My second assignment in the Air Force was at Seymour Johnson AFB in Goldsboro, NC, in the heart of eastern Carolina BBQ country. In two years, I must have eaten my body weight in BBQ a couple of times over. In those days (luckily) I still had my metabolism and ran five miles a day, so at least I had a fighting chance to burn off some of those delicious calories.
Oddly enough, I’ve been in Virginia for the past decade and BBQ in the Old Dominion can’t even compare with eastern North Carolina.
Wilburs?