Eating Out: Wood Ranch BBQ & Grill

The tri-tip doesn’t get a lot of love or publicity in the world of meats. It’s a bottom sirloin cut, relatively inexpensive in comparison to the mainstays at steakhouse restaurants. It’s just not as sexy as a ribeye, NY strip, or the filet mignon. It’s a very lean cut, and like most good steaks, needs to be eaten at medium or medium-rare so that it’s still tender and juicy. Nobody wants to chew on overcooked shoe leather.

Wood Ranch BBQ & Grill, the newest addition to Irvine Spectrum’s stable of corporate chain restaurants, seems to pride itself on their tri-tip. I was invited in a sneak preview of the restaurant about a week before their official opening–it’s a way for their staff to practice on operations and gather feedback from customers from their service to their food. Obviously, as a BBQ enthusiast and first-time customer of Wood Ranch, I was eager to try their BBQ items–especially their much ballyhooed tri-tip.


I’ll cut to the chase–how is their BBQ? It all depends. If you know your BBQ and have extremely high expectations, you will be disappointed. But if you’re in a carnivorous mood and not afraid to shell out some cash, then you’ll probably have a good time. Wood Ranch is an upscale chain restaurant, a notch above anything in the realm of something like Outback, Claim Jumper, Black Angus, etc. These places don’t necessarily fancy themselves as BBQ-centric restaurants, but you get my drift.


At the Irvine Spectrum, it’s a perfect fit. It’s in a great location, at the “front” near the theater, adjacent to PF Chang’s, Ruby’s Diner, CPK, just ot name a few. There’s no other type of similar restaurant at the Spectrum, and it will be a sure-fit hit for both families looking for a casual dinner and corporate-card wielding, power-lunch hungry office workers.


I haven’t had much experience eating tri-tip at restaurants, and they usually come pre-sliced. At Wood Ranch, it’s served as a steak–you can slice it to your own liking–thick and thin. I like the idea–there’s something more satisfying about cutting your own meat. Upon slicing, it was a dark pink and tender. But I can see how if this was pre-sliced, the tri-tip would dry out very easily. No smoky flavors in the tri-tip, however. It’s somewhat bland when eaten by itself, since it’s a very lean cut. But the tri-tip should always be accompanied by their BBQ sauce, which I thought was good. Tangy and slightly smoky, it almost rivals Phil’s BBQ–but not quite.


I also tried their baby-back ribs, which were pedestrian. If the restaurant claims that they smoke their meats, either they’re not doing it right, not using enough wood, or not smoking it long enough. The ribs were your typical restaurant variety–on par with Tony Roma’s. Slathered with BBQ sauce, the ribs were… boring, for lack of a better word. I think Lucille’s makes a slightly better version of ribs if you want to do a battle of corporate chain BBQ restaurants.

I applaud Wood Ranch for doing these sneak preview dinners and welcoming feedback for wanting to improve their food and service. Usually restaurants just open up without so much a word, and if they do a private event preview, it’s only a day or two. Wood Ranch did it for about a week. Although my meals were en gratis, I liked how they provided envelopes to accept donations for various charities. As far as the food, I also tried some other items on the menu.

Just generalizing, but I think their appetizers and burgers are the sure to be hits during happy hour and lunches. I’m not a fan of their salads, and mostly everything else on the menu is priced on the high side. As far as their BBQ, well, I’m glad to have tried their tri-tip, but it’s nothing earth shattering that I would return and pay $20 of my own money.

Feasting… and Sweating on Asphalt. Literally.

So this year’s OC Foodie Fest came and went with a drip drip drip… the sound of my beads of sweat rolling down my forehead and hitting the concrete. I could almost hear the sizzle as it touched the asphalt. Oh, I sweat. A lot. But have you seen someone pour a bucket of water over their head? Um, yeah. That’s what I looked like.

The organizers promised a vast improvement from last year’s debacle. They said they learned their lesson–so they moved to a larger venue, from the parking lot of Honda Center to… the parking lot of Anaheim Stadium. They promised lots of seating and lots of shade. They really did. I was there and heard them say it emphatically in person. Nobody can control the 95+ weather at the end of August right in the middle of summer. Of course not. But you CAN control the amount of seating and shade, especially on a huge concrete parking lot.

From the FAQ section from the website:

Q: Can I bring my own seating?
A: No need, we will have much more seating areas providing shade and comfort!

Hmm. Out of the entire event, there were probably about 10 tables and maybe about half of them had umbrellas. That’s what, about 50 people at the most who had seating in the shade? C’mon, OC Foodie Fest organizers, for what you’re charging customers… you’re better than that.

