The battle of Fat Mike and Two Pigs

When I lived in Albania, two things I loved in America ceased to be. One was the Mary Engelbreit Home Companion, a magazine for people who love home decorating and all kinds of crafty fun. The other was Two Pigs, the world's greatest barbecue restaurant. Actually, it was less of a restaurant and more of a gathering place that served really, really, really good food. Today I visited the restaurant that is now in its place, and it truly tries to live up to the definition of restaurant. Whereas in Two pigs you walked in the side door, at Fat Mike's you walk in the front door. At Two Pigs you ordered at the counter and they brought your food out on paper plates. Fat Mike sends a waiter to your table who brings you place-mat style menus and food on cafeteria style plates. Gone are the pigs that decorated the walls and tables, and in its place are more sophisticated objects, like lamps and paintings. The food was good, although the sauce was a bit sweet for my taste. The loaded potato casserole was delicious, but a but heavy when paired with pulled pork. The fried green tomatoes were fab, but really, how can you mess those up?The battle may be a bit unfair, as there are Two Pigs and only one Mike, and he's apparently overweight, therefore unfit for battle. The Pigs win this one, in my opinion. Too bad they're not around to celebrate their victory.