Southern Fried Road Trip (Part 3)

A friend of ours, who had lived in Atlanta, GA for a bit, recommend that we try Fat Matt's Rib Shack.  Actually I'm pretty sure he insisted that it was THE place for great BBQ.  So we went.  And it was delightful.  After taking a quick glimpse at the menu board we decided on: one chopped pork sandwich, one rib sandwich, mac and cheese with both and one giant sweet tea for me.  Oh and a piece of pecan pie.  Oh, that pecan pie.... Yet again, we found ourselves polishing off our plates and licking our fingers clean.  The bbq sauce is just too good to waste by wiping it onto a napkin!  Fat Matt's definitely did not disappoint.

I've been noticing more and more, that for me, part of what makes food taste so great is the atmosphere.  Fat Matt's had lots of it.  Big bright signs, a touch of neon, truly friendly staff and a shop filled to the brim with happy customers busy licking sauce from every finger.  The clientele consisted of everyone from students to truckers to fancy ladies with their designer bags and their hair freshly did.  It was truly fantastic.  If we hadn't been on our way to Savannah, I could have stayed all day.