Anyway, I wanted to highlight some of the food trucks that I tried, before I went home and slapped a cold wet towel on my forehead and went into a mini coma for the rest of the afternoon.


We first tried the $10 combo from Ta Bom, a Brazilian LA-based food truck. It came with 1 coxinha, 1 pastel, and 2 tacos. By far, the winner was the coxinha (upper portion of picture) — fat teardrop-shaped, deep-fried to a golden brown, stuffed with shredded chicken and oozing cream cheese. It’s fried food at its best. The loser is that big yellow pastry that you see dominating the picture — it was greasy, bland, and filled with a miniscule amount of shredded chicken inside.


The chorizo tacos were well executed, with bold flavors and aggressive seasoning. Too bad I had to end up scooping all the bits and pieces from the plate. Since they only used one thin corn tortilla, everything fell apart after the first bite. I get it, they probably wanted to stretch every bit of dollar. But c’mon, everyone knows to double-tortilla your tacos. It’s just common sense.


Next up, Border Grill, by far the best food truck we tried. They are LA-based, so it’s not often they head down to OC, so we had to take advantage. Again, I had to go for their “Master’s Meal” combo for $10. It came with quinoa fritters, which were very good. Moist on the inside, nice and crisp on the outside. The steak quesadillas were nothing extraordinary — the tortilla could’ve used an extra minute on the grill. But the steak inside was tender and flavorful.


The star of the show — churro tots. It tastes exactly what it sounds like. Imagine if a churro and a tater tot got busy in a wild and crazy night. These suckers would be the end result. Dulce de leche on the inside, cinnamon and sugar on the outside. They even took the time to make their own whipped cream. Heck, if they used Cool Whip, I would’ve been cool with that.


So what’s for dessert? Lobsticles from the Slapfish truck. Well not quite a dessert, but these skinny-lobster-on-a-stick disappeared in about 9.786 seconds. I couldn’t really taste much of the meat — no hint of sweetness or that natural taste of the ocean. All I could taste were the chipotle aioli and champagne vinaigrette, which completely overpowered the poor lobster. Honestly, it felt like I was eating an overgrown shrimp on a stick for $8.

That was it. I think we spent about $20 alone just on drinks, to keep ourselves from dying of dehydration during the event. In some ways, I sort of felt bad for some of the food trucks who didn’t really have any customers. They probably expected long lines and purchased way too much food. But that’s the nature of the food truck world. You roll with the punches.

And nope, no BBQ food trucks worth trying.

Smoking Spare Ribs, St Louis Style

There’s something ultra-carnivorous about eating ribs. You pick it up with your hands, tear into the meat, and let out a primal scream (or grunt, if that’s your preference) of approval. It’s lip smacking, finger-licking, and downright delicious to finish off an entire rack of ribs. By far, ribs is my favorite type of BBQ — whether it’s baby back ribs, spare ribs, or those dinosaur-sized beef ribs.

"Boil rice, not ribs."

However, I’ve eaten some bad ribs during my time, and vow never to go through that experience ever again. If you’ve never had bad ribs before, consider yourself lucky. Bad ribs are either mushy in texture, non-smoked, dry and flavorless, or drenched with too much generic-tasting BBQ sauce. Bad ribs are simply boiled in water, or thrown into the oven. Words to live by:

“Boil rice, not ribs.”

What is the difference between baby back ribs vs. spare ribs?

It wasn’t long ago, that I had no idea what the difference was between baby back and spare ribs. It all depends on the location where they come from on the pig. Baby back ribs are from the back loin. The bones are smaller in width and length, and meat is more lean and tender. So they’re more popular, plus don’t forget those annoying commercials.

On the other hand, I think of spare ribs as the bigger brother of the smaller baby back ribs. They are taken from the belly side of the rib cage, so spare ribs are bigger and tougher, with more meat on the bones. It is for these reasons, that I think spare ribs are perfect for cooking low and slow on the WSM. “I want my SPARE back, SPARE back, SPARE back…” just doesn’t have the same ring to it though.

Costco spare ribs, $2.99 per lb

Recently, I just felt like smoking some ribs, so I made a trip to Costco and bought $24 worth of spare ribs. At $2.99 per pound, I got 2 full racks of spare ribs, with each rack weighing a little over 4 pounds. It may seem like a lot of meat, but remember it will shrink down after hours of smoking. Spare ribs are usually trimmed St. Louis style before hitting the smoker.

What are St. Louis style ribs?

St. Louis style ribs are just spare ribs cut and trimmed into a rectangular shape, so that it resembles baby back ribs in appearance. The rib tips and skirt flaps are removed. You can have your butcher do it for you, or sometimes you can buy it St. Louis style already. But if not, it’s easy to do it yourself. There are plenty of how-to videos online, but here’s a good one. For the one I bought from Costco, I simply used a sharp knife and trimmed it myself.

Will that be one rack, or two?

I decided to follow Slap Yo Daddy’s recipe for ribs. It’s simple and straightforward, and I followed it exactly. The end result was some pretty darn good ribs. I love how the spare ribs are so meaty, and it was tender, smoky, and juicy at the same time. The meat came clean off the bone. Though if I were a BBQ competition judge, I would want a better bark on the outside of the ribs. Practice makes perfect, right? But for now, these ribs were better than any chain restaurant could ever produce.

Smoky, tender, and juicy

Smoking Salt With The WSM

Shopping at Trader Joe’s is a bit like shopping at Costco, except you’re not buying mass quantities of everything. There are constantly new items being stocked on the shelves, and I think that’s a big reason why there are so many TJ die-hard fans and loyalists. Several weeks ago while shopping at TJ’s, I came across “Naturally Smoked Sea Salt” with Umami flavor for $1.99. Needless to say, I was intrigued. I didn’t buy it at the time, but it got me thinking about smoking my own salt at home.

$1.99 for smoked sea salt AND with umami flavor? TJ's, you're legit.

During my relatively short journey of BBQ smoking at home, about 80% of the time, there is plenty of hot charcoal leftover in the WSM — up to an hour left. I always look around my fridge to see what else I can smoke. There’s nothing really. The meat is all gone. If there’s fish, I’m not going to smoke that. I don’t want a fishy smell to taint my illustrious meaty coating I’ve built up within the WSM.

So what’s left to smoke? Salt. Simply lay some sea salt (or kosher salt, just none of that crappy Morton iodized salt) on a flat aluminum pan and place it on the grill for about 1 hour. Depending on how much charcoal and wood is leftover in your WSM, you may need to put a little more — just enough to impart flavor onto the salt. The temperature depends — I usually smoke the salt around 250-300 degrees F. The longer you smoke the salt, the stronger the smoke flavor.

Kosher salt smoked in apple wood

When done, just let the salt cool off before putting it a container. The result is pretty satisfying. I’ve used the smoked salt on my brisket, ribs, and chicken. It gives it that extra little hint of smoke in the background. Since I only have apple wood chips, that’s what I’ve been using. But in the future, I’ll definitely try out other types of wood like alderwood or hickery. The best part is you won’t have to spend any additional money from any of those fancy smoked salt brands.

BBQ Updates: Mustard, Bonanza, and Volt

Mustard Rub Update
A few weeks ago, I mentioned in a post that I had never slathered on mustard before applying the dry rub on the meat. I wanted to know if there was going to be any difference in taste or texture. Well, the simple and expected answer is no. Honestly, the outside of the brisket tasted exactly the same versus the time I did not use a mustard rub. Safe to say, after so many hours of smoking, any flavors of the mustard just “vaporized” away. Next time, I’m going to try a more potent rub. How about a Siracha hot sauce rub…

OC BBQ Bonanza
BBQ meat sweats is apparently sweeping the entire county of Orange. Well, one festival at a time, at least. Most likely taking a cue from the surprisingly successful (12k attendees, they say) OC BBQ Festival, there is now going to be a OC BBQ Bonanza event which will take place August 18-21 in Fountain Valley, CA.

The format is familiar — you pay admission to get in, then you buy tickets to sample different BBQ from various cooking teams. Admission is $5 (includes $2 rib coupon), compared to $10 for admission alone at the OC BBQ Festival. For $100, you can stuff yourself silly with all-you-can-eat ribs and drinks. You definitely need to eat a lot to get your money’s worth.

Volt Likes ALL BBQ
Michael Voltaggio of Top Chef fame will be doing a cooking demo today at 1:30 pm at the OC Fair. In this interview, he said that he tried a fried peanut butter sandwich somewhere in Studio City. Okay, that sounds pretty delicious. I’m always a fan when peanut butter is added to the equation. Someone needs to put that on the menu for next year’s OC Fair… I’m talking to you, the makers of the fried kool-aid!

Several months ago, he and his brother Bryan did a BBQ tour for William Sonoma, visiting legendary BBQ restaurants from each of the 4 regions. Some day, I hope to check out each city and do the same:

Texas — Smitty’s
Kansas City — Danny Edwards BLVD
Memphis — Rendezvous
North Carolina — Wilber’s

When I tweeted Voltaggio and asked him which was his favorite BBQ spot, he took the high road:

“I can’t answer that, favorite things about each spot!”

