There aren’t enough solid things in it

Another grumble about NYC's Dinosaur Bar-b-que, in the New Yorker: "It’s hard to tell what excites barbecue geeks more whenever a new barbecue joint comes to town: the prospect of smoked meat or the chance to argue about it... One diner observed that the corn bread, with a sugary glaze, tasted a little like Alpha-Bits, and another discovered, heretically, that pretty much every kind of meat at the table could be improved by dipping it in the melted “Cajun garlic butter” (seasoned with “Cajun foreplay”) that came with a side order of salt potatoes. The heretic’s pronouncement on the chili, which tasted great but had the consistency of spaghetti sauce, hinted at a consensus: 'There aren’t enough solid things in it.'"