Dad already spoke about the fine trip we had in Austin. It was the perfect micro vacation. We paid for one night at a cheap hotel and stayed for two nights of music. There were six different stages with usually most of them going perpetually. There were two more days of music but the budget and our feet were at their tether. We caught all the premier acts and I got my socks blown off by Clairy Browne and The Bangin' Rackettes. I came to the the Young Dubliners, who are the reason we even stumbled upon the event, But Clairy Brown was the apex.
Dad mentioned the food trucks but he left out the experience we had at Franklin's Barbecue. He had heard of their exquisite food and long line, so we went early. They are only open for a couple hours. We got there 30 minutes after opening and found a line out the door. Then we got around the corner to see this.
Dad mentioned the food trucks but he left out the experience we had at Franklin's Barbecue. He had heard of their exquisite food and long line, so we went early. They are only open for a couple hours. We got there 30 minutes after opening and found a line out the door. Then we got around the corner to see this.
The three people in the front of the shot are the end of the line out the door, then it turns the corner. We got to the end of the line and I was about to talk Dad out of the wait when an employee selling drinks told the people past a certain point that we were past the point that they can guarantee food, but we could wait in the hopes for scraps. People arrive an hour before opening, and we arrived 30 minutes after opening to find them essentially sold out.
We complained and discussed how they could make their business far more profitable when we realized something. We'd already had the best barbecue of our lives. The best they could do was join the 10 way tie. Perhaps it's the line that makes them so good. Is it the food or psychology of an epic wait? Humans are queer little monkeys.
we came back an hour later to see the people we were behind had only made it halfway to the door. I now know the secret to a successful business. Exclusivity.
We complained and discussed how they could make their business far more profitable when we realized something. We'd already had the best barbecue of our lives. The best they could do was join the 10 way tie. Perhaps it's the line that makes them so good. Is it the food or psychology of an epic wait? Humans are queer little monkeys.
we came back an hour later to see the people we were behind had only made it halfway to the door. I now know the secret to a successful business. Exclusivity.