where's the [beef]

you can take the boy out of kansas, but you can't take the kansas out of the boy...nor can you stop that boy from consuming massive amounts of bbq on his birthday.

last year at this time i had just moved to a new state and hardly new anyone, this year i was able to spend my birthday with an excellent group of friends made the last 12 months.  i also enjoyed some of the best bbq i've found in the northeast at a place called "salvage"right here in portland, and by enjoyed i mean i ordered a meal called the "meat coma."  add on the fact that at this bbq place you can order a gallon of pabst blue ribbon and i was in heaven...

stuffed, bloated, covered in bbq sauce and suffering from the meat sweats...but in pure heaven.