Was at my favorite farmers’ market.
It's the one in IB (Imperial Beach Pier Plaza, 10 Evergreen Avenue, Imperial Beach, 619-397-1917) where the market’s tent city springs up right by the ocean.You see tents, surfers, dolphins, Coronado islands, ocean, Japan, in that order.
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So I’m looking and dreaming when the nostrils started twitching.
Barbecue.
Switch to auto, head back into tent alley. Arrive at Harry D’z BBQ.
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“Treat yourself, don’t cheat yourself,” it says.
Picture of Harry D is in the logo, so I recognize him cooking racks of ribs behind the counter.
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And now a mom and her two kids come up. They're getting the pulled pork sandwich. They wait while he loads up two buns with the pork. Sign says they’re $6.50...
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...Also pulled smoked BBQ chicken, same price. And Hebrew National hot dogs ($5.50) and BBQ plates for $10.
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Also, I see he sells his own sauce in jars (and has a full-on website with a list of the farmers’ markets he goes to, harrydzfood.com).
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I order the pulled pork sandwich just like Sharee's...
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...take a chomp, and ooh. Yeah. Sweet and smoky. It’s truly luscious, but also interesting. Not sure if it’s got that North Carolina touch — he’s from there — (and Carolina sauce is supposed to be the daddy of them all, a bit more vinegary than, say, Hunt’s Kansas City-style) but man, it keeps you coming back for another chomp.
“How did you make this recipe?” I ask.
“I’m a prayin’ man,” is all he’ll say.
All I can say is it’s pretty filling, pretty fulfilling. Even the 933 bus driver appreciates it. He lets me finish it before I jump aboard and we head inland.
Was at my favorite farmers’ market.
It's the one in IB (Imperial Beach Pier Plaza, 10 Evergreen Avenue, Imperial Beach, 619-397-1917) where the market’s tent city springs up right by the ocean.You see tents, surfers, dolphins, Coronado islands, ocean, Japan, in that order.
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2013/feb/18/40358/
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2013/feb/18/40359/
So I’m looking and dreaming when the nostrils started twitching.
Barbecue.
Switch to auto, head back into tent alley. Arrive at Harry D’z BBQ.
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2013/feb/18/40360/
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2013/feb/18/40361/
“Treat yourself, don’t cheat yourself,” it says.
Picture of Harry D is in the logo, so I recognize him cooking racks of ribs behind the counter.
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2013/feb/18/40362/
And now a mom and her two kids come up. They're getting the pulled pork sandwich. They wait while he loads up two buns with the pork. Sign says they’re $6.50...
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2013/feb/18/40363/
...Also pulled smoked BBQ chicken, same price. And Hebrew National hot dogs ($5.50) and BBQ plates for $10.
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2013/feb/18/40364/
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2013/feb/18/40366/
Also, I see he sells his own sauce in jars (and has a full-on website with a list of the farmers’ markets he goes to, harrydzfood.com).
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2013/feb/18/40367/
I order the pulled pork sandwich just like Sharee's...
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2013/feb/18/40365/
...take a chomp, and ooh. Yeah. Sweet and smoky. It’s truly luscious, but also interesting. Not sure if it’s got that North Carolina touch — he’s from there — (and Carolina sauce is supposed to be the daddy of them all, a bit more vinegary than, say, Hunt’s Kansas City-style) but man, it keeps you coming back for another chomp.
“How did you make this recipe?” I ask.
“I’m a prayin’ man,” is all he’ll say.
All I can say is it’s pretty filling, pretty fulfilling. Even the 933 bus driver appreciates it. He lets me finish it before I jump aboard and we head inland.