Pig-a-Poole-ooza: The Thrilling Conclusion!

This is it, folks. The fourth and final installment in the Poole’s BBQ saga. You may recall from the second post about this quirky place in East Ellijay, GA, that I promised the design on the top of the Pig-Moby-Il would become clearer. Here’s a close-up, for a refresher.

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It reads “Col. Poole’s Hill-of-Fame,” and the painting on the side of the pig bump looks like a hill with pigs on it. To what are the words and picture referring? Oh, I’m so glad you asked!

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Remember those small, pig-shaped signs from the previous post? Yep, they’re here too. All together in one giant pig shape on a hill at the back of Poole’s property. This, my pig-loving pals, is the Hill-of-Fame.

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You can see in this picture of the pig’s tail end that they’ve run out of space in the pig shape to put pig cards and are now placing them on fence-type structures and light poles. The Hill-of-Fame is around 50 yards wide, according to Husband, who is much better at estimating this sort of thing than I am.

Seeing Poole’s in person is an experience I recommend if you’re up in the Blue Ridge Mtns. in Georgia. Photos simply can’t do it justice. If you do visit and you eat while you’re there, let me know: I’d love to know how the food is at the Taj-Ma-Hog! (Yes, that’s what the restaurant building is called. No, I didn’t make that one up. Seriously, folks–I’m creative, but I couldn’t make any of this stuff up.)

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Pig-a-Poole-ooza Part 3

Meet Porky.

Hi.

Hi.

I didn’t choose that name for him. It’s really his name. See?

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 Porky is Poole’s Bar-B-Q resident mechanical pig. He hangs out near the door, atop the pig-stamped concrete floor, greeting customers and bidding them farewell until next time. I have no idea if he actually works anymore–for some reason Husband wasn’t keen on trying it out.

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You may have noticed these colored pigs in the previous post. They are all over the property outside the restaurant.

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No, really. They are.

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I don’t know what one must to do get one’s name on a colored pig: we didn’t go in and talk to anyone. Poole’s was our sixth bbq stop of the day, and by that point even I was a little tired . I’d love to interview Colonel Poole some day. (He’s a Kentucky Colonel, which–for you poor souls who don’t know what that means because you haven’t been blessed by living in the Bluegrass state–is a designation granted by the governor of Kentucky.)

All of this and we’re still not done at Poole’s! Come back tomorrow for the final post!

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Pig-a-Poole-ooza Part 2

In yesterday’s post, I told you that Poole’s BBQ in East Ellijay, GA, was a little unusual. That may have been a bit of an understatement.

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Pig ears, a tail , and a back on the roof; painted-on snout and eyes on the hood; and a plastic half-moon attached to the grille to give the appearance of a snout to oncoming traffic: Behold Poole’s BBQ Pig-Moby-Il (their spelling, not mine!). The paint job on the side of the pig’s back on the roof will become clearer in a post or two, I promise.

From the side:

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The painted pink pig shape on the concrete says “Pig-A-Boo,” by the way. Just in case you weren’t sure you were reading it correctly.

Here is their other vehicle:

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After the riotous quality of the other car, this one is a bit of a letdown. It still has piggy ears and a tail, as well as the painted snout, and it keeps the red, yellow, and white color scheme. but it’s lacking the joie de vivre of its car counterpart. The Romney sticker on the front does make me giggle, however.

In the immortal words of late-night infomercials, “But wait! There’s more!” Come back tomorrow to see what other delights Poole’s BBQ offers!

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Pig-a-Poole-ooza!

For a while as an adult, birthdays weren’t much fun. They weren’t awful, but they weren’t the sugar-loaded happy fests of childhood. Then we had a child, and as he got older, birthdays started becoming more enjoyable. His enthusiasm for me turning another year older is cute and contagious, so now I’m excited too. What better way to celebrate my birthday on the blog this week than by sharing a bbq place in East Ellijay, GA, that I strongly suspect is like no other bbq restaurant in the country?

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This is Poole’s BBQ. From this picture, it appears to be a fairly standard bbq restaurant. The yellow pig on the top, with the restaurant’s name painted on his side, and the multiple painted pigs on the yellow siding, are nothing out of the ordinary. The yellow pig sign on the post with the restaurant’s July 3rd hours is a nice touch, though a bit out of season since we visited in August. The plastic pink pig bin–which to me looks like a Little Tykes toy box–is really the first hint to me that this place is a little unusual. Just how unusual is Poole’s? Come back tomorrow to find out!

 

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Eat and Run

Today’s picture is our first from North Carolina! Friend of the blog Cheryl kindly responded to my request for a picture of this sign after I came across the restaurant’s website.

You can eat the ribs--but first you have to catch them!

You can eat the ribs–but first you have to catch them!

This logo has a lot going on. First, the pig is wearing a napkin around his neck. He has a fork in his right hoof, and two items in his left hoof which I think are salt and pepper shakers. Despite the apple crammed in his mouth, he’s looking pretty happy, which may be due to the fact that he has massive monster truck wheels instead of back hooves so he can escape the odd situation he is in. Or run over the farmer trying to get him. Or even go off-roading. The possibilities end only when he blows a tire-hoof or gets pulled over for having a tail light out.

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Rescue Me!

It’s back to the pigs with this post! My family and I took a weekend trip to north Georgia in August, and we stopped at several places along the way, taking pictures of signs to share with you. Here’s the first one!

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This is one stern swine. One powerful pig. One confrontational cloven-hoofed creature. He’s got tongs and a bandana, and he means business. And that tattoo on his impressive bicep lets you know he’s no wimp.

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This barbecue place is in Ashburn, GA, and literally around the corner from another place I’ll be featuring soon. It’s in a shopping center, in a strip with a Mexican restaurant and an Asian grocery, and sharing a parking lot with that Southern institution, a Piggly Wiggly (sometimes affectionately called “The Pig”). Rescue’s isn’t too far off I-75, so if you’re driving by, or you happen to be in Ashburn for, say, the Fire Ant Festival, you should go by and check them out. Bonus points if you buy a t-shirt and send in a pic of you wearing it!

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Swineless Sunday: Tiki Time

He’s not purple, and I doubt he’s from Mozambique-y or the isle of Martinique-y, but this guy is pretty cool nonetheless. Andrea sent in this sign from Knoxville, TN.

"Kind of freaky... with mystique-y... humble, meeky, not critique-y"

“Kind of freaky… with mystique-y… humble, meeky, not critique-y”

The band that sings the song in the link has two members who write and perform the music for the Disney Jr. show Jake and the Never Land Pirates. You’re welcome for the Sunday earworm, by the way.

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T-Riffic Tuesday

Today’s sign, which is in Jacksonville, FL, may seem odd at first. Why would someone name a food mart after a dinosaur? Is the owner a Jurassic Park fan? (“Mr. Hammond, after careful consideration, I’ve decided NOT to endorse your park!”)

It's well stocked. Just don't ask them to help you get any items off the top shelves.

It’s well stocked. Just don’t ask them to help you get any items off the top shelves.

The name makes more sense when you know where the store is located, though. This fellow is hanging out in front of the row of stores.

Look into my glowing red eyes...

Look into my glowing red eyes…

I read here that the dino used to guard a mini golf place, but when it went out of business he spent a few years just hanging out before being moved to the shopping center on Beach Boulevard and inspiring the food mart’s name. For his age (70 million years, give or take a few million), he looks pretty good, but I think a new paint job will soon be in order. What color combos would you suggest? Tell us in the comments!

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Swineless Sunday

Happy Labor Day weekend! Let’s celebrate by enjoying this mural outside an Asian market in Jacksonville, FL. No animals in this one: just cheerful, thumbs-up veggies and fruits. Any idea what the veggie on the right is in this first pic? Husband says daikon, I say ginger.

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This second pic should give you an idea of how large the mural actually is: at least five cars wide.

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Does anyone have a guess as to what the prickly green thing is? It looks too round to be a durian (but then again, these are grinning cartoon produce so I suppose I can’t expect too much in the way of realism).

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A close-up of the left side of the mural. I love that the bean is showing off his muscles. Plant protein power, baby!

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If you have any pics of signs that don’t feature animals but that are still blog-worthy in some way, send them to me! I’d love to make “Swineless Sunday” a more regular feature!

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