Okay, this is the review people like South Florida Daily Blog have been clamoring for from me and other serious food bloggers. No, not you second rate bloggers who love to write about schlocky chains or sub par establishments located in strip malls in the middle of suburban hell.
As I've said before, any schmuck with a car, some cash and a camera phone can pull into one of the vast strip malls across South Florida, plop down into some low tiered chain restaurant or an independently owned freezer to fryer spot and write a negative review. But what is the point? I can walk down the block right now and enter ten establishments and have ten negative posts to write about. But it's a waste of my money and my time and then you get to waste your time reading about it.
I want my money back! And I think South Florida Daily Blog should reimburse me if this is the sort of review his followers desire. (Relax SFDB I'm kidding)
So what possessed me to lose my food common sense and walk into VooDoo Doo Doo BBQ & Grill? It was primarily the positive three star review that both local dish rags carried. When did newspapers stop requiring resumes and writing samples prior to hiring? The individual who recommended VooDoo poo poo to the masses should write a follow up piece explaining how many BBQ shrimp he has had in New Orleans or how many slow cooked pieces of real BBQ have landed on his plate. I bet he can tweet those answers with room to spare for a hash tag.
If you really want some comic relief, go read this glowing review from some hack Food
In all seriousness, I was passing through the area when I saw the sign and recalled the palate clowns' review. Listen, I knew the place sucked as soon as I read his review. I knew it sucked even more as soon as I walked inside the door. But, I am fair and I never prejudge unless she is obese, has bad acne and a mustache.
The New Orleans lover in me wanted to give this place a fair shake and ordered way too much food. But hey, how can resist chicken and sausage gumbo, BBQ Shrimp, Cajun smoked sausage and slow smoked brisket along with three house made BBQ sauces all in Pembroke Freakin Pines!!
Easily the worst gumbo I have ever had. Zero spice and twice the salt with no traces of chicken or sausage.
BBQ Shrimp "a New Orleans Classic", at least they got that part right. They allegedly cook it in worcestershire and herb spiked butter sauce. There was ZERO trace of worcestershire sauce in my bowl. These tasted more like an overly buttered box of popcorn.
House made BBQ sauces probably sounded like a good idea in the boardroom but they forgot that someone needed to create them. Stick with Crystal.
I still can't believe I'm wasting my time writing this post while some moron is making even more money selling these franchises across the country. Anyway, there was nothing Cajun or spiced about their sausage and the brisket was overcooked and dry. The three sauces were sad.
The douche bags that are trying to make a profit on New Orleans food by serving this garbage should be stopped in their footsteps. People of Miami, do not accept this as representative of New Orleans food and more importantly do not waste your hard earned money on this sham.
Go support the chefs and restaurants doing things right and serving great food.