Yeah, remember how I went to Nashville six weeks ago? Well, I'm finally getting around to telling you about it. I'd gone a few years ago and remembered really liking Jack's BBQ, but not bothering with Rippy's BBQ. A good friend of ours went about a year ago and insisted that Rippy's was 100 times better than Jack's. Despite the piss-poor reviews of Rippy's on Yelp! and UrbanSpoon, I wanted to go back and try both, just to settle the debate.
We got into the 'ville just before dinnertime, so we freshened up and promptly hit the town. Our (shitty) hotel was practically in Printer's Alley, so we were within a close walk of almost anyplace downtown. There was a hockey game happening, so the streets and shops on Broadway were getting crowded fast. I decided we'd try Rippy's the first night because I didn't want to end the trip on a sour note in case it sucked. Good thinking on my part.
It took a while for us to be greeted, and regardless of the fact that we asked for a booth, the waitress sat us at a high-top table right in front of the window. As long as we sat waiting for beverages, we put our order in right away in fear of how long it might take. We both opted for the pulled pork basket with different sides.
Service is to Rippy's what a pleasant experience is to your local bargain theater. They're not mutually exclusive. The water glasses were mostly left empty and our server never asked if we wanted refills on our cocktails. Our buddy had asked us to bring him back a bottle of their
2 out of 5 sporks!