![]() Nevertheless 3 Stacks Smokehouse has arrived, to give us a Frisco take on barbecue, which as it turns out is upmarket and shiny and built with haphazard bricks. That would be like putting a tattoo parlour in Trump Towers. Thus, Frisco is not an ideal place for Texas barbecue. I mean, the only real way to get to Frisco is up a tollway, which is a perfect metaphor for the entire city. Presumably if I pay $5 (about $5.40 after tax, probably a $1 convenience charge and a $2 booking fee as well) then I'll be able to get a quick glimpse of how people who could buy and sell me with a quick gesture live. The rest of it is just buildings that are too expensive for me to be able to look at, so they built massive walls around them. "I've found this brick, but the colour of it burns with the intensity of a thousand suns." Let's just go with whatever brick you can turn up." "Oh, I dunno, everything else around here is constructed out of a strange mixture of plywood and concrete, as if to taunt the regular tornadoes. All those strange brick buildings are meant to give it character, I suppose, but end up making the whole place look like the efforts of a pioneering architect who desires a standardized building, and has had southern European buildings described to them over the phone and just run with it. Frisco is an odd place for anything that isn't a strip mall.
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