I stumbled across a restaurant promoting its “American-style BBQ flavors!” while wandering the island of Malta. Normally on a trip like this I wouldn’t bother; first, I consciously favor local joints offering local food, so I can explore the culture via proper cuisine, and second, I avoid leaning on familiar “comfort” food because it’s rarely as good as what you know and want. In this case, the language and décor were so specific that the place caught my attention, and I had an uncommitted window for lunch, so I thought, what the heck. I didn’t expect it to be especially good, but I was curious.
I had their pork ribs. It’s hard to mess up ribs.
Their approach to BBQ ribs was, as far as I could gather by sampling the food and then watching the kitchen, to bake them just long enough to remove the moisture, but not so long as to render the fat and collagen and make the meat tender, so the ribs were simultaneously dry and tough, a neat trick. On cooking, they had been seasoned only with salt and pepper.
Then, prior to serving, they poured over the ribs a substantial splash of their own BBQ sauce, which, based on the flavor profile, started out as a ketchup-based recipe, but then, in a concession to the heavily-British-leaning tourist population, swapped out the ketchup for HP Sauce.
It was awful, bordering on inedible. The worst BBQ I’ve ever had, anywhere, by a wide margin. It made the McDonald’s McRib taste like something you’d get at Franklin’s.
I have no idea how they stayed in business.
Anyway, next time you’re in Malta, you should check them out!