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          • April 5, 2010 8:01 pm
            Tomorrow I will be making the pilgrimage. I’ll be in Atlanta for work. There is only one thing/place I want to see while I’m there. Abdullah the Butcher’s House of Ribs This is no joke. The guy you see in the picture above has a rib joint in the outskirts of Atlanta. And I’m going there. They say that the Butcher himself is sometimes there… I’m thrilled I’m terrified. Of course I’ll buy a shirt but the real question is, do I eat there?

            Tomorrow I will be making the pilgrimage.

            I’ll be in Atlanta for work. There is only one thing/place I want to see while I’m there.

            Abdullah the Butcher’s House of Ribs

            This is no joke. The guy you see in the picture above has a rib joint in the outskirts of Atlanta. And I’m going there.

            They say that the Butcher himself is sometimes there… I’m thrilled I’m terrified. Of course I’ll buy a shirt but the real question is, do I eat there?

            31 notes
            1. answered: full rack o’ pork ribs and fries baby! Do it!
            2. answered: The man puts his own knuckle hair on each dish!
            3. answered: no!!! for god’s sake!
            4. answered: ME, WHERE IS IT?
            5. answered: oh yes!
            6. answered: uh yea!
            7. answered: Ha! And I thought I was being brave meeting my mom for brunch at the Flying Biscuit tomorrow.
            8. answered: try the marietta diner
            9. answered: Yes. Eat there. Take pics. Post Review.
            10. answered: Oh yeah…you have to eat there. That guy looks like he knows a thing or two about ribs.
            11. answered: That’s just silly - of course you eat there. He looks delicious.
            12. thisistheglamorous answered: OF COURSE YOU EAT THERE
            13. answered: Hell yeah, I hear it’s great food!
            14. answered: RIBS
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