In certain parts of this great nation, barbeque is so much more than food—it’s a religion. Ribs, briskets, and sausages are meant not only to be consumed but revered. Here in Kansas City, we know this all too well. But the burden of my curiosity left me wanting more, so when the chance presented itself to dig into the offerings of another barbeque mecca, I had to take the leap. This is the story of my smoke-filled odyssey through Central Texas.