3 Life Lessons Learned From Martin’s Bar-B-Que Joint

Miscellaneous, Nashville / Saturday, November 15th, 2008

I’ve never been a missionary. When I was baptized, the thunder clapped outside, and I laughed so hard when I came up, I probably need a do-over. But when I saw that Martin’s Bar-B-Que Joint hadn’t been named “Best Barbecue” in the Nashville Scene’s annual “Best Of” issue, I knew it was time to spread the gospel. Because even if you don’t live near Nolensville or barbecue isn’t your thing, there are three big life lessons you can learn from Martin’s:

1. Go whole hog. Get passionate about what you’re doing. A lot of barbecue places – a lot of workplaces in general – phone it in, but when you go to Martin’s, YOU get excited about the barbecue, because they’re excited about the barbecue. It’s contagious. Just read Pat Martin’s blog about starting and running the business. Do you have any idea how much chicken and brisket Jeff has smoked in the backyard since he got bitten by the Martin’s Barbecue Bug? The dog and cat hide when the tongs come out.

2. Do what matters. Martin’s has the best brisket I’ve ever eaten, and I’m no rookie. My dad used to drive us from Tennessee to Missouri after church for barbecue. But at Martin’s, they’re smoking meat 22 hours a day, which means that, while I’m watching a rerun of “House,” they’re smoking meat. While I’m thinking about doing the laundry, they’re smoking meat. While I’m writing this post, they’re smoking meat. They put the time into being the best. Into being craftsmen.

3. Step up your game. Everything at Martin’s is better than it has to be. Most barbecue joints have menus that begin and end with the same-old sandwiches and plates; Martin’s is also home of the 10-inch “Porter Wagoner” hot dog, the Redneck Taco and Habanero Bread Pudding, which is sold out so often I’m starting to think it’s a myth. I’ve never been to a cleaner, friendlier, more fun barbecue joint. Even the sides are amazing. Today, we tried the cornbread for the first time, and if Martin’s were any closer to our house, I’d start forwarding Jeff’s mail there.

A few years ago, I used to tally votes for our local “Best Of” issue, so I know that the chains tend to win. They’ve got the name recognition. But Martin’s barbecue isn’t just something you crave, it’s inspiring. And inspiration trumps drive-thru any day.

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4 thoughts on “3 Life Lessons Learned From Martin’s Bar-B-Que Joint

  1. The sauce on the meat looks delicious doe you have the recipe?:)hmmmmm i can taste it from here.It`s a pitty??? that we don’t have martins BBQ here in the Netherlands.:(

  2. This is my favorite restaurant is the whole world! It definitely does not get enough credit! I’m glad I found you through Tastespotting.com. . .

  3. OMG. I’m living in France til June and I’m from Nashville and just yesterday I was telling an American friend here how much I’m gonna miss me some Q.

    …you aren’t helping.

    BTW, this is one of the few blogs I look at everyday.

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