Rocklands might be worth trying, as well. I have friends who swear by their barbecue, but the one rack of ribs I've taken home from there was dry and a bit tough. Most of the sides I've tried were great, though. Even if the food there garners little praise from those with fancy palates, the wonderful, smoky fragrance it lends to that stretch of Wisconsin Avenue cannot be denied. Should Rocklands ever close, I shudder to think of what it would smell like. Probably the exotic bouquet of the Chevron station, blended with Good Guys.