Frustratingly inconsistent.\n\nI know Mike Mills (not the REM bassist, sadly) is like the Alain Ducasse of BBQ. And there have maybe been like two times that I've eaten at Memphis Championship and kind of got a glimpse of what the fuss is all about - but the thing is, I've been there about seven or eight times.\n\nWhen the pulled pork actually tastes like smoke, it's a revelation - but half the time it's bland and stringy. Their baby back ribs were probably the driest, least tender ribs I've ever had at a 'que joint. Thankfully, the Magic Dust is legit - frankly the best part of eating Memphis Championship BBQ. It's not the sauce, it's not the meat, it's not the smoke - it's the dust.\n\nAs for the all-important BBQ sides, the onion straws are addictive, and the fried dill pickles are awesome so long as you get to them before the inside of the pickle soaks through the breading. None of the other sides that I've tried really stand out.\n\nTheir sweet tea is pretty off the hook though - I think they use apple blossom honey in it or something. It's like crack.\n\nI dunno. Maybe Mike Mills needs to come into Vegas and whip his kitchen into shape - because a place with this much hype around it and such a big name behind it - should be better.
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