Letter from Central Texas - By Meat Alone: The Best Texas Barbecue In The World (Calvin Trillin, writing in The New Yorker)...Snow’s BBQ turned out to have the sort of layout found in a place like Kreuz Market, except in miniature. It’s a small dark-red building that has room for a counter and six tables—with a few more tables outside, near the cast-iron smokers that in Texas are referred to as pits, even if they’re not in the ground. A sign listed what meats were available, all for $8.45 a pound: sausage, brisket, pork, pork ribs, and chicken. The sides offered were “Mrs. Patschke’s homemade coleslaw and potato salad,” plus free beans. There were only a couple of people ahead of us in line.
Burka stepped up to the counter to order.“Are there five of you?” the young woman slicing the meat asked, as Burka tried to figure out how many pounds we needed.
“Well,” Burka said, glancing at Evan Smith. “Four, really. One is . . . he has a big meal coming up.”
“You’re ashamed of your friend,” I whispered to Burka. “You’ve abandoned him.”
“I just couldn’t say the V-word,” Burka said. He looked sheepish—not, I would guess, a normal look for him.
The "V word", in case you hadn't figured it out - "vegetarian."
Hat tip: deVille