Fighting Cock Roaster

So many important lessons are learned at your father's knee, from "If the waitress screws you, cheat her on the tip!", to "If it's just the tip, it's not really cheating!". Inspired by less-dirtbagish fatherly lessons, Fighting Cock Roaster.

A tiny spot with room for a dozen split between counter seating and a raised side-patio, the Cock's owner/grill-master/counterman learned his craft by tagging along with his pops to BBQ competitions back in his native Texas; after an abortive attempt last year, he's now serving up juicy chicken & pork cooked up on a smoker purchased from, of all places, a predominately black synagogue in Tacoma's Hilltop area, where they really know their Saul food. The menu's built around two types of sandwiches, both served on rich, chewy rolls or baguettes: traditional open-faced big-boys like the mound-of-pulled-pork "Slugger" and the jerk-chicken/'slaw "Smoker", as well as hand-friendly numbers like the chicken/grilled onions/cilantro "Mauler" and the also-chicken Rojo Mojo -- drowned in a sauce called Cubano Red, it'll make you willing to sacrifice political freedom for surprisingly quality public health-care, and an old Chevy. Also on tap: beans/rice/cheese/pico de gallo stuffed tex-mex tacos with choice of meat, and entrees including the 1/4-chicken "Bully Down" and the 1/2-bird "Dominator" (both with beans & rice and potato salad), and a dish consisting of chicken pieces cooked with coconut curry served over rice, dubbed "Muay Thai" because, as the owner explains, the sport's moves and regalia are inspired by fighting cocks (much like Times Square's old WWF restaurant served "Hit in Face with Folding Chair").

FCR also offers fresh baked goods and breakfast tacos in the AM; they're breakfast/lunch-only for now, but plan to start serving dinner soon, so you can keep following the most important of fatherly lessons, "Never cook".