
Chicago and no trains chug any more. Inside Slow's, customers start
arriving around 11 a.m. Premium beer flows. Pulled pork is pulled. And
I get my best sandwich of the day. The beef is charred. The cheese is
Gouda with a nice snap. The bun doesn't ooze away under finger pressure.
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