Q. What is Dave wearing today?
A. Dave is wearing a blue dress shirt, a blue-and-white tie, and a pair of dark brown pants. Yesterday, he wore a blue sweatshirt and a pair of jeans that smelled like the Dreamland Barbecue in Huntsville, Ala. It's where he, Complementary Spouse Britt Shirley and America's Favorite Mom had lunch. Dave kept sniffing his sweatshirt all afternoon. He thinks Dreamland should sell cologne.
Q. How does Dave feel today?
A. Dave wishes he were eating more Dreamland barbecue.
Q. What are the factors affecting Dave's mood today?
A. Dave is disappointed none of his clothes smell smoky, tangy nor sweet.
Q. What's the deal with this Dreamland place anyway?
A. The original Dreamland Barbecue is in Tuscaloosa, Ala. Britt ate there when he was in college, at the University of We-Lost-Badly-Louisiana-Monroe. No, wait, that's not the correct name. I think the school is called the University of Nick-Saban-Apologists. Anyway, Dreamland became famous for its delicious food and its severely limited menu: ribs, white bread, Coke, Sprite. That was all. Now there are just a handful of locations, including Huntsville, and thankfully the menu is a little longer, although it still fits on one side of an index card.
Now Dave will break out of the third-person Four Questions format to present some Dreamland photos:
Outside the Dreamland. Notice my thumb?
White bread and barbecue sauce, served on styrofoam plates: the hallmarks of fine dining
Is this an order or a suggestion? Or does the "No" part of the sign switch on and off, like on a "No vacancy" sign in front of a motel?
My barbecue chicken sandwich
The barbecue area. If you could smell this picture, you'd be drooling on your keyboard now.