Every night when I come home I have to pass Bofinger, the delicious smokehouse rib place on Sherbrooke. Why did they come here? I feel drawn to the place and let me tell you, the ribs are delish. Mmm-Mmm-Mmm. I have always felt that I was supposed to be born in a place that loved to BBQ, you know, Memphis, Texas, anywhere south of the Mason Dixon line because nothing soothes me like the smell of BBQ. It feels "down-home" and the food is always yum-meee.
You have to check the place out if you like comfort food at great prices. Here's another link.
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