We drove north this afternoon to Pine Mountain, Georgia to see the countryside and to check out an RV resort in the area. Pine Mountain seems to be a bit of a tourist destination in the southern foothills of the Smokies with some local resorts, golf courses and the Callaway Gardens. We went into an antique/flea-market shop and asked the owners if they had a local favorite restaurant for lunch. They told me I was in luck because the best Georgia barbecue was just down the street at a little local place called “Three Lil’ Pigs Bar-B-Que“.
We drove to the eatery and noticed they had a large outside eating area but only about 5 tables inside. Most people seemed to be ordering carry-out. We ordered a couple of pork sandwiches. I guess it is a good idea to carry cash when traveling through rural Georgia – it was a cash only restaurant. They also did not have inside restrooms – you had to go outside of the building to a restroom in the back. They gave you a styrofoam cup for sweet tea or soft drinks so big that you did not need a refill.
Since the place was named after a fairytale I decided to try their home-made hot sauce for my sandwich in memory of the wolf who ended up in the fire at the 3rd pig’s house. It was a great choice but I am still feeling the after-burn of that heat. I also worry what tomorrow will bring.