Ed and Company
1505 NE Killingsworth

A lot of you stinkin' liberal hippies hate the global corporate structure. You say it exploits workers and contributes to the assimilation of the individual in the marketplace. And this time, you happen to be right. However! Just as one gives mad props to Mussolini for "making the trains run on time," one also must thank corporate structure for "regular business hours" (i.e. showing up to Starbucks at 8 am, and lo and behold they're actually open). On the other hand, there are certain businesses--and in particular restaurants--that are so good, you'll excuse the occasional lapse in structured day-to-day business dealings.

For example: Ed and Company on NE Killingsworth and 15th. You've probably driven past without giving it a second glance, because it's a yellow singlewide trailer, which for the longest time had no sign out front except for "OPEN." I mean, c'mon!! No sign? And they expect me to believe I'm not gonna walk into the pawn shop scene from Pulp Fiction? Regardless, they've got a nice sign now, and as it turns out, they sell barbecue and seafood gumbo that's DELICIOUS.

But here's the thing. They don't make it easy. You can get barbecue (along with catfish, chicken, and other Southern delicacies) Monday through Friday, but on Saturday and Sunday they serve seafood gumbo--and that's it! However, regardless of when you show up, you can't go wrong. The barbecue pork sandwich is heaped tall with tender succulent piggy drenched in a not-too-sweet sauce that goes great with fresh greens (which are never bitter) and dark, rich baked beans. And on the weekends, you get a tub of gumbo that's chock-full of crab, okra, hot sausage, chicken, scallops, gizzard, fish, and rice. And if you choose to soak that soup up with some Wonder Bread? Goddamn! That's good eatin'!

Also, I would love to recommend the ribs--but I can't. And that's because I showed up an hour before they were supposed to close and discovered they were closed. However, if I have to occasionally suffer to enjoy a great meal while discouraging the assimilation of corporate culture--then that is a price I will happily pay.