Entertaining. Even more fun if you love your hot sauce. Like most Americans, I got started consuming hot sauce courtesy of Tabasco. Actually, it was at Mister Johnson’s rib shack at the edge of Seaside Park in Bridgeport…and he offered Tabasco as the topping for his excellent slow-smoked ribs.
I may have the name of his little sidewalk counter spot wrong. We just called it “Mister Johnson’s”. And that was in the mid-1960’s. My memory ain’t that great on a good day. But, I surely remember the taste of those ribs. And hot? Woo hoo!