There's something about barbecue that inspires a special kind of devotion. The kind of devotion that causes us to stand in line and wait for hours as dedicated pitmasters wrangle hundreds of pounds of meats and their accompaniments for our gustatory pleasure.
Every Saturday morning at Killen's Barbecue in Pearland, devotees line up around the block to wait until that blessed moment when they get their hands on one of those massive beef ribs. While they wait, folks hang out with their friends at nearby picnic tables and drink free Lone Star beer. Some even sing.
Scope out the scene, captured by Eater photographer Katy Norris, on a Saturday nearly one hour before the doors officially opened.