Eating Out: Bludso’s BBQ

“A Lil Taste of Texas.”

The words hand painted on the wall within Bludso’s BBQ says so little, yet says so much. Other than a few hours of layover at DFW, I had never visited Texas in the truest BBQ sense of the word. As if the aroma of BBQ smoke wafting through the air wasn’t enough, it made me feel at ease. In my eyes, this was going to be some legit Texas-style BBQ.

"A Lil Taste of Texas"

A half hour drive away was all it took to be transported to the city of Compton and onto the front steps of Bludso’s. The location isn’t exactly “Straight Outta Compton” by Ice Cube, but more like hey, it’s a quick getaway to the freeway part of Compton. This was no hole in the wall. This was a shack, a “B-B-Q Shack” to be exact. If only all shacks smelled this good.

For a mere $28.50, the Texas Sampler includes a bit of everything on the menu — brisket, pulled pork, rib tips, ribs, chicken, and two different types of sausage. I went with the hot BBQ sauce on the side, and picked the potato salad and the mac ‘n cheese. Bludso’s even throws in slices of white bread, for good measure. The styrofoam box was literally bursting at the wrap seams, and I felt like a plastic surgeon unwrapping a patient’s face after reconstructive surgery.

Plastic wrapped, handle with care

With the box finally opened, it was straight out of the scene in Pulp Fiction where Vincent opens up the suitcase for the first time, and a bright gold shine illuminates through. Vincent just stands there for a few moments, admires what he sees, and takes a long drag of his cigarette before Jules interrupts his thoughts and says “we happy?” Yeah, we happy.

Yeah, we happy

As fellow blogger Foodoofus and I tore through everything like a rabid, 2-man wolf pack, my favorites began to shine through — the brisket and the spare ribs. The much talked about brisket lived up to its reputation. In my early career smoking BBQ meats, I’ve had the most experience with brisket, and I’m always looking to smoke a more tender, juicier brisket. Bludso’s version was thinly sliced and was bursting with juices. The ribs had a nice bark, and the meat had just enough of that addictive smoky favor. The meat was tender, but none of that overcooked, mushy mess that plague many BBQ joints. The meat still clung onto the bone, letting your teeth rip off all the porky goodness.

BBQ plate of goodness

Mac 'n cheese, potato salad

For the sides, my favorite was the potato salad. Bludso’s version of the potato salad had more of a creamy consistency, which was a perfect contrast to the hot BBQ sauce. The sauce had a nice, spicy kick, but was neither vinegary or sugary. The slices of white bread might throw off some people — but do as do in Texas, a la Smitty’s Market. It’s the perfect vehicle to sop up the meat juices and the BBQ sauce. My quest for great BBQ in the LA/OC area is taking a turn for the better, and Bludso’s BBQ is surely leading the pack.

Use that white bread to your advantage

Burnt Ends: It’s Like Beef Bacon

Several years ago when I first started learning about BBQ, I had no idea what burnt ends were. Was it the stuff that you throw away, because it was no longer edible? Was it lumps of charcoal? To my knowledge, I don’t know of any BBQ restaurants around LA/OC that serves burnt ends (or it’s not advertised on the menu). Eventually I learned about burnt ends from watching television and, of course, on the Internet.

So when I started BBQ smoking, I originally thought burnt ends were strictly the 4 corners of the brisket (hold the laughter, please). I cut the pieces off, started chewing, and thought… this was it? While bursting with smoky flavor, it was terribly dry and chewy. Obviously, there was more to burnt ends, and it was right under my nose. I just had to take the additional steps.

Burnt Ends -- BBQ Beef "Bacon"

So if you’re familiar with the cut of brisket, there are two sections of the brisket — the flat and the point. As I mentioned in a previous post, the flat is what most people know, the larger part that is sliced and served. On the other hand, the point is a section of the brisket that has considerably more fat content, and is usually removed from the flat before serving. Well, what do you do with that point? Chop it up into cubes, season it even more (optional), and throw it back into the smoker or oven for another few hours.

The result is BBQ gold, a “delicacy” if you will, made famous by Kansas City. All that extra fat has been rendered off and will have a good, smoky charred bark on the outside, that’s a bit crispy and crunchy in texture. On the inside, it should be tender and juicy. Then you can dip or slather the burnt ends with your favorite BBQ sauce. Simply delicious. Why is it so good? Well, I think it’s the beef equivalent of bacon. I thought my first time making burnt ends was a mild success. Since I like spicy foods, I mixed in some Siracha sauce to give it a little kick. Burnt ends, I wish I knew ya earlier.