I am so flattered. My friend Jaton Wince sent me a poem recently about my barbecue. Enjoy. Forefathers thoughts conveyed around billows of smoke; Perfecting the open pit craft to delight the Palette with essences of Carolinas finest in the Big Easy. Who am I, you say; I am the manifestation of a dream to enlighten your taste buds with techniques inherited from days old. Flavors of Conyers Nastolgia intrigues the intellect of cultural taste buds. A delicacy of harmonic season