At Bryant's, you are in the presence of the unadorned barbecue god in his Stygian lair. The completely chic surroundings do not appear to have not been updated since the 1950's, and are thus perfect. The very tables are soaked in smoke. The food, huge platters of paprika'd meat on Wonder Bread -- WORSHIP IT! Ye shall place no other meats before it! Here all dine together in bliss -- it don't matter if you're black or white -- taste buds have no color, mine friends. AIEEEE!
Feel the barbeuce on your tongue a sassy mix of echt KC, segregation, jass, Pendergast, machine guns, and the Paseo speakeasy! SEE BRYANT's, my friends -- and DIE!
Pros: Best barbecue on Eart, atmosphere, history
Cons: none
